A/N Hey guys! How ya'll doin'? Thank you for so many of you reading my story! I mean, 2,619 views! WHAT?! I'm hoping that this will be a long chapter and I pinky swear that I won't leave it on a Cliff Hanger this time because then you guys will have to wait like over a week to find out what happens next and I fear that the feels may kill you before I get back to update. I like actually ate sooooo much chocolate, don't worry though, I don't feel ill 'cos I have a stomach like the person who painted the Trunchbull. Ha! You have to try and guess what that came from in the reviews and if you get it right then I'll give you a mystery prize (AKA A shoutout). On with the story, Chapter 10!
Toni's POV
What did Six just say? Emine has to hang over the Chasm? Well, I have no objections to that, but didn't she say that we were to stay away from the Chasm? Oh well, let's see if Emine really is as tough as she tries to make us think.
We walk to the Chasm, I stand at the back with Carson. We end up standing behind Mason and Rohanne.
They're kissing. Lots. Ugh!
''Hey, Carson. Carson, Carson. Hey.'' I whisper through Carson's thick hair, dark hair.
''What?'' She asks, she was watching Rohanne and Mason too.
''Have you ever kissed someone?''
''Yes, I have. But that was like two years ago.''
I am suddenly intrigued, ''What does it feel like?'' I ask.
''I can't remember, stop talking now, though. Emine is climbing over the railing. I think you'll want to watch this!'' She whispers excitedly.
I move around Rohanne and Mason, grabbing Carson's hand and pulling her with me. We push through the crowd and by the time we get to the front of the group, Emine has just started hanging over the Chasm.
''Your five minutes starts, NOW!'' Six shouts above the roar of the water in the Chasm, pressing a button on a stopwatch that I hadn't noticed was in her hand.
The next four minutes pass by in a heap of whimpering and slipping.
Emine whimpers, clearly struggling to hold on to the railing. I look over at Six, trying to read her facial expression. She looks completely uncaring, but then I see her eyes twitch and I understand that she really doesn't like doing this. It seems almost as if she had to hang over the Chasm at some point during her initiation.
What Six does next shocks me completely, I mean, I knew that she didn't like doing this to anyone, not even Emine, but I didn't know that she would do this.
Six drops her stopwatch onto the cold, wet ground and rushes over to pull Emine over the railing of the Chasm just as she is about to let go and fall off. Four strides out of the shadows to help Six with Emine. I watch his muscles roll beneath his shirt.
Emine seems to be proving difficult to move as she won't let go of the railing, not even when Four tries to pull her over.
Emine whimpers. ''Emine, listen, if you don't let go then you'll be stuck here and I doubt you want that.'' Four says, an annoyed tone taking over his usually smooth voice.
Emine whimpers again as Six and Four try to move her but she finally lets go and they haul her back onto the ground.
Four and Six have a hushed argument but end up agreeing on something.
''Right, initiates. We are going to go back to the Training Room and you are going to continue throwing knives.'' Six says, ushering us back to the Training Room.
When we get there Four and Six walk to the front of our clump and Six continues talking.
''So, you are going to continue knife throwing until lunch. After lunch Four and I will be demonstrating fighting techniques, then you are going to practice them on the punch bags until training is over. Okay? Good, because even if you weren't you wouldn't be getting a say in it.''
We all scatter and pick up knives, stumbling to our targets. I start throwing, I'm getting quite good at throwing knives. I found it really hard at first, but now I'm adjusting to it. I aim my first knife at the target after inhaling. Then I exhale, throwing the knife as I do so. It hits the centre ring. Not dead centre, but close enough to it.
I continue throwing my knives, each one coming closer to dead centre on the target.
I feel someone's presence behind me and spin, prepared for anything that might happen.
''Woah, there. Calm down, Toni. I was just watching you throw. You're really good at it, you know that, right?'' Six says as I relax and let out a breath I did not realise I had been holding.
''Yeah, well, I do my best.'' I reply, ecstatic that Six said that I was good.
