Me: "Tori! You know what to say!"
Tori: "Kat doesn't own Divergent! She's not skilled enough to do that!"
Me: "Thanks, Tori!"
Tori: "No problem, now I gotta go help Six! She's in a bit of a panic."
Me: "Alright, good luck Tori!"
Chapter 6
Shopping
Amar:
"Yeah-" Tori began but was cut off by a groan emitting from my bedroom, indicating to us that Six was finally awake.
I groaned as I woke up, noticing that I'm in a foreign bed and was about to bolt upright, but Amar and Tori quickly entered the room and it calmed me a bit.
"What happened…?" I asked in a shaky voice, trying to sit up, but still slightly too weak from the amount of blood loss.
Tori sighed, "You fainted from blood loss while Amar was looking for me. You were bleeding badly, but I managed to stitch and clean up all the cuts." She began, "I'm sorry if this is blunt, but, Six, were you abused back in Abnegation?" Tori asked softly, trying not to scare me.
I just nodded, a single tear escaping my eyes that were shut tight. "My dad… Marcus… beat me and my mom…" I began quietly, spitting out the word dad as if it was venom, "That's why my mom's dead… He killed her… and he's slowly killing me… maybe not physically… anymore… but he's still killing me… mentally…" I continued, voice shaky, weak and croaky from keeping my cries silent.
Tori and Amar moved around the bed and sat on either side of me. They hugged me, trying to comfort me, and I leaned into Tori's side, finding more comfort from the woman, but also trying not to flinch away from Amar. I want to trust him, but that's gonna take a long time before I can trust a man again. I trust the Priors… maybe one day I can trust Amar as well… I thought as I finally let myself cry as I relived the many beatings that had lead to my mother's death and myself being mentally destroyed…
"We're here for you, Six. we're your friends, and we'll be your new family." Amar whispered as he held me. I just nodded, tired and too weak to say anything. "Get some sleep Six, you need it."
Tori nodded and added, "Maybe later, when your scars are healed, I can get you a tattoo to cover your entire back." She suggested, earning another grateful nod from me as the two adults leaned me back down onto the bed,
"Get some sleep Six, we're here for you." Tori and Amar promised as my eyes fluttered shut not even two minutes after my head reached the pillow of Amar's bed.
/Nightmare:Begin\
I woke up in her Abnegation bedroom, just to find my father screaming at me to get up. I quickly crawled out of the bed, ignoring the searing pain in my back. I swiftly got dressed after wrapping the wounds covering my back. I gingerly made my way downstairs just to find my father standing there, growling.
"What is this!" He shouted, pointing at a small blood splatter on the hardwood floor that hadn't cleaned last night. "I told you to clean up after your filthy self! You're such a selfish little brat making me clean up after you're a piece of shit self!" He growled, pulling off his belt and looping it around his hand.
I instantly turned around and knelt down, lifting the shirt over my head, and the whipping began. I screamed in pain as the belt slammed against my back and ripped into my skin, causing blood to spurt out of the new and reopened wounds. The more I screamed the worse the whipping became.
I started shaking and began to hear someone shouting "Six!" at me, but I couldn't see who. "Six! Wake up!" The voice called urgently as I began shaking even more.
/Nightmare:End\
I shot up in the bed and was about to collapse by the sudden movement, but was kept upright by two pairs of hands that lead to the concerned Tori and Amar. "Six, are you alright?" Tori asked as I began to silently cry at the nightmare. It wasn't really a nightmare, more of a flashback, a memory of a moment in time where I didn't have an escape.
I collapsed into Tori's arms and silently cried in her shoulder as Amar leaned around us and held us both, "Do you want to talk about it, Six?" Amar whispered, sincerity evident in each word he spoke.
"I… it was a memory… a memory of my amazing childhood," I laughed humorlessly as the tears kept dripping, "I think I was maybe eleven or twelve… I can't remember… But I had hadn't been able to clean up the blood off the floor from my last beating… And Marcus got mad and he… he whipped me… You woke me up before it continued," I added, still crying, "But that day, it was one of the worst beatings I had ever got… And right after he beat me, Marcus threw me into the closet… I think I slammed my back into something sharp that was in there… possibly a nail…" I finished, laughing humorlessly and smiling slightly sadistically at the memory as if trying to defend myself from the recollection of the terrible beating I had received that day.
The two adults held me even tighter as I retold the story, "You know, you could report your- Marcus for child and domestic abuse." Tori suggested, "No one would think you're a coward, they would think you're brave for standing up to that man."
I shook at the thought of telling everyone that I was abused. I shook at the thought of revealing who Marcus really is and possibly being in danger from it. I shook my head, no, scared of the outcome of what would happen if I reported Marcus, scared of the way others would treat me. "I… I can't… Everyone will treat me differently… Marcus… if he's not executed then he'll escape and come after me… I'm not strong enough to fight him… I'll never be able to fight him…" I mumbled into Tori's shoulder, shivering at the thought of what Marcus would do to me if I revealed the real him to the world.
Tori nodded in understanding as Amar sighed, "I understand your reasoning, Six. Anyway, we should get going, we don't need the leaders questioning why an initiate is with their instructor." Tori stated, "And if I recall, Shauna and Lauren should be going to take you shopping in about an hour." She added.
