A/N Who grabbed Tris? Hopefully not Eric...

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Chapter 10

I react on instinct. I pull the person's arm forward, bringing their body closer. Then I elbow their sternum hard.

"Tris, stop!" Four groans. I release him immediately and he stumbles back into the wall, his hand pressed against his sternum.

"Oh, God, Four!" I exclaim. "I'm so sorry! I didn't think it was you!"

"It's fine." Four replied. Then, a smirk creeped across his features.

"Good moves. Whoever taught you knows what they're doing." He's laughing. I grin.

"Oh you know." Then my smile fades. "But you came to find me for a reason." I say quietly.

I don't want to talk about what he wants to know, but I can at least let him ask questions.

"What are you hiding?" Four asks, getting strait to the point.

"Well, see, it's a secret. Well, they're secrets." I reply.

"There's more than one?" He asks.

"Well they're all kind of intertwined." I say. "I mean I've got someone's secret, which is also my secret, and then I've got a whole other secret." I feel relief for sharing that, even though I basically said nothing that Four couldn't figure out for himself.

"That was so vague, I can't even help you." Four replied, and he sounded almost upset.

"But I told you. I don't need your help." I try to explain. "I guess I just want you to hear what little I tell you."

"Oh. Okay." Four says. "Well, any time you want to tell me something..."

I am suddenly aware of footsteps. A group. They're coming this way.

I peek over Four's shoulder to see who.

Jeannine. Followed by Eric and, to my surprise - and horror, Peter.

"Damn." I mutter.

Eric says something quietly to Peter and Jeannine, causing them to nod. That's how I know they're here to torment me.

Sure enough, when they reach us, they stop.

"Be- oh right! It's Tris!" Jeannine says. Eric and Peter literally snicker. I seriously want to punch their faces.

"Hello Jeannine." I say. My voice sounds bored. Almost flat.

"How do you like Dauntless?" She asks.

"Good." I answer carefully. "I'm learning a lot. The freedom is nice."

"You know Tris," Jeannine says. "I know things about you." Getting right to the point.

A cold sweat shivers down my spine. I clear my throat to keep my voice from cracking when I speak.

"What things?" I question.

"I know you're not supposed to be here right now." She answers.

"Wait. What do you mean?" Four, who has been quiet this entire time interjects. "What's she talking about, Tris?"

"I have no idea." I say, faking confusion.

"Cut the crap, Tris." Jeannine snaps. "I know you know what I'm talking about. I also know your real name."

"Do you know why I transferred?"

"No." She admitted.

"Good." I say. "Let's keep it that way. What else do you know?"

"I know everything about your friend. I know who it is. I know their past. Do you miss your friend?"

"Yeah. Sure I do." A lump forms in my throat when she mentions Tobias. I'm glad that Jeannine left no way for Four to figure out who we were talking about. She made it seem as though I was the one who left, even though he was.

Eric laughs. "She'll figure it out soon enough."

"Whatever, Eric. You just want to know." I scoff.

He grins evilly. "I can guess."

"Whatever." I said.

Four looked at me.

"What is going on Tris?" He asks, thoroughly confused.

I swallow hard and glare at Jeannine, Eric, and Peter. I just shake my head. Then I turn on my heel and run towards the dormitory.

"Where were you?" Christina asks when I arrive.

I decide to tell the truth, for once.

"I was held up by Four. Then Eric, Jeannine Mathews, and Peter joined the party."

"What did Four want?" Will wonders. Today is a truth telling day, I guess.

"He wanted me to tell him all my secrets." I say dramatically. "Then Jeannine, who actually knows one or two of them, taunted me about them. Eric and Peter spent the whole time laughing, and Four was so confused." I laugh a little, despite myself. It was slightly amusing.

Will and Christina looked at each other.

"Do tell, Tris. What secrets won't you tell Four that Jeannine knows?" Christina asks me.

I laugh and wag a finger at her.

"Don't you want to know!" I reply with a smile as a worm of fear crept into my belly. I decided to to go to sleep, so they wouldn't bug me anymore.

The next morning, Four walked in announced that it was time for more training. As we file out of the dormitory Four grabs my arm and pulls me aside.

"I'm going to find out whatever it is that you're hiding." He says. I glare to hide the panic. But he can see that I'm upset. "That's not a threat." He continues. "I want to help you, but I need to know what's going on. Your secrets won't help you at all Tris."

I laugh and extricate myself from his grip

"Keep trying but I know that you have secrets that you haven't shared yet, either, Four," I said, drawing out his name. I wanted him to think I knew his real name. "Besides, two can play at this game." I will find out his name soon.

