You guys are great, whenever I see a review or that someone is following me/the story my heart warms a little I still am not the amazingly talented Veronica Roth. Also did you guys notice that URIAH ISN'T GOING TO BE IN THE DIVERGENT FILM?!
We jump off the train together and though I know he might not mean anything by it or he's just pretending for the sake of this dare, it makes my heart pound a little faster.
I'm walking down the streets that I grew up on, that I had just been walking on two weeks ago coming home from the aptitude test that seems like forever ago now. How could this life have once been mine? This life where everyone is sitting quietly in their living rooms reading or knitting like I know my mother is doing for the factionless. Now my life consists of running around the Pit with my friends to go get tattoos and clothes and make as much noise as possible. As I look at these cracked streets I remember the memories I have growing up here, when Caleb and I almost played games before I father called us selfish.
We approach my house and Tobias says, "You really don't have to do this. They won't know back at the Dauntless Compound whether you went through with it or not."
"I know that." But you'll know. I think. And I don't want you to think I'm a coward.
I knock on what used to be my door three times. Thankfully my mother answers, "Beatrice! And Four isn't it?"
"Yeah, hi Mom." I say with a little less enthusiasm.
"Come in, come in." She ushers us into the sitting room where my father is reading the newspaper, figures.
"Beatrice!" My father say, suddenly getting up, but I just tell him to sit back down. "What are you doing here and who is he?" Now instead of surprised he looks annoyed. I see that he's still upset that I left Abnegation for Dauntless, but now he also looks upset that I brought home a boy from Dauntless.
"Darling, this is Four! One of Beatrice's trainers!" My mother cuts in. My dad just grunts.
"Trainers, what do you guys need trainers for?"
"So that we can survive and beat each other up." He looks up shocked to see that I'm dead serious, but then he looks at me carefully and sees that I still have a bruise healing on my cheek.
"Anyways, not only is Four my trainer, we've also been dating…"
"Wait, you're seeing this young man, how old is he?" My father asks.
"I'm 18, sir." Tobias say.
"What faction do you come from Tobias?" My father looks at him suspiciously.
"Ummm."
"Yes, Four, is that a nickname?" My father asks. "So what faction?"
"Abnegation." Tobias finally relents.
"So let's think of all the Abnegation transfers we've had in the past few years. We had only three this year. Last year two. And the year before that three, but only one went to Dauntless." My father starts walking around Tobias. "Marcus' son, Tobias."
"Yes, I'm Tobias, but I don't like to be associated with Marcus." He spits out the name.
"Abandoned his father to be by himself and now he comes here to tell us that he's dating our daughter—"
"Actually dad, we're getting married." I interject.
"WHAT?!" My dad yells then runs out the front door.
"Where's he going Mom?" I ask.
"Probably to get Marcus." My mother says. I don't know what past Tobias and Marcus have, if the newspaper articles are true then it isn't good.
"Mom, we were playing a game at the Dauntless Compound, Four and I aren't actually going out and definitely aren't getting married, alright? Tell Dad that when he gets back and tell him I love him and that I'm sorry. I love you." I say in a rush.
"Will do Beatrice. Love you Beatrice." My mother says with a smile and tears in her eyes.
"Let's run Tobias." I saw and we do, but not fast enough that we don't see my dad bring Marcus out of his house, both looking infuriated.
"BEATRICE COME BACK HERE!" My father yells, probably waking up all of Abnegation. But I just keep running hand in hand with Tobias back to the trains.