A/N I hope you like it. You are welcome to send inn sugestions for the story. It is short, I know, but I'd rather upload many short chapters, because of homework and school :) Please comment, bad or good.

Disclaimer: I still do not own divergent, you would definenly know if I did

Chapter 2

My appartment is two doors down from Christina's and on the same floor as Tobias'. the appartment is compact and only consist of a bedroom with a big bed a little couch area and a bathroom. It is smaller than Tobias' and less personal, which is weird considering the only touch of himself Tobias has are the words 'Fear God Alone' writter in black letters on the wall. Still there is his smell lingering in the quilt and probably every other piece of furiture. This strong smell of safety and metal reminding me that I am safe there and noboby would touch me as long as I am near him. With him, the dauntless protege. Tobias may not be the most powerfull considering he is not a leader, nor is he the strongest in the dauntless compound. Still no one dears to touch the one person that only fears FOUR things in the whole world. I remember the first day I saw him. He intimidated all the other initiates. They were scared of him, but not me.

Someone is banging loudly at the door. As I open it I see Christina. She flashes me a smile and then walkes passed me into my little home. "Your apartment is so boring" She has not even looked properly around. I frown "You should totally go get some nice decorating things at the pit, infact we should both go to the pit shopping for you!" Leave it to Christina to complain and come up with shopping as the solution. "Gee" I say sarcasticly "what a suprise that you would suggest that". I wanted to reject her offer, but I know she would have kept on nagging untill I would cave. My strategi with Christina is just to do what she says, no one benefits from any other aproaches. Actually I'm starting to get used to the straight up, no bullshit, up in your face, way the dauntless are as oposed to the quit, not talking, selfless abnegation members.

The pit is crawling with black dressed people, looking around in the different shops and stores. Which also contain almost one hundred persent black clothing and furniture. In fact the only thing not black in the pit are the small decorating pieces. Small pillows in dark shades of purple and blue. Glass sculptures that have a unknown purpose in all colours you can imagen. "They are for making your home pretty, no functual purpose, and not for abnegation apparently". Christina explains when she sees me looking at the little pink glass heart. "For decoration purposes" I mumble. "Just becase you want to, I have got to learn that"
She smiles and continues looking at and touching everything we walk passed.
After Christina and I have walked around in the stores for more two hours, we have purchased a few dark coloured pillows for the couch and two blue glass sculptures. She heads over to the clothing section of the pit. Exactly the same, but with clothing. As she walkes by the rack she pulles out a really pretty, black backless top. "This is going to look so nice on you". She pulles out a pair of trousers that almost look like they are leather, but are not. Pushes me into a little changing room and hands me the clothes. Following my Christina Strategi I don't object. I put on the top and trousers then turn around to the mirror. The trousers are so thight they could almost be painted on and the top huggs my body at all the right places. "Fighsty and noticeble" Christina comferms as she walks in. I glance at my reflection again. My eyes are lined with black eyeliner, which i do regularly after Christina taught me, and i pull my leather jacked on. Strong and firece. I could almost be dauntless. I am dauntless.

I arrive back at my appartment with way to many bags. However I don't feel like unpacking them, so when Chistina walks back to her own home, I decide to go to Tobias. On my way I count doors, seven appartments then stairs, then another ten doors and then I reach his. Doors in dauntless don't have names nor do they have numbers you have just got to know exactly where to be. I'm absolutly sure though, even though I've only been here twice before. Swiftly I move my hand to the door and knock. Not very hard, trying not to disturb the peace in the hall. Still it is loud enough to hear inside. After only a few seconds the door opens slowly. Instead of Tobias, whom I expect, Eric walks out followed by Tobias. Eric smirks at me and is about to say something, but Tobias cuts him off "You need to leave, now" His voice is so cold and hard. "Of course, I woudn't want to see the Stiff taking her clothes off" he laughs at his own joke. A scary growling sound comes from Tobias. Eric puts his hand in the air "Careful there Four, remember who is the leader" I look at him, his words are powerfull and fearless, but in his eyes I see something unsertain. Doubting himself is not something that comes naurally to Eric. It is weird. Then I feel like I have looked at him for way to long and shiver.

When Eric is gone I look back at Tobias. "Don't ask, I'll tell you later" he says and looks at me. "Please don't hang out with him to much, he creeps me out" is all I say, but I make a mental note to ask him later. He laughs "Don't worry Tris, I won't. He really creeps me out too" His hand grabs mine and we walk inside. With a loud noise the door is shut and his lips collide with mine. I loose myself in the kiss and feel safe with his arms around my waist. At the same time my own hands slide up his neck and into his hair. I grab his hair and pull myself closer to him even though there physically is no closer. Our bodies are as close as possible yet I want to get closer. Then I remember that it's just three days since I told him my fifth fear. The one involving him. Even though it's probably not even in my fear lanscape anymore, I pull away. I look away embarrassed and I feel my face going red. "It's okay, I would never ask you to do something you don't want to do" My boyfriend is so sweet, he cares about me so much. "Hey, Tris look at me" so I do. He cups my face and I stand on my tip-toes to look him in the eye. Then he says, actually it is more like a whisper only for me to hear

"I love you"