He looked at me with surprise. I left him there and hurried to catch up with Will and Christina. We walked into the training room and there was another round of fights today. I didn't have a partner today, but I felt bad for Christina. She had to fight Molly, nicknamed the Tank because of the way she bulldozed everyone that she fought.

I turned to a dummy and started practicing. I heard Molly's name and Christina's name called. I turned and gave her a thumbs up and a smile. I hoped she would be okay.

I went back to my practice until I heard Christina asking for the fight to stop. I watched as Eric leaned over her and helped her get up. He grabbed her shirt and called for all initiates to follow them. Oh no. This can't be good.

Eric led us to the chasm and walked with Christina out onto the metal walkway over the chasm. He turned to all of us.

"This is Dauntless. We do not stop fighting because we are tired or hurt, we never stop, do you understand?" The last question was directed towards Christina.

She nodded her head. Eric looked like he might let her off with just a warning but then our of the blue he grabbed her hand and basically threw her off of the walkway.

She screamed and caught the bar just in time.

"You have three options." Eric said. "One, hang there for five minutes. Two, fall and die. Or three, give up. But if you give up, you're out of Dauntless. You'll be faction-less." Al set his watch.

For the first three minutes, Christina was fine. But in the fourth minute, water splashed all over her, causing her grip to loosen.

"Chris! You can do it!" I cheered for support. I earned a scary glare from Eric. I shrank back a little. His stare is incredibly cold. It's like his eyes are glassed over.

"Five minutes are up!" Will practically spits. Eric takes his sweet time checking his watch, twisting this way and that.

"Yes, I believe they are." He replies. Al and I rushed forward to help her up but Eric blocked us with his arm.

"She can get up herself." He said cooly.

"Yeah she can," I said. "but we can help her." I glared at Eric and pushed past him. Al followed me and together we pulls Christina up onto the walkway. I felt Eric's stare on my back as I helped Christina but for once I didn't care.

"Lunch time, initiates. You got twenty minutes so eat up real quick," Four said.

"Tris, follow me." Eric growls. "You and I are going to have a little talk."

This should be fun.

"Try not to kill her, okay?" Four mutters to Eric, who glares in response.

Eric grabs my wrist and drags me away, toward a hallway.

"I suggest you watch yourself, Stiff." Eric hisses. "Try to keep in mind that I know who you are, AND your friend. Tread carefully, initiate."

"Eric, what do you know?" I ask. I sound bored, but I know I look, well, stiff.

"Well Beatrice, I know your name." Well obviously. "Your friend's name is Tobias Eaton. I know who that is because I see his father at least twice a month."

"Oh God." I mutter.

"That's right." Eric grins. "I see Tobias Eaton every day, too."

"Who is he?" I ask. I hate how desperate my voice sounds.

"Ha! Wouldn't you like to know!" Eric laughed. "Figure it out yourself. I told Four the same thing when he asked who you were." Eric turns serious. "I don't play favorites."

Yeah. Sure he doesn't. The idea makes me want to laugh. I may have smiled a little. Eric didn't see though. "Just figure it out. It's really not that hard."

"Oh I will." I declare. "All I need is a computer."

"Good luck with that." Eric snickers. "Go on. Get lunch."

I hurry off to the dining hall. I only have ten minutes left. Great. I search for Christina. There she is.

She waves at me, and I walk over to her.

"Hey. What took so long?" She questioned, raising her eyebrows.

"Eric wouldn't shut up." I growled. "I better get lunch."

"Tris." A familiar voice said behind me. I turn to see Four standing with a full plate of food.

"I figured you would be way late. Eric likes to waste time." Four explains, offering me the plate. " hope you like it." I examine the food. Chicken peas, and potatoes. Abnegation food.

"Really, Four?" I reply. "Is this some type of joke?"

Christina looks shocked by my reaction. She looks over at us.

"What's wrong?" Four asks innocently. "I took a stab. Did I guess wrong?"

"Oh really? So you weren't thinking 'Ha! I'll get the Stiff Stiff food!'?" I raise my eyebrows at him.

Four grins. "I didn't even notice! That's funny!"

I laugh, in spite of myself. "That's a good one. I'll give you that." I take the plate from him. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." He replies. He turns on his heel and walks towards a boy who starts waving excitedly at him.

Christina snickers at me. "How did Four know you still like Abnegation food?"

"It was a joke, I'm sure." I reply. "I didn't want to be too rude because he got food for me."

I hurried through my lunch so I wouldn't be late for training.

Four had us initiates practice our shooting until lights out. We get ready for bed without much conversation. I fall asleep quickly.

A/N Thank goodness it was Four, right? Not Eric.

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