A/N: So I realize that I haven't posted a new chapter since August. I'm sorry, I suck, I'm a terrible person, and I can't understand what I put you through. On that note, I have been really busy lately. School just got away from me, what worth college applications and trying to avoid senioritus. Also, I cannot count how many times I have written this chapter. I have had serious writer's block, but I have finally managed to beat it. So here is a long over due new chapter.
Tris POV
These past weeks have been crazy. The final week of physical training for the initiates has finally come. They find out their ranks tonight. On top of initiation, Christina had been on a wedding planning rampage. She has dragged to her apartment over a hundred times to look through magazines and make appointments. I tried to tell her that she has a fiancé for all the planning, but she just brushed me off and asked me if I liked peach or cream for the table cloths.
Because of this crazy schedule, Tobias and I haven't really spent much time together. It's not like I haven't tried to plan things, but I'm either busy or Tobias brushes me off. Ever since that night on the train, he's been really distant, but as I said before, I've really been too busy to notice. Of course that doesn't mean that others haven't noticed, which would explain Christian's question she asked me as is walked into her apartment today today to talk about the cuts.
"What's up with you and Four, huh?" She asked before I even shut the door.
"Nothing," I reply unsure of where she was going, "why do you ask?"
She shrugged, "You just haven't spent much time together is all."
"Well we've both been really busy and I've spent all my time, that isn't in the training room, in your apartment."
"Okay, okay. I guess I've just been really on edge and I've been seeing things that aren't there. So," she says, clapping her hands, "we have to ruin someone's life today."
I slightly shrink back from her words even though it's true. "You know that's really not fair that we have to send away all but ten of these kids. What did they ever do you deserve that? I mean not just them, but a lot of the factionless. People like Eric deserve it, but these kids? We turn them away just because we feel they aren't 'worthy'."
Christina nods, "Yeah it sucks, but what are we going to do?"
"Yeah..." We continue in writing the list of the initiates that made it and talking about little wedding details, but her words stick with me. There has to be something I can do, there has to be...
After lunch, Christina and I walk into the training room and set up the chalk board. Only one of ours was cut. All the others are among the dauntless born, but one, one had to be from our group.
It's not like I really thought she was going to make it. She didn't win any of her fights and she wasn't good with any of the weapons, but that is not her fault. When I look at her I see myself. I see a small girl who everybody doubts. A girl who just wanted to find her place, a girl who is soon going to find out that all her hope is gone. Although my heart breaks for her, I have no choice and I need to remain in control of the situation and hope that my plan to fix things will help her later.
As the initiates trickle in I see them all look at the board and sigh with relief when they see their names. Some of them have done the math and know that it's Liv who has to leave.
Soon everyone is here except for Liv. Christina and I wait a little longer for her to show up, but after ten minutes she's still not there.
"Does anyone know where Liv is?" Christina asks, but no one responds.
"I'll go check the dorms," I say and then head for the door. When I get to the dorms I walk in unsurprised to find Liv sitting on her bunk, crying. I move over and sit down next to her.
"Liv, what are you doing here?" I ask.
She wipes her eyes and looks at me. "I knew I was going to get cut. I just knew it. I couldn't stand in there and face everybody as they judged me. I just couldn't."
I put a hand on her back. "Live, I hate to say this now, but I have to ask you to pack up your things and be on the train platform by four." She nods and moves to start packing up her things, and I leave her to her solitude.
I make it back to the training room, but I pause before I enter. Sobs break out of my chest and I step into one of the side hallways. I let the anger and the sadness take over for a minute. Then I compose myself and step back into the training room.
A/N: Soooo... I thought it would be nice to see a more emotional side of Tris. Also I realize I haven't really elaborated on the wedding since Christina got engaged. The wedding will be happening soon, and there's some good stuff in the works for Tris and Tobias coming up too! Until later (which won't be 4 months this time I promise).