I don't own Divergent, Veronica Roth does.
Chris and I sit in the tattoo parlour waiting for my turn. My hands are trembling, I can't turn back now. I'm 16 and permanently scarring my body, but this is who I am now. I am dauntless and I forever will be. When I leave this will be a small part of me I can keep. Forever.
"Tris, are you shaking?" Chris asks.
"Well, yeah, it's painful right?" I reply hiding my commitment issues.
"Well, for a minute, but then it's just a numb throb and then, well, you have it! You won't regret it, you'll look amazing."
"Yeah, sure. Amazing, that's the word." I stare down at my feet worried.
"Don't be so harsh on yourself, Tris. "
"Who's next?" A voice calls, from the door walks a figure I've seen before. Tori. The lady from my first day, but I thought she says she works at the school?
"Well hello again." She says, "Do you want a tattoo?"
"Well of course, yeah, I just don't know what to get." I stutter.
"Well, come through here and we'll look through the sketches." I stand up and walk through the door. I can't back down now. She sits down next to me and pulls open the pad, there are thousands of drawings; majestic eagles, detailed palms, spiders, you name it, it's probably there. Still, there's nothing here that grips me.
"Any idea what you want Tris?" Tori queries.
"No, none what so ever."
"Well, there must be something. I'll get the needle ready whilst we wait." as Tori wanders around she picks up pieces needed for this.
"What's that tattoo mean?" I ask.
"What the bird?" On her is the most beautiful black and white bird with a red eye which follows you around the room," It symbolises the dark, if you must know it's a fear I got over." So she has a tattoo of a fear, the seems... strange, but I like it. Suddenly, I know what I want.
"Tori, I know what I want." I state.
"That's good, come here and sketch it out for me. " I walk over to the blank paper and outline three flying birds," Birds?" She asks.
"Yeah, I'm not... a huge fan of crows, or being alone, I'm not scared of it, but it's new. So three birds, one for each member of family I left behind." I point to my collar bone, "Can I have it here?"
"Well, Tris sit down, I'll get to work right away." The needle starts to buzz and suddenly is contacting my skins, it pricks and stings, but nothing too much, not screaming, no wanting to back down.
The deed is done.
Tori holds a mirror up so I can see how it looks. I run my fingers over the patches of now black skin, it hurts to touch, but it looks strange, it fits in with me though. I suit it, instantly I want to get more, I can feel this might become an addiction.
I emerge from the doors to see excitement of Chris.
"What did you get?" She squeals. I lift the bandage off my skin and show my three birds,"Tris, they look great. What do they mean."
"They're crows, one for each member of family I left behind. "
"That's amazing. I love it. I'm sure everyone else will."
"Yeah, I'm sure all the teachers will love this tattoo that's on show with almost all the outfits you bought me." I reply sarcastically.
"Well Tris, you'll look like one of us, you're no worse than Uriah. "
"Yeah, Sure, whatever."
An hour of so later we sit in our dorm room talking.
"So what do you guys think?" Christina asks the group.
"Well, good job hiding that everyday." Uri smirks.
"Just my thoughts," I reply. As general chatter once more descends upon the group, I look down to check my phone.
"Tris can you possible skype us later? It's been a while. Text us when you can." Mom texts. 10 minutes ago. I'll reply now and take the laptop out of the room whilst these guys talk.
"Yeah, sure, I'm free now. I'll give you a ring."
"Guys, I'm gonna ring my parents on Skype, I'll just go sit in the bathroom or something."
"Tris, do you want to use our Wifi? It's empty in our room," Four offers.
"Well, that would be great, but I can't just go in there, sit and use your wifi."
"Yeah you can, I'll take you down if you want," he insists.
"Well, okay, sure, thanks." I swipe up my laptop as we leave.
"Bye guys, " I say as we leave, no one notices us leaving, but Uri who gives me a look. I scowl back. No.
Four's room's neat, despite him sharing it with Zeke. On one wall Fear God Alone is painted in red.
"This is my bed," He says pointing to the wall with Fear God Alone painted on.
"So, should I sit on Zeke's bed? " I ask.
"I don't mind, but Zeke probably does, you should probably sit down next to me." He smirks. I sit myself down and turn on Skype, positioning the frame avoiding Four. I press the call button.
"Hello honey," Mom says.
"Hello," I reply.
"How's school?"
"It's great I love it here." keep the tattoos hidden, I pull up my top.
"I knew you would."
"Have you made any friends?" She asks in a condescending fashion. Four lets out a laugh and I elbow him, he needs to keep it down, " Is one there now?"
"Well, yeah, Mom, this is Four." I turn the screen towards Four and he smiles.
"Oh, like the number." I turn the screen towards me avoiding Four who lets out a sigh.
"Yes Mom, like the number," who doesn't ask that question when they meet him.
"How... Interesting. Are there any other of your little friends there?"
"Little?" I smirk, " No, just Four. "
"Just Four?" she looks slightly worried. He's like a brother. A brother. Like a better version Caleb.
"Well, the rest are in my room and I decided to talk to you."
"Oh, so you're in his room?" She asks, giving me a scowl.
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