Al's POV
Run.
That's all I can do. I can't think-I just run. Faster and faster until I can no longer breathe it. I run far away from the mess I've made, the harm I have done to Tris, and slip away in to the darkness of the hall way.
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As I come to a stop in the halls, a million questions enter my mind: what the hell just happened? Did Tris know that I was one of the people who did this to her? Did see me running away from the chasm like a coward?
And then I realize that I will never be able to look at Tris the same way again. What was once beautiful, will now stab me in the chest with guilt every time I look at her. I can't bear this pain anymore. But at the same time, I can't stop thinking about what happened to Tris, the only human being left on this earth whom I care for. The events from last night play in the back of my mind like a broken record and will always haunt me where ever I go:
Her body, small and cold, shaking with terror as she tried to resist me. Peter yelling at me, his voice like nails on a chalkboard. Her eyes, her beautiful, blue eyes filled with horror as she saw. And finally, her deafening scream that could be heard from miles away.
Still standing in the hall way, I see someone walking towards the apartments in the Dauntless compound. I get a closer look and see that it's Four. Carrying Tris?
I see her lying limp and unconscious in his arms, her head rested on his shoulder. It should have been me. I should have been the one to to carry her to safety rather than the one putting her in danger. Four has always been the hardest on her in training, so it boggles my mind why he would be carrying her like this-like he actually cares for her. I can only hope that she is okay even though I know she isn't.
But then I realize, if Four found Tris, what happen to Drew and Peter? With a gasp, I take off running towards the chasm.
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As I near the chasm, I notice that Peter is gone. He must have run away before Four got to him. However, I see Drew lying on the ground uncoinsious in pretty bad condition. For a second, I am almost glad that I ran away from the scene before Four came, but that would mean that I would be an even bigger coward than I already was.
I walk closer to the chasm. The spray of the water lands lightly on my face and I can't tell the difference between my tears and the water. I cry vioelnty near the chasm for what feels like hours but was probably minuets. I will never be able to stop asking myself why I did such a terrible thing. When I look at the chasm. I feel as if the waters are calling to me. It could end now. All the misery could just stop.
But I don't jump.
Instead I turn around because I hear someone walking in my direction. I start to run again-this time to the dorms. I sit down on my bed to she that Tris isn't in her bed which is next to mine. Where could she be? Wherever she is, I hope she's okay.
I wish more than anything to go back in time and change what I've done and will never stop wondering what would have happened if I hadn't helped Peter and Drew. Would they still have gone forth with their plan? I feel that it is all my fault for what happened to Tris. If only I wasn't such a coward.
Authors note: Hey guys! I hope you liked the second chapter! I'm story its not very long. I promise that the next chapter will be longer. I really love getting your feedback-it motivates me so much. Once again, thanks for reading!
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ShadowRavens