I was in a white room. I could see clearly, but my eyes were closed. I could walk around, but I was in a coffin.
Then I saw a figure, a long way away. I squinted before I cold make out Tobias's shape. I got up and ran towards him. "Tobias!"
He hugged me. "Tris! How was the party?"
"Great, then horrible." I sighed.
"It's horrible for me, too, because you're going to leave me." He said sadly.
"No, I'm not." I said. "Mr. Schravitz kidnapped me."
He stared at me. "Mr. Schravitz? Bianca's dad?"
"Yep." I grimaced. "Christina was there too. She didn't even try to stop him!" My tears were flowing now.
"I'm sure Chris was innocent, Tris." Tobias kissed me.
I wanted to just get away from all my problems. So I kissed him back.
I screamed, because I was being pulled away. I was being woken up. When I looked at Tobias, I saw the same story. He was being pulled to the world of the awake.
"I love you Tris." He said, before we woke up.
"I don't understand, Mr. Schravitz!" I said as soon as I woke up.
"Don't understand what, Trissy?" he smiled faintly.
"Why am I here, Mr. Schravitz? And what does any of this have to do with Bianca, or Peter, and most of all Chris?"
"First of all, don't call me Mr. Schravitz." He said, bored. "Call me Mr. Hart. Of course, it's only one in lots of fake names, but it's the one you'll know me most by."
"Hello, Tris." Bianca grinned, finally stepping into the dim light. "Welcome to the land of the awake. Did you have a nice sleep?"
"Like you'd care." I spat. "What's up with Chris?"
"Your Chrissy is fine, darling." Peter smirked, stepping into the light on the opposite side of me. My eyes slowly adjusted to the light.
"You." I hissed. "I'll kill you, I swear..."
"Ha, like you could." He scoffed. "I bet I could sit on you now and you couldn't do anything about it." It as only then that I realized that I was chained to the floor.
"You wouldn't dare."
"Challenge accepted." He took off his pants and, only in his boxers, sat on my waist. I growled at him, and he smiled back.
"You're here for our army, of course." Hart continued, finally answering my question. "And besides, Peter needed a new plaything. He wore out Carly... she needs about a two-week recharge."
"Such a pretty plaything I've never come to before." Peter purred, as if his hands weren't going up my shirt. "I had to wait three whole days - three whole days, Tris - before Dad would let me wake you up. I played with you while you were asleep - but it's much more fun if you're awake." He pushed down on my chest, and I cried out - he had put on weight!
"I had to befriend Chris, of course." Bianca said. "I had to make her trust me, so I became her best friend... and she eventually told me all about you. I drugged her with serum so she wouldn't react when Dad took care of you. She also was drugged with memory serum, so she won't remember anything when she's brought in for questioning about our mysterious disappearance."
I grumbled as I felt Peter harden, and he squeezed in answer. I bit back a scream. "What army, Hart?"
"The army against Abnegation, and if we eliminate Divergents in the process..." Hart shrugged. "It's all good - two birds with one stone. We know you're a Divergent, Trissy... we could use you."
"Who's giving you my information?" I gritted my teeth as Peter's hands went into my jeans. "I never told Chris..."
"Eric, of course." Hart laughed. "He's a co-worker of mine... retired, of course, but he still helps me. Those who don't cooperate in my army, of course, have to be put down."
I screamed as Peter played with my under parts. "P-put down?"
"Yes. Put down... forced into submission or killed." Bianca shrugged. I shrieked at Peter smirked at me, and he got harder. I squirmed uncomfortably, but he held me down fast.
"My son is a good dominant." Hart said fondly.
"Yes, Tris. Peter is my brother. Did you not suspect?" Bianca said sweetly, holding my hand. "You will join our army. Or Peter will make you."
His hands ran across the top of his boxers, and I closed my eyes tight as I slipped, once more, into darkness. Into sleep.
Maybe sleeping was better than being awake.
