With the other initiates, I sat in a dark hallway holding Tris' hand.
"What do you think is the next stage?" She whispers to me, eyeing the door curiously, biting her lower lip. I give her hand a reassuring squeeze. She turns away from the door to sit on my lap. I laugh at her when she hugs my neck.
Suddenly, the door opens.
"Peter." Four says, signaling me to enter.
Tris gets off of me and stands up. I stand up with her.
"Good luck." She says, kissing my cheek. and letting go of my hand. As soon as she does I take it again. She looks at me questiongly and I let go instantly. "Sorry. Force of habit." I mutter.
She laughs and playfully pushes me to the door.
I smile and walked inside of the room.
It looked a lot similar to the aptitude test I took before coming here. "Sit." Four said, pointing to the metal chair. I obey, and look at Four curiously.
"What's the simulation?" I ask, raising a brow.
"Ever heard of the phrase 'face your fears'?" He said, "We're taking that simulation will teach you to control your emotions in the midst frightening situation." I nod once and he smirks and turns away to receive something. I hear a light tap and he returns with a syringe with a lengthy needle in one hand. The inside of the syringe is orange. I grind my teeth together before exhaling.
"Ready?" He asks.
I nod and mouth a yes. And the last thing I see is Four grinning wildly.
I was in a dimly lit room.
A body was on the other side of the room. It smelt like the night that Edward had a knife stuck in his eye. It smelt like it did when I was following the scent of blood...
I looked over at the body. It lied unmoving, it's front was facing me, but I could not see the face clearly. It was covered in long, blood matted, blonde hair. I tried over to it to look closer, but an invisible barrier in the middle of the room stopped me. I hit it.
Nothing changed.
From a corner, I saw a familiar woman walk up to the body and sob over it, her knees falling into a pool of blood. It was the woman who stared at me during visiting day.
Tris' mother.
Through the barrier I could hear her sobbing and begging. She paid me no mind, as if I weren't there. The woman moved the bloody hair from the body's face, I immediately recognized it as Tris. I heard the woman sob louder, her head falling onto the body.
My eyes went huge.
Tris was dead.
I started beating on the barrier. Harder than before. I tried screaming but nothing came out. I lost my breath for a second and screamed again. I was muted.
The sobbing became louder as I beat the barrier with so much force it hurt.
I felt the tears roll down my face as I beat the barrier for as long as I could.
Suddenly, the body was thrashing around in agony, faster than any human. One position looked so painful, I shed two more tears.
Hearing the screams of Tris' pain and her mother's sobbing made me feel like I was trapped in side of a horror movie.
I screamed louder, still not hearing anything, and doubting that they would. I yelled for Tris, but my throat was so raw, I was sure that it would have been a weak attempt even if I was hurt.
I slid onto the cold floor, sobbing with Tris' mother.
I could hear her.
I could see her.
But I couldn't touch her.
And I couldn't make the pain go away.
I tried to convince myself that this wasn't real. And I was dreaming.
And suddenly, I was out.
I was in a restaurant setting this time, nothing special. Not many people were here.
I was a table with Alzas, sitting across from her. She was grinning and talking about something I didn't want to listen too.
I looked around and spotted Tris.
With Four. I felt a huge pang of jealousy as he wrapped an arm around her.
I felt something tugging at my arm and looked down at my sister's freckled face.
"What are you looking for?" She asked, looking around. This situation seemed vaguely familiar.
"Shut up." I muttered, I staring Four and Tris, who were now kissing. At the sight, my eyes narrowed and I stood up from my seat.
"Pete, what's wrong?" Alzas asked, oblivious as always.
I went up to their table and shoved Four back, making him fall out of his chair. I hear Alzas scream, and kick him in the gut. Tris shoves me away and helps Four up. I watch as she does, upset at her rejection.
"How dare you?" She asks, when Four is up.
Alzas is at my side instantly, and I shooed her away. Tris slapped me. Hard. I touched the part of my face where she slapped me. It was tingling.
Alzas looked up at me, a shocked expression on her face.
My next action was driven by nothing but anger. I lunge for Fours neck, ignoring the screams coming from Alzas and Tris.
"Peter, don't!" Tris screams, tears streaming down her face.
She looked genuinely sad.
I stop in my tracks. I could never hurt her like this.
I looked at Alzas. She too was crying.
I quickly murmured an apology to Tris, leaving the restaurant.
And to my surprise, I found myself inside of another nightmare.
I was back in the dimly lit room, and there was still the sound of sobbing and screaming.
Except it was different. The screams were more...childlike.
I ran to the middle of the room and pressed my face against the barrier.
It wasn't Tris thrashing and screaming this time, but Alzas.
And it wasn't Tris mother screaming but...Winter.
I was out of the simulation before I realized it.
Four cleared his throat, looking at me. "Wow." Was all he said.
I smiled. He had seen me knock him around in the second part of my simulation.
He saw me smile because he chuckled under his breath. "You're free to go Peter."
That was all it took for me to leave, walking proudly down the hall and back o the dorm.
