The next day, I walk onto the pit floor to find pitch holding a gun to a girls head. Shes young, a little younger than me. On the other side of the circle of people surrounding the girl, I hear screaming. Its coming from Four.

"LET MY SISTER GO, YOU BASTARD! KAYLA!" Four was yelling at pitch. Four could do something but dauntless borns we're holding him back. It was his sister... she's his sister. As soon as she heard him say her name her head shot up.

"Jack..." Kayla croaks softly. Pitch's hand is on the trigger but she didn't dare close her eyes. Her hazel eyes continued staring into Fou- Jacks crystal orbs.

Then pitch pulled the trigger.

Her body fell in slow motion, her eyes never closing. Jack ran to her side, and put her head on his lap. Jacks violently shaking and crying. Everyone is clearing out of the circle now. I walk to Jack's side and reach to close her eyes.

"No! Don't close her eyes! She's afraid of the dark." Jack snaps between sobs. I frown.

"Four, give me your sweater," I order. He does as I say, then I pulled off my dress. He blushes slightly and stared. I put on his sweater and began removing Kaylas bloody clothes.

"What are you doing?" Four asks.

"I'm not gonna let her die like this, she deserves better." I began putting my dress on her and wiped the blood off her face. Motioned for Jack to close his eyes as it started snowing. I wreath her hair in snowflakes and snow. She looks beautiful. I place both of her hand over her heart and then I kiss her cheek. Jack watched, tear stricken.

"T-take me to my room... please... " Jack says. I do as he asked and lay him down on his bed and cover him. He falls asleep almost instantly, but he is crying in his sleep. He woke up later, to nightmares, but I'm there to comfort him. Kayla... her name will now haunt me. I know it. I didn't know her. But a piece of my heart died. Jack woke up As I was thinking but he grabbed me close and hugged me. I didn't object to it, I haven't been here long, but I am slowly falling for him. He showed me his weak side and that Is all I could ever ask of someone. To trust me. He trusts me, and I trust him.

A/N: I'm sorry I haven't updated in awhile. I was a victim of beating and rape and was in a coma for a while. I dont remember much, but I needed to do this for you guys