Story changed to M rating.

Tris

(Time skip, Dinner)

I. Hate. Initiates.

I swear they're getting more annoying by the day.

I barge through the double doors, hearing a loud bang as it it hits the stone walls. I storm to our table noticing stares looking right at me.

"WHAT YOU LOOKIN' AT!"I scream.

Everyone immediately looks away, some who are scared.

I growl and slump at our usual table.

"What's got your pants in a knot?" Christina asks.

I put my head in my hands and mumble: 'initiates'.

"Wasn't Four helping you?"

"No," I reply annoyed," He had a shift in the control room,"

"Not anymore," A voice says behind me.

I jump up and wrap my arms and legs around him.

"Never leave me!" I whine.

He chuckles,"That bad huh,"

"Mmhm,"

We sit down again, and eat our hamburgers.

Once we've finished, Tobias and I head back to our apartment. Talking and making each other laugh along the way.

We get halfway before I groan remembering something.

"What?" Tobias asks.

"I have a meeting in half an hour," I sulk pouting," Or perhaps I may have just gotten ill over a span of an I a few hours," I say with a mischievous grin.

"You know you have to go Trissy," He laughs.

I sigh and he kisses my lips.

"Go," He says," I'll see you tonight,"

I nod and head to the meeting room.

The meeting was once again uneventful, at least Eric wasn't there. For the tenth time. I'm starting to suspect something fishy going on, I can't quite place it though.

I'm walking back, crossing the chasm along the way. When I hear running footsteps coming my way. Before I can react, two figures run my way, flooring me on my stomach.

The first sits on my butt and pins my arms above my head. The second kneels on my calfs pinning them down.

"Get off me," I growl.

"Why would we, I'm finally getting what I want,"

The voice makes me cringe, Brendan, with his slave Seymour.

"Get your FUCKING ASS OF ME INITIATE!" I yell getting angrier by the second.

"No," He says simply.

He spins me so I'm facing upwards. He starts groping my chest. I struggle underneath begging him to stop. He doesn't. I scream only to be covered by his hand.

He's about to do... it, when I bite his hand and scream as loud as I can. I feel a sharp blow beingenforced on my temple, making me dizzy and dazed.

He attempts again, but stopped a second before. The two men a pushed off me. I look up to see a dark skinned man and sparkly, sapphire eyes.

Before everything blanks out.

Sorry :)

Send ideas and I'll use a few of them...

Hopefully.

The name Seymour was suggested by my brother. I didn't really know how to say it either.

~MusicBooksAndPassion X