Chapter 10:
Tris POV:
Pain.
Pain.
Tears.
Pain.
Tears.
Hope.
Pain.
28 hours 32 minutes and 28 seconds. That is how long I have been counting since I was kidnapped. A whole day I have been stuck in this dark place. I see nothing but darkness. I am tied to a pole and can feel the rope dig into my wrist every time I pull. The pole is in the middle of the room but I know the door is behind me. I don't see light except for when the door opens behind me and they come in.
After all this time I don't know their names. I just know one has a piercing on his eyebrow. I could see the bump through his mask. Everybody else I can only see their eyes. Brown, Green, Brown, Grey, Hazel, and Black?
28 hours 33 minutes and 56 seconds the door opens. I see a figure in the light coming towards me. Then the cool metal pressed to my head like always. The gun. A guns bullet that can pierce through the skull in a matter of seconds.
"You know the drill" he says. I look up at his eyes and see the bump. The eyebrow pierce guy. His voice sounds like it was 16 hours ago.
Then I feel the leather on my wrist. Making the white hot pain shooting up my arm. I can't cry or he will shoot. I can't try or he will shoot. I can't talk or he will shoot. Maybe he should shoot.
I am losing hope. He took may mask and ripped and tore it. The tracking device is now gone. They can't find me now. If they can it could be too late. 28 hours 43 minutes and 23 seconds. It has only been that long and yet I feel like this torture has lasted months. Even if I could I don't have the strength to try to use my power. Then the knife is up against my skin as it drags to make marks on my wrists. I bite my tongue.
I think of Four. I think of his smile. I think of his voice. I think of his eyes. The eyes that show pain but determination. Sometime I yell in my head for him. Hoping and praying he can hear. That my yell is strong enough for him to hear. I yell for him to look for a house with a dark basement. I know deep inside he can't hear me. I never will know. My hope is going down each second.
The door shuts and he leaves. I feel the blood run down my wrist making me a little more light headed.
30 hours 15 minutes and 46 seconds.
Pain.
Hope.
Darkness.
Why me?
A/N:
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I hope you liked this short chapter. I wrote it for fandom day and also based on how I am feeling. I need to write to get me emotions out and what better way but to write a kidnap chapter!
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Luv, Mystery