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Tris POV
My mind reverberates with the shriek of my disturbed thoughts, it's painful to fight off my own mind. I feel as if I'm trapped in my own mental asylum. Tobias barely pulls me out my day dream by kissing me in a desperate attempt to wake my chillingly still face, of course, his methods worked.
"I need you to explain this one more time. The first time you were just spazzing out and shaking like crazy." Tobias' tempestuous eyes are flooded with concern as he searches my face.
"Alright, they are in a hidden closet. At first, I didn't realize it, but it makes so much sense. The guest room, the room where the screams come from, they are inside there. Do you remember the large white TV console attached to the wall? Well, it's not really what it seems. See, I noticed that one of the vertical boards next to the television looked ever-so-slightly worn and I couldn't figure out why. It's because it's a handle. You grip it and pull the whole shelf out and towards the left a little, it swings open like a door. Behind the part of console that comes off the wall, there is one step and a miniature hallway. After like two feet in, the room extends maybe ten feet back and ten feet to each of your sides. The room is lined in shelves and mirrors and tables, the room is literally half the size of my bedroom. I remembered that Chrissy's mom has literally the same exact thing in her room. We used to hide in there as kids, play hide and seek, or when my parents would come to pick me up we would hide in there in attempt to play longer. I just can't believe I didn't think of that earlier." I begin to shake my head when Uriah speaks up.
"All in favor of Tris being way smarter than the rest of us, raise your hand." Uriah obediently raises his hand and the other boys follow.
"Are you kidding? It was obvious, I'm not smarter than any of you! Plus I'm sure you'll all end up saving my life one way or another.
"Aw hell naw!" Zeke's voice just cracks me up and I relinquish my desire to win this argument with them.
"Can we just go now?" Tobias sounds impatient, he's tapping his foot and his blackening eyes don't linger on anything for more than a few seconds.
"Well, we kind of need to get armed. This is going to require arresting to large guys and a girl; all in their own home, so, let's get weapons." Zeke flashes me a small smile but I start to panic.
"What, will they like, fight? Do I, do I have to injure someone? This is freaking me out." My mind goes to chaos and I imagine a death by gunshot.
"Trissy, calm down, you trained for this, remember? Here, let's do hand to hand to combat, alright? It'll come back to you, promise." Tobias smirks his legendary smirk and winks an eye in a way I can only describe as bringing me chills. I feel like training was so long ago, I have matured and grown into a person I'm starting to feel lie is myself. Tobias moves a chair and side table and tells me on three to fight him and to try to pin the other person for ten seconds. My mind relaxes as he counts to three. The hand to hand combat begins and my movements feel, swift, graceful, and natural. I use my leverage to knock his knees and push my body weight up and over home. Within only a minute of fighting, I have him pinned. I raise an eyebrow at his surprised face. "Babe, that was really good." His eyes melt me and he leans in to kiss me. His hand cradles the back of my head and before I know it he's pinned on top of me. He sits up, still holding my arms and legs down, and I feel tricked. "First rule of combat, never, ever, let your opponent distract you." He smirks again, pecks my nose, and releases me.
"Well that was bullshit." I grumble and whine but he slyly ignores me.
I use the knocker, allowing a boom to follow and fill the house with yet another daunting sound. I move my hand to brush over the gun tucked in the back of my waist band and I bend down to check the knife hidden in the inner side of each of my combat boots. Ironic, huh? I have items for combat in my coincidentally named boots. A minute of useless daydreaming passes, and a large figure with menacing green eyes reaches the door and greets us warmly. Tobias outstretches his hand.
"Peter, correct? I'm Four, and if you wouldn't mind, we'd like to look around again." Tobias smiles and I swear, he is so, so charming.
"Of course, I'll be in the kitchen, same as yesterday." Peter nodded slightly and left to his psychotic chamber.
"You ready?" Zeke seems concerned for my emotion health, they all do. I nod, but I doubt my confidence. We cautiously pass every door making our way up to the back room and we enter in what feels like slow motion. My mind wanders and I wait for someone to jump out of nowhere and shoot me. I hope that never happens, it would be an unfortunate death.
"Tris, since you figured it out, do you wanna do the honors?" Tobias' face argues that he'll go before me if I'm afraid, but I don't need to be protected. My mind screams no, but my irrational, impulsive side overrides me to nod my head. I walk to the shelves and look at it to be sure. I find the worn part of the shelf and place my hand on it. I pray for it to open, because otherwise, I'll look like the most stupid person on Earth. My sweaty palms grip the painted wood and I have to close my eyes, I begin to pull, but the shelf stays put. My eyes fly open and I panic. "Here, I'll help you." Tobias moves swiftly and grabs the wood. He pulls and I see the muscles in his arm bulge and twist as the console begins to swing out as a door. The silence overwhelms me and I step into the exact closet I imagined, I walk in and turn around to see two girls sitting, not gagged or anything, but on what reminded me of a leash so that they couldn't reach the door, just enough slack to sit and move around a little. My jaw drops as they stare at me with a gleaming of fright and faith. I loud boom comes from what I suspect is the guest bedroom door and three sets of footsteps seethe into the room like a surge of darkness, relinquishing the electricity. I snake my head around to look out the crack and Tobias looks at me for a split second. His face says to stay silent and stay ready. He kicks the door shut and I bunker out of sight and tell the girls what's happening. Stay calm. Stay calm. Don't panic, stay calm.
I feel mean. Am I mean for leaving you like this? Well l tried, so I hope so. REVIEW. 10 for daily updates; Just a Dream didn't get 10 today so no update today for that sorryyyyyyy. Also, for those of you who think these closets are unrealistic and are only in Harry Potter movies, YOU ARE WRONG. One of my close friends' mom has a closet like this! I actually based the whole idea off of it because it's so discrete and cool! Anyways, read, review, and enjoy!
