Chapter 2

I close my eyes, and prepare for the impact of my body hitting the hard cement, but after a few seconds it still doesn't happen. I open my eyes, only to find a hand gripping my wrist, and a pair of intense blue eyes staring back at me. I close my eyes again, and try to focus on getting him to let go, but am broken out of my thoughts by a deep voice,"Stop, don't let go. I see you! I see you." My eyes snap open, and I can hear the sincerity in his voice.

"Grab my hand!" I hesitate, but eventually grab his hand, and he pulls me up and over the railing. We lock eyes, and just sit there in silence.

"Bea…Bea, come on!" I feel my Aunt Jeanine sink her nails into my skin and drag me into my room. My body is numb, and my vision is blurry…everything is hazy. I faintly hear her yelling at me, but can't make out the words until she grabs me and shakes me viciously.

"Beatrice, listen to me! What happened tonight, had to be a mistake. You have worked too hard to ruin it all in one night, do you understand me? Tell me it was a mistake." The pain in my chest is back, but I push it aside and whisper back,"I understand, and it was a drunk mistake, I promise. It will never happen again."

"Good, let's hope your career isn't ruined by this mistake." She glares at me, before walking out of the room, and leaving me alone with my thoughts. I change into my pajamas, and curl into my bed, ready to cry myself to sleep.

I am woken up by a pair of clothes being thrown at my face, Aunt Jeanine standing at the foot of my bed.

"Get up, you have a press conference today, so you can set the record straight." I nod my head silently, and begin to get ready. I put on the skin tight white dress, with black birds on it, and the sky high back heels to match. I don't even want to glance at myself in the mirror, too scared of what I might see. Christina walks in to put on my makeup, and I refuse to even look her in the eyes, too ashamed of how I acted last night. Aunt Jeanine is right, if I want to be successful I can't have screws like that. I have to be strong, if not for myself, then for Miles and Caleb. They're the only close family i have left. Miles is my 9 year old little brother, he lives our Grandparents, and I used to until Aunt Jeanine became my legal guardian. Caleb is my 23 year old brother, who lives with our Grandparents too.(Tris is 22 btw) I was only 16 when they died, and they were only 17 and 3. My mom and dad were heading to the store, and Caleb went with them…he insisted that he needed to some supplies for a school project. It was my day to make dinner, so I stayed behind with Miles. Forty-five minutes later I got a call from the hospital telling me that my parents had died in a car crash, and Caleb was in a coma. Needless to say, Caleb woke up, but he woke up with no memories and the inability to walk. Fuck, he didn't even remember his own name. Long story short, I ended up becoming a famous singer, and am now the main provider for this family. Which is why I can't quit, I need to do this for them and for my deceased parents. So when the reporters star questioning me, and accusing me of suicide, I force myself to lie,"I didn't try to kill myself, I promise. I was drunk, and wasn't thinking straight. I guess this is a lesson to the kids; don't drink on balconies!" The press let out small, little chuckles before calling up Officer Eaton.

"Sir, is it true that Bea was drunk?"

"You saved her, was it a suicide attempt?"

"How does it feel to be a hero?"

He takes a deep breath, glancing at me before answering with uncertainty laced through his voice, "From my perspective, Bea had definitely had a few drinks in her system. No, I don't think it was a suicide attempt, just a drunk girl having too much fun. But, I don't consider myself a hero, I was just doing my job." He walks off the stage, ignoring the other questions being thrown his way. I make a rash decision, and decide to follow him out of the room.

"Hey, wait!"

"Look, let's just stop. I don't know how it is living the Hollywood life, but in the real world, we don't just attempt to jump off a balcony, then call it a drunk mistake."

"I know, and I'm sorry. But, I can't tell them the truth, I can't ruin my career, I have worked too hard for this!"

"No, just listen okay?! Last night, you were ready to jump off of that balcony, ready to die, and-"

"And you were there telling me that you see me. So, tell me Officer Eaton, what do you see?" We both go silent for a moment, before he looks me straight in my eyes saying, "Nothing." My Aunt Jeanine walks in, and gestures for me to come back in the other room. The rest of the conference goes by in a blur, and before I know it were back in the car headed to the house. Aunt Jeanine must have something to do, because she just has the driver drop me off by myself. As the car drives away, I start to cry until I notice a familiar car in my driveway. I run inside as fast I can in these heels, and as soon as the door is open a small child is attacking me with a hug. I look down, and see his familiar brown hair. A pair of pale green eyes stare up at me, giving me the toothiest smile possible. I pick him up, and cary him into the giant living room where Caleb sits in his wheelchair, and my grandparents sit on the couch. I walk over and give them all hugs. We catch up for a bi, before I excuse myself to go lay down. Not long after getting into the bed, I feel Miles crawl in next to me, and wrap his arms around my waist.

"I missed you Bea."

"I missed you too, Miles."

Author's Note: Hey guys! I'm done working, and I should be able to write more often now. But anyways, heres few things to say. First off, I'm going to change the rating on this to M, because of future scenes. Second, yes I now this isn't exactly like the movie, and there are a lot of different things. But, I want to kinda make it my own, like I'm mostly going to stick the original, but I want to change her background and stuff like this, since it is a Divergent Fanfiction. Third, I know I haven't updated 'I Blame You' yet, but I've decided I want to get farther in this before updating the other one. But anyways, hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Please don't forget to review, favorite, and follow!

Bye!

~Mrs. Unpleasant