Al-earlier
sorry. it sucks
R&R
this has nothing to do with the first story. In this chapter, it's more like murder, not suicide
My cheeks are more damp than the pavement after it rains. My eyes have more puff to them than a marshmallow. My pillow case is soaked, both with my tears and my saliva. I can't face Tris like this. I can't face her at all. After almost killing her, I can't see her any more. I won't have it. I need to see her again.
After I take a shower, I go to find Tris. My eyes are still puffy. I can't find her anywhere. Until I see her. With Four.
Why would she be with Four? Why are they in his room? This is bad.
"Tris!-" I start to call out, but someone grabs me from behind.
"Thought you could chicken out, huh?" I recognize the sneering voice. The one I agreed to help.
"What do you want, Peter?" I ask
"I want revenge." He says. "You got away no problem, but me and Drew got some bruises."
"So?" I don't like where this is going.
"So, I'm going to get you back for Drew." he sneers at me. "Watch your back. In a few days, you'll get what's coming to you."
However many days it was later:
I have just been given a death threat. How can I stay away from Tris? I'll die if I go near her, but how can I stay away?
"Got you." The same sneering voice as before says.
Peter easily picks me up and starts carrying me to the pit.
"Wow," he says. "For someone as giant as you, I would expect you to be heavier, Candor."
He carries me towards the chasm.
"Say goodbye to Trissy." he sneers. I feel him throw me. The last thing I hear is his laugh and the crack of my head upon the rocks.
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