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BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

I went to turn off the alarm and my hand slammed the table.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

I groaned and looked down off my bed was my phone lying on the ground. I picked it up and looked at the time.

7:58am it read. I pulled the blankets off of me and jumped out of bed, rushing to the closet. I put on a pair of black skinny jeans and a navy blue long sleeve shirt. I grabbed my converse and my bag off my floor and ran down the stairs.

Caleb was standing at the bottom waiting for me. "JUST GO!" I yelled at him.

"Hey, Trissy" I heard a voice say behind me. I turned and saw Peter standing there. I rolled my eyes and turned back to face my locker. I looked for my favorite black sharpie which I usually kept on the top shelf of my locker. I reached into the back of my locker. "Tris, whats that?" I turned around and looked at him in confusion. "Do you cut yourself?"

I looked at him in panic. "W-what are you talking about?" I put my hands behind my back. I was in such a rush this morning I only put on a shirt that came down past my elbows.

"Still doing it huh, you little emo?" Peter laughed. "Are you cry about it to your mommy? If she was still alive."

I took off running down the hallway towards the school entrance/exit. "Tris!" I heard a deep voice yell after me but I didn't stop. "Tris!" I felt arms wrap around my waist and lift me off the ground, slinging me over his shoulder

"Put me down!" I yelled. Everyone in the hallway had their attention to me.

He took me into the dark janitor's closet and put me down.

"Four! What the fuck!" I yelled. He put his hand over my mouth.

"Shhhhhh, and it's Tobias." he whispered before taking his hand off my mouth.

Tobias. I looked at him. "Tobias. I- thought-"

"Sorry Tris, but you thought wrong." He said calmly. "And this isn't about me, now what happened?"

"Peter knows." I said tearing up.

"Knows?"

"Nevermind. You're the last person I want to talk about this to." I reached for the doorknob. He grabbed my wrist before I could even reach the doorknob.

"I think everyone knows now." He said gripping my wrist tighter. "Now, talk."

I couldn't think of an escape plan, he was blocking the door and before I could think. "HELP!" I screamed as loud as I could. Fo-Tobias pushed me to the ground, got on top of me placing both of his hands over my mouth.

"I'm trying to help you!" He whispered/yelled.

"This isn't helping!" I yelled back, my words muffled by his hands.

"On the count of 3 I will get up. Promise not to yell or fight back or I will put you in the hospital." He said.

I nodded.

"1... 2... 3..." He got up. I stood slowly, but backed away from him until my back was on the cold stone wall.

I hugged myself, tears running down my face, letting myself slide to the floor.

"Tris-" Tobias began.

"Leave me alone." I sobbed.

The bell rang, Tobias left, leaving me alone in the dark closet, and I was fine with that.

He's going to find out sooner or later, Tris.

No he's not.

Yes he will.

No one can know.

No one knows except Peter and I.