Tris POV:

I can't believe that Four pulled that. I can't believe I pulled that. What was I thinking? Caleb is going to kill me.

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It's been a week and now in training, we are working on hand to hand combat. I get paired up with Peter to fight. I see Four leaning on the wall, by the doors. Eric gives Peter a pep talk, and Four comes over to me. "Listen, you don't have much muscle, so don't focus on punches, use your elbows and knees. Got it?" I nod. Maybe I can use that against Caleb or Andrew.

Eric tells us to start, Peter easily has over 50 pounds over me. I try my elbows and knees, but Peter keeps deflecting my shots. He punches me and blood streams down my nose. I see Four leave, and it distracts me.

Peter tackles me to the ground, and then Eric blows the whistle. I stand up and limp to the bench. Next up is Al and Will. Al tackles Will with a single punch, knocking him to the ground. Again, Eric blows the whistle. Will hit the ground face-first, and has to go to the nurse. Christina is about to take him, when she has to go up against one of Peter's followers.

Christina is getting beat up bloodily, and she tries to surrender and the girl, Molly, stops. Eric's face turns red. "Come with me!"

We all follow him as he grips Christina's arm and pull her toward the Chasm, a rocky waterfall with a steel railing on top. "Hang off that railing for five minutes, or else you will be kicked out of the school, and never be able to come back. That means being sent out of society."

Christina carefully climbs over the railing and hangs over it. Four minutes pass, and her fingertips start slipping off the rail. Even I can feel the mist from the falls.

"Come on, Chris!" Only ten seconds left. I start shouting, "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, and one!" I run over to the Chasm with Al, and we go to pull her up.

"Let her get off the railing herself," Eric says sternly.

"She did her time, now let us help her," Al snarls. I try to keep the corners of my mouth from turning up as Eric scowls. I grab Christina's hand and Al grabs the other. We pull her up and she gives me a hug. In the back, I see Four, grinning at me.

Now, we go back to the gym and continue. "Molly and Tris." I begin to protest, but Eric only says, "Fight!"

I go straight at her. Kneeing her in the stomach than attacking her with my elbows. Molly falls to her side, and I beat her bloody, even after Eric yells to stop. I feel someone pulling me away from her. Two people. It is Four and Al. Four turns to me, "Don't let them get in your head."

Eric dismisses the class, and I walk to the music class again. The whole group comes, Al, Uriah, Marlene, Will, Christina, Lynn, and even Four. Al and I talk on the way there, "Um, hey, I don't want to do this anymore."

"What do you mean?" I ask him, confused,

"I mean I am throwing all the rest of the fights." A small giggle escapes my lips. "What?"

"Nothing. I mean why are you telling me this?" Al starts to blush.

"I was wondering, would you go out with me?" I hate to let Al down. He's been nice to me this whole time.

I shake my head, "I'm sorry, Al."

"No, it's okay." He says, but I can hear the disappointment in his voice.

We start off the class. I don't see Caleb, but Peter is in the back. They have become great friends in the past week. He is going to tell him what's happening. Lauren starts, "Well, would anyone like to sing their song that they wrote? If you didn't write one, that's okay, just listen."

I raise my hand, and she picks me. I take my paper, go up, and put my hands delicately on the keyboard.

"You have cut me through,

Punched a hole in my heart,

You took my mind,

And then you tore it apart.

Demons hide,

Behind your eyes,

I looked to you and I cried,

And all you gave me was more pain.

You have cut me through,

Punched a hole in my heart,

You took my mind

And you tore it apart.

I asked for mercy,

I guess I wasn't worthy,

Because as I fought and cried,

All you did was beat and lie.

You have cut me through,

Punched a hole in my heart,

You took my mind,

And then you tore it apart.

Now I feel like dying,

But then I'm still rising,

All I know is I'm still trying.

You have cut me through,

Punched a hole in my heart,

You took my mind,

And then you tore it apart.

And now that I am shining,

I know you're sighing,

Now just quit your whining,

Because I know I'm better than you.

You have cut me through,

Punched a hole in my heart,

You took my mind,

And then you tore it apart.

I took the pain,

And see what I've gained,

And now I blaze,

Because of you I am brave."

I smile and everyone claps. I look to Four, and he is grinning, clapping louder than anyone in the room. I sit back down, and through the rest of the class, some sing their songs, but no one that I know. Then the bell rings, and I go to my room. I can't believe I did that. I don't even go to dinner tonight, instead I ask Christina to give me a makeover. I borrow a black dress that is a little big, not in the waist but in the length.

I go to Four's room, and knock on the door. He opens it and looks at me, "What's up?"

I look at him and talk, "Listen, I am sorry. I need to ask you something." I begin to stutter, "W-will you g-go to the Pit with me tonight?"

"I can't. I am sorry."

I look down at the ground, "It's okay. I see."

Four looks at me, "What are you talking about?"

I turn around, "Nothing." I walk down the hallway and don't hear him close the door. I turn around for a moment, and see that he is still watching me. I walk down to the Pit, alone. I get a few dresses, and leave.

I walk back to my room and cry myself to sleep. I have nightmares about my mother, about Caleb, and about all of my friends. I am awakened in a cold sweat, something is over my mouth and I hear people around me. I am over some type of railing.

I hear someone say, "Dump her over, I know you want to."

"No, we are just here to scare her." I know that person is Peter, he thinks he is too tough for me. I try to fight against him, but there is a third person.

"Yeah, let's just hold her over and then run. Someone will eventually find her." To my surprise, it's Al. I can't fight, and I feel a cold mist on my face. The Chasm! Shrieks come muffled from my mouth and I feel dizzy.

"Oh look, the Stiff is awake." I hear Peter say. But right after, he says that I hear a low voice.

"Put her down. Now." I recognize it, but I don't know who it is.

"Make us." I hear Peter say, and I can envision his face with a smirk.

"Okay." I hear the man chuckle. I hear footsteps walk over to us, but then I hear other footsteps, running. I fall to my knees and begin to take the blindfold off, but then I don't because I start to cry. I realize who saved me. It was Four.

I am sorry that this is short. I had writer's block for this story for a few days, plus lack of time. Please give me some ideas, criticism, or opinions, in reviews or private messaging. I promise to try and update, but I need some ideas and maybe I'll use them in some way, I don't know. I have another Divergent story called, "Tris Alive!" I'll try to update soon. Bye!