Tris's POV
I walked back to the bunks after visiting Caleb.
Thoughts swirled through my head.
Why did he act like that?
What's he still my brother?
Why had he changed so much?
I sighed, distracted, not really paying attention to the stuff around me. Did I really make the right choice? Choosing Dauntless?
I mean, If they found out I was divergent, they were going to kill me. And they were going to find out I was divergent.
There was no way they couldn't.
I was pretty sure Tobias already suspected it, and it wasn't going to be long before her told them.
I screamed when two hands grabbed me from behind and dragged my against the wall.
Another hand clamped itself over my mouth and struggled against it, kicking back, but two hands then grabbed my legs and secured them down.
I was completely trapped.
I'm going to die.
I struggled against the hands but it was not use.
"Stop fighting Stiff, you know you aren't getting out." A voice sneered.
I froze. Peter. But who were the other two?
I bit down on the hand that was clamped over my mouth and tasted blood.
It let go and I heard cursing.
Drew. Figures.
Two people down, one to find out who it was.
I started thrashing harder when I heard the sound of water getting nearer.
They were going to throw me in the chasm.
"Secure her, and you, gag her." Peter instructed. I caught against someone's hold as someone else blindfolded me and gagged me.
Then I two people pinned down my legs and arms and someone else sat on top of me. I shook when I felt a cool blade run a rooms my arm.
"Scared stiff?" Peter asked cruelly "I knew you would never be dauntless."
"Do you really have to do this Peter? Can't we just throw her over the chasm?" A voice asked.
I froze and felt my whole body drain from energy.
Al.
Al was helping them. Al.
This made renewed with a new sense of anger and I started thrashing harder, getting a leg out and kicking a person.
I heard a groan before my legs were secured again and a hand slapped me hard across my face.
"Yes it is Al, we're going to play with the stiff before, so just hold her and so your job.
Al stayed silent and Peter went back to his former position.
"Ready Stiff?" he asked, before digging the knife into my skin on my upper wrist dragging it across.
I screamed into the gag as he did and tears started streaming down my cheeks from the pain.
My voice was raw by the time he finished and I choked back a sob when I heard the knife clatter off somewhere.
"There you go stiff. It adds a little something don't you think?" Peter said cruelly, laughing.
He suddenly started groping my chest.
"I think I deserve a little more, Don't you think so stiff?"
He felt around.
"There's nothing there Stiff! How old are you? Twelve?"
He then grabbed on to my breast.
"Oh wait, I found something"
More tears streamed down my cheeks as he and Drew laughed at their stupid joke.
He removed his hands and I sighed in relief before he slid a hand into my pant and started fingering me.
I jerked away and tried to get their hands off of my but he just slapped my cheek twice, hard and then punched me in the gut.
"Stop moving Stiff. I know you like it whore. You've probably never been touched down here do you?" He asked.
I sobbed and kicked again as he kept moving his fingers around.
He pushed in harder with his fingers and I screamed in pain.
"I said don't move. Drew, her ribs." he said.
I felt a boot smash against my ribs and gasped when I heard a crack. They just broke one of my ribs.
I screamed again when my arm got twisted behind my back.
"Quiet." Peter hissed as her started taking off my pants. I sobbed harder.
He hit them of and then punched me in my gut, and I felt another rib crack.
He punched my in the face a few times before I heard a shout.
"Hey! What are you doing?" They all let go off me suddenly and I heard some grunts as I slowly started losing conscious.
"Tris! Tris!" I heard a voice say, before losing conscious.
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