Chapter 2

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It seems like we shift from darkness to my next fear all too soon. Before I realize it, we're in the glass box and it begins to fill with water. The glass box is rather tight with two people inside it, and I know that this must be hard on Tobias. I'm able to grasp his arms and guide them to my waist. "It'll be okay," I whisper to him. I feel him nod against my shoulder in response.

"Hmm, my hands on your waist in a small space… Seem a bit familiar to you?" Tobias asks with a slightly shaky voice, and I'm sure a little smirk. I have to admit, I'm glad that he's able to crack jokes about our previous experiences in his fear landscape when I know he's probably freaking out on the inside.

"I think I recall a similar situation, yes." I say, remembering when I found out why his nickname was Four.

With his hands on my waist holding me close, I almost don't want to leave this simulation, but I know we can't stay here forever. Tobias would probably kill me if the rising water doesn't.

"We're going to have to work together and break the glass," I hear myself say. I don't really remember thinking those words, but they tumble out of my mouth in what I can only describe as an instructing tone.

I feel Tobias nod against my shoulder letting me know that he understands. I want to tell him I'm sorry, and that I know this is probably worse on him than it is on me, but I resist. This isn't the time. The water is rising higher and higher and I know we need to get to work so we can move on.

I begin punching and kicking the glass. Come on, Tris, you can do this, you've done it before, I tell myself in my head. Tobias lets go of my waist and begins helping me punch the glass, willing it to break – I miss his arms around me, but I know there is time for that later.

We are both punching and kicking the glass in attempts to get it to crack and bust, but so far, we've had little luck. The water is now at my waist and I begin to panic, careful not to let it show. Tobias is probably already panicking enough as is for the both of us.

The water is steadily getting higher and higher, and it is beginning to cover my entire torso, but the glass still won't crack. Finally, Tobias is able to kick it in just the right spot with enough momentum to create a humongous crack in the glass box, and all of the water begins to pour out, making the glass completely bust around us.

I duck to ensure that I am not harmed with any of the flying glass pieces, and Tobias comes and covers me with his tall, lean, muscular body for extra protection.

"Damn! I thought that glass was never going to crack!" he says, slightly out of breath.

"I don't know why it took so long for it to bust. It's never taken that long before," I ponder aloud.

"Well, I don't know why it decided to take forever, but I'm sure as hell glad we finally got out of it!" he says, wrapping his arms around me

The remains of glass and water disappear and we're in the dark once again.

"I guess it's time for fear number three."

A/N: Okay, so I tried to make this chapter longer, but when they're in a glass box with rising water it's a bit more difficult because you don't exactly want them to drown or anything... But I'm hoping I was able to get a little more inside Tris' head and emotions this chapter, and I will try my hardest to get the next chapter to be more than 800 words!

Reviews are always greatly appreciated. :)

Also, I have a question: should I switch up calling him Four and Tobias, or just stick to one or the other or? Because to be completely honest I get confused as to which name I should give him, haha.