I sighed, "That's true, but I don't want to go... except I need more clothes." I grumbled as I slowly stood up, being careful to not tear the new stitches that Tori so graciously did. "I'll see you guys around... Thank you, both of you." I added as I quickly hugged them both goodbye before leaving Amar's apartment.
I swiftly made my way through the Dauntless hallways and back to the dorm room, hoping to be able to change before Shauna comes to get Lauren and me to take us shopping. I quickly arrived at the dorms and quietly entered, gingerly moving towards my bed where an extra two outfits lay beneath. I ignored the other initiates in the room and I quickly pulled another tight, black shirt with a sweetheart neckline over the shirt I had on already. I pulled my arms into the shirt underneath and pulled it down, like a skirt, to avoid showing my scars. I didn't bother changing out of my jeggings and pulled my hair back into a neater high ponytail.
Right as I finished getting ready, Shauna stormed into the dorms with Lauren right behind her. "Let's go Six! You need new clothes, now!" The girls called as Shauna grabbed my wrist and dragged me over to them.
I grumbled and tried to yank my arm out of Shauna's grasp. "Can you let go of me, please?" I growled at Shauna, causing Lauren and Shauna to look at me with shock, but I just glared.
Shauna finally let go of me, "We have to hurry, you need new clothes." Shauna stated with a smile, causing me to groan.
"If this shopping lasts more than an hour, I'm ditching," I stated.
The girls grumbled but didn't say anything else, they just proceded to grab both my arms and drag me to the shopping center in Dauntless compound. Lauren and Shauna instantly dragged us into a shop full of casual clothing, split in half, one side for the girls and the other for the boys. Shauna and Lauren dragged me over to the girls' section and Lauren began looking for clothes for herself.
Shauna instantly began pulling out different skirts, and shirts, and pants, and dresses of all colors excluding Erudite blue, Abnegation grey, Amity red and yellow, and Candor white. Every time she handed me a skirt or a dress or a frilly, revealing shirt, or some short ass pants, I would put them back as she reached for another piece of clothing.
"Stop putting everything I give you back on the rack," Shauna groaned, annoyed that I had ended up putting every single thing she had handed me back onto the rack with the rest.
I growled and retorted with a glare, "If you want me to stop then actually give me clothes that I like." Shauna sighed and looked at me as if asking me what I want, and I took the opportunity. I moved down the rack, pulling out different shirts, vests, and pants in many different shades of black. The pants reached up to my ankles and were also sometimes longer, while the shirts were short sleeved and covered my upper half. Shauna glared at all the clothes I picked up as if she hates my fashion sense. Soon I had a pile of comfortable shirts, vests, and pants of every shade of black and could be worn for really anything that isn't formal or dressy.
"You have the worst fashion sense ever," Shauna finally growled at me, as she eyed the pile of fabrics in my hands. I looked at her and nodded, agreeing with her because everything in my arms would cover everything aside from my arms and they were all different shades of dark grey and black. "Can you at least try on something I give you?" She asked, but glared as I shook my head no and left to join Lauren as she moved towards the changing rooms to try on the many different clothes we had both picked up.
Lauren and I entered two stalls next to each other as Shauna sat outside after telling us to come out to show her the different outfits. I changed into one of the many black t-shirts and a pair of black stretchy jeans that I could easily run in and put one of the many vests on top. I stepped out of the stall at the same time as Lauren and looked at her, she wore a dark grey vest that wasn't zipped up all the way and had on her own pair of stretchy jeans, but they were a very dark blue shade.
"Damn, girls, you look hot," Shauna stated as she looked over us both. She then began suggesting different ways to change the outfits and make us 'hotter', "Both of you lose the shirt and just have the vest on and you'd look so hot. Also, tighter jeans that will hug you both would look amazing," She squealed.
Lauren nodded to her fashion advice, but I just sighed, not caring about looking hot and just wanting something comfortable, and that's exactly what I said, "I don't care if I'm hot or not, I just need something comfortable."
Shauna glared, but relented and told us to change into another outfit, and so we did. Lauren and I kept changing into different outfits to show Shauna. Lauren allowed her to help her with her style, while I ignored everything Shauna told me and just wore anything and everything I found comfortable.
"God, you have a terrible fashion sense, Six," Shauna stated for maybe the hundredth time as we finally left the shopping center. I was only carrying four bags, meanwhile, Shauna and Lauren both had at least five on each arm.
I finally snapped, sick of everything Shauna's been saying this entire trip. "Well, what do you expect from a former Stiff? You expect me to change every fucking thing I do just after one day of being Dauntless? You expect me to wear slutty ass shit when all I care about at this moment is getting past initiation and getting myself a life!" I growled at her and spun around, storming away.
Lauren only shouted after me as I left, but she did nothing else, and that spoke louder than anything she could have ever done. I thought I found a friend in Lauren, someone who could understand, but clearly I didn't, clearly, she prefers Shauna over me, clearly, she isn't my friend. Neither of them are true friends and after today, neither of them will be my friends.
A/N:
Why yes, Shauna's a little bitch, and yes, Lauren did just leave Six for Shauna, and yes, Six has anger issues and trust issues and the only people she trusts are Amar and Tori. Also, I know I said that this chapter would be longer, and I'm sorry, I'm not very good at writing about people going shopping so I made it short. Anyway, have a great day guys, hope you enjoyed!