I wonder what rank Six got in initiation because she seems really scrawny to me, not much muscle on her.
''Hey, Six. What rank did you get in your initiation?'' I ask, honestly curious.
''Why do you want to know?'' She says, almost spitting it in my face.
''I was just wondering, but it doesn't matter. It's none of my business, anyway.'' I say sheepishly, my face heating up intensely.
''I ranked first.'' She says, turning away to watch everyone else. She leaves me standing there, my mouth hanging open.
Six turns around to look at me again and laughs. Four looks up from whatever he was doing and looks at me as well. He starts to laugh too. I quickly shut my mouth and turn around, my face turning even redder than before.
How can my face get even redder? It's already soo red anyway! UGH!
So embarrassing!
*HEY GUYS! I'M A PAGE BREAK, AM I ANNOYING YOU YET?*
Finally, Lunch!
Finally, food!
Finally, peace!
Maybe.
Tim's POV
I approach Six, Beatrice, whatever, like a lion stalking a deer. This corridor feels like it is miles long as I walk along it to Beatrice standing at the end of it, leaning against a door.
''Hey, Six.'' I say, touching her shoulder lightly.
''Oh, hey Tim!'' She says, jumping slightly at my touch.
''Should I call you Beatrice when we're in private or something because it feels weird calling you Six after calling you Beatrice for years. And, oh, weren't they good years when we were together.''
''Tim, listen, I have no idea what you are talking about.'' Six seems nervous; she keeps looking behind her and over my shoulder. It's almost as if she's looking for someone.
''Oh, come on, Beatrice. Don't say things like that, it hurts my feelings.'' I say, feigning hurt.
''Okay, Timothy. I know that we may have went out in Abnegation, but I don't like you anymore. No, wait, scratch that. I never liked you in the first place, Timothy, my dad made us date. I had no say in the matter.'' She spits in my face, god is she hot or what? (A/N Okay, so pretend that this is only three years after Tris' initiation right now. I will change it so that it is three years later but I have to pack after this. K, so this is only three years after Tris' initiation. Good. Done)
Beatrice walks away and I almost follow her but then I see a long, muscular arm come out of the shadows and wrap around her shoulders.
Four.
No, wait, I know him from somewhere? Is that…
Tobias Eaton!
He's my cousin?!
Great, now my ex-girlfriend is married to my cousin.
Oh, and they're also both my initiation trainers.
Fantastic.
Tobias' POV
''Tris, what did he want?'' I ask, worried about how shaky Tris has become as we walk into our apartment. I set my keys down on the counter and we go and sit on the couch.
''Have I ever told you about the boyfriend I had in Abnegation?'' She asks nervously, I shake my head.
''No, you haven't.''
''Well, Tim was my boyfriend.''
I am furious! My hands curl into fists and I stiffen. How could she not have told me?
''Calm down, Tobias. We were only dating because my father made us. Or, he made me date Tim, Tim wanted to date me. It was this whole thing once you had left that one of the Eatons would marry me. So once you left, Tim was the next best thing is what I recall them saying.'' Tris says soothingly, doing her best to calm me down.
''One of the Eatons? What? How the hell is that weasel related to me?'' I ask.
''He's your cousin. His dad's name is Gerard. Nope? Doesn't ring any bells? Okay then.'' Tris replies, trying to coax a memory out of me even though there are none there.
''I need to talk to that weasel.'' I say, rolling up my sleeves. I am prepared to beat that little weasel up.
''Tobias, don't.'' Tris pleads.
''Yeah, Tobias, don't.'' A voice says from the doorway.
How does he know where I live?
How did he get in here?
A/N Sorry for leaving it on a Cliff Hanger there, I know I said I wouldn't but I couldn't resist it. Besides, it means that you have more to look forward to when I come back. Don't worry, you'll live whilst I'm away. Don't forget to tell me what my quote was from in my first A/N because the first two people who get it right will get a shoutout.
Peace out Pansycakes
-AJ
