The next day, I tried to get in touch with Tobias... with no luck.

He cut me off, time and time again. Every day - for a month, 31 nights with Peter abusing me - was the same - until I was paired with him in Self-Defense.

"Tobias. " I told him. He kept walking towards me, glaring at my stomach. I walked past him, grabbing his arm and forcing him to face me. He whirled around and punched my stomach. I doubled over and he pushed my head hard, his nails digging into the place where, the night before, Peter had pulled my hair - hard. I fell to my knees and then on my back; I could feel my knee dislocate.

"Tobias..." I whispered, darkness sliding into my vision. "Please..."


"I didn't know I was that strong." Tobias was telling me as I woke up. When he saw me awake, he backed away, making his voice harsh. "You're so fragile! More than when I was teaching you to fight. Why? Why are there scratches and bruises all over your body? What did you do

to yourself?" His voice cracked.

"Ask yourself!" I snapped, my anger returning. "You're the one who posted that comment about hating and dumping me!"

"What the..." he dug out his phone and scrolled through Tumblr, finally coming to the comment by Four_Tobias. He looked up, disgust in his face. "I don't know who sent the message, but it was not me."

"You're on the Sara-Drew account!" I accused him, barely making out the little icon.

"Well, yeah." He shrugged. "I'm editing all of these dumb messages to say stuff like 'we all loveeee Tris' and stuff like that. I broke into the account." He explained. "If someone starts freaking out over Tumblr, that's probably Sara-Drew or one of her followers... and then I beat them up." Suddenly, red flashed on his screen, and on my screen too. The TV in my room flared to life.

"DANGEROUS KIDNAPER ESCAPED FROM CHICAGO PRISON DANGEROUS KIDNAPER ESCAPED FROM CHICAGO PRISON BELIEVED TO BE RAISING A FAMILY TRUST NO ONE DANGEROUS" The messagd repeated itself over and over again before Tobias turned off the television.

"You can trust me." Tobias whispered.

"Peter's dad is a powerful businessman, like your dad." I remembered. "Or so he claims. "

"There's only one way to find out." Tobias cracked his knuckles. "Break into the storage computers."