Tris POV

I jolted awake.

I had just dreamed about Tobias. I realized that it had been at least partially real, unlike the simulations at erudite. I really did talk to Tobias, and he really talked back. I'd have to dream about him more often. I found myself looking forward to that night.

Finally, nighttime came. I hopped into be and turned off the light. Chris was out shopping with Bianca and had invited me, but I wanted to go to sleep as soon as possible.

Finally, I drifted off to sleep. I saw Tobias sitting in a room, and I ran and sat on his lap, and we kissed for who knows how long. I broke apart when I felt it was getting too heated, but Tobias caught me and had me pinned against the wall. Soon it began to get very heated.

Eventually, he pulled away. "Soon you'll have to leave." He said sorrowfully. "And I'll be on my own for a whole day."

I looked down and sighed. "Where are you, Tobias?"

"How am I supposed to know?" He shouted. "I'm freaking asleep!" Suddenly there was more shouting, and I looked around. "It's coming from my end... I have to go. Love you, Tobias."

He may or may not have said "I love you too."


Peter had gotten used to my coming over at night. Finally, a few months after my 16th birthday, I decided it would be our last night.

"Why?" He asked me, obviously hurt.

"It just doesn't feel right..."

"I understand." Ohh, Peter understood. How wonderful. "Well, shouldn't our last night be our best?" I agreed.

We kissed, and things soon heated up. He was fumbling at my shirt's hem, I took it off for him and climbed on top of him on his bed. His jeans were off in a hurry as were mine, and soon I gave into him, letting him be the dominant for our last night. I was always shy when our clothes were off, but Peter never was.

Later I realized that Peter was getting it out of me. He was making me give into him so he could have me. His hands on my waist weren't loving, they were demanding. He wasn't gentle, he was fierce. And I was so caught up in him that I failed to recognize who he was - a monster. A cruel monster.


"What is it?"

I was walking around the corridors of the Erudite compound (volunteering again) when I saw someone yanked into a side room in front of me. I froze and sneaked near the door, which was closed, and listened in.

"But they're Divergent! They're dangerous!"