I woke up to a hand clamped over my mouth. I try to scream but of course, it is too muffled for anyone to hear. The hand is rough so I know it is not Peter or any of the girls. Then I realize that it's Al. I look around to see the Chasm. I knew he was mad that I wouldn't be with him but I don't really pose a threat did I? Then I hear Drew's voice saying something I can't make out and Al's response. Then I feel myself getting lowered over the rail and then let go. I feel myself slipping as they run away laughing.

"Help!" I scream but I know it is no use. Then I hear footsteps and I know that I have a chance. I keep screaming until a wave crashes up and hits me in the back, drenching me. It is already a cold night so I am freezing.

"Tris?!" Peter's voice cries. I can only manage a small gurgle though. He comes to the railing and even though I am soaking wet, pulls me over and into his chest. I am still in fight mode so I kick and squirm for awhile before settling down. I am shivering and he holds me like he did last night. He tells me that I am okay, and that everything will be okay. He sways from side to side slowly for a minute and then he takes me to the dorms. He instructs me to take a hot shower and meet him outside when I am done. When I get in the shower, I turn the water as hot as I can bear it. It relaxes my muscles and I go over what just happened. I make a list inside my head.

1. I refused to kiss Al

2. He and Drew took me to the Chasm and hung me over the rail

3. Peter found me

4. I am okay

After I get out of the shower I put on some comfy clothes and go out to see Peter sitting on his bed. When he sees me, he runs over to me and wipes the tears I didn't know were present.

"Do you want to come back to my bed or do you want time by yourself?" he asks.

"Be with you." I reply thinking, If I'm alone they will come back. He takes my hand and leads me back to his bed. He sits straddle-like on his bed and I sit in-between his legs and lay my head back on his chest. He wraps his arms around my middle from behind. As he bandages up my arms and legs, he begins to speak.

"Who?"

"What?"

"Who did this to you?" I start to cry again.

"Drew *hiccup* Drew and, and Al."

"I am going to kill those bastards." He turns me around so I can cry into his shirt. I am so tired. I slowly drift to sleep but I want to make sure that he will not leave me so I whisper,

"Stay with me."

"Always" and I drift off to sleep.

TIME SKIP*

I have not been able to seperate myself from Peter today. Not even a little. I ate breakfast in his lap and I trained next to him. We are at lunch now. All of the initiates are eating together and once again, I am on Peter's lap. Christina sits with Will, close but not on his lap, Myra and Edward are kissing (a little too sloppy for my taste) and Molly, Al and Drew are nowhere to be found. Good.

"Hey all, be prepared because after training today, we are playing Spin the Bottle after training." Christina says.

There is a collective groan. When we go back to training, we work on hand to hand combat. I knew I wasn't going to win any fights except maybe against Myra. We went back to the dorms, (I am holding Peter's hand). Al, Drew and Molly show up for training but dissapear for meals. It appears as if they are coming back to play Spin the Bottle though. When we all get into the dorms, we sit in a circle with me tucked in Peter's lap.

"Rules," Christina says. "1, you have to kiss the person you get or take off a layer of clothing. 2, you have to stay within the time limit which is 3 minutes. And last, you to sit on the opposite side of the circle from your special friend." She pointedly looks at me. I move from Peter and sit about 10 feet directly in front of him. Edward and Christina take spots next to me and Christina takes a bottle out of her purse and sets it in the center.

"Tris, you can go first," she says. I reach out to spin the bottle and think, Please God do NOT let it be Al. It lands on Will. I walk over and give Will a peck on the lips before walking back to my seat. I wish it had been Peter but it wasn't to bad. A couple more turns passed before it was Al's turn. Please don't let it be me. Myra. He has a predatory look in his eyes as he crosses the circle. Edward tenses beside me and he leans forward. Al kisses Myra hungrily for a moment before she pushes him away. Drew's turn. Christina. He takes off his shirt. Peter's turn. Edward. Off goes his hoodie. No one is really interested any more so we start to play Candor or Dauntless. I crawl back into Peter's lap and Christina starts off the game.

"Drew, Candor or Dauntless?"

"Dauntless."

"I dare you to run up to the leaders room and ask for a job before you run out." Off go his pants and now he is sitting in only his boxers. I look away.

"Will Candor or Dauntless?" he asks.

"Candor."

"Do you think that you will pass initiation?"

"Yes" At least he is confident, I think.

"Tris, Candor or Dauntless?" he asks.

"Dauntless." I reply.

"I dare you to sit in Al's lap for the rest of the game." I turn pale and am angry with him for a moment before remembering that no one could know what happened last night except for Peter, Al, Drew and possibly Molly. Al smirks at me from his spot in the circle. I take off my hoodie and leave to go to the bathroom. Peter gets up to follow me and when I get far enough away so that they can't see me, I curl up in a ball on the floor and cry. Peter picks me up and sways side to side and tells me that it's okay and that I am okay. He sits me down and sits next to me before Al him dang self comes in with a pleading look on his face. I let out a whimper and scramble into Peter's lap.

"What do you want Al?!" Peter demands while covering me with his arms.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry and that I don't know what I was thinking." He starts to cry. I get up, cross the room and smack him in the face.

"You don't frickin get to cry. You dangled me over the Chasm and attacked me!" By now I am screaming and crying. I go to attack Al but Peter holds me by the waist and brings me into his chest. I turn into him and sob. He picks me up and takes me back to my bed. When he tries to leave though, I tug on his wrist.

"Please don't leave" I beg.

"Okay" and he lays down next to me. I am exhausted and quickly fall asleep. I wake up to the sound of an alarm. I know what this alarm means. It means someone is dead. The bed is cold next to me. Peter is nowhere to be found.