Author's note: This chapter is a little longer so hopefully it will make up for the past short ones. Please review, for every tenth review I will give a shout out to the person who wrote it. Hope you like it.
Chapter 4
I'm walking towards the dorms when I stop in my tracks. I stare straight ahead, it can't be her. She died; she died a long time ago. Why is she here? She can't be here. So many thoughts run through my head and I scream "What are you doing here? You can't be here!"I clutch my head in anger and gently rock back and forth. It can't be. It cannot be her. She runs her hands through her blond hair and replies, "I wanted to see you Beatrice. Surprised?" I yell out in anger and she chuckles. Jeanine says to me, "You're incredibly amusing. You're like a toddler." Anger swells up in me until I can't take it, I charge towards her. I lung at the last second and topple her to the ground. I sit on top of her ready to fight. Jeanine laughs again, louder this time. "You shouldn't be able to call yourself dauntless. You have the strength and courage of a child." I punch her square in the jaw. She winces, and then smirks. "You're going to have to do better than that." There is so much anger in me it burns. I start throwing random punches with my good arm, hoping they land somewhere where it hurts. I close my eyes, only knowing that my punches land when I feel my fist come in contact with skin. I can barely hold my tears back as I think of all the pain she has caused me. Jeanine killed my parents and countless other abnegation, hurt Tobias, and made me hate Caleb. I don't stop throwing punches, but I do let out a sob. All the pain she caused me starts rushing back and I can't control my crying. I just cry and punch. That is the only thing I can think of. Cry and punch. Jeanine cackles, "Only you would sob like a baby at a time like this." I open my eyes and the pain washes away. Anger replaces it. I take my hands and gently wrap them around her throat. My grip tightens and I begin to strangle her. Hopefully she is feeling the same amount of pain as she caused me. All of a sudden, two hands wrap around me and pull me back. I yell out, "No let me go! Let her feel pain!" Then I realize that I recognize those fingers. Tobias. I turn around and sob in to his shirt. It feels good to know that someone here loves me, that I will always have a person who loves me. That is the one thing Jeanine can't ever take away from me, the one thing she will never have. He lets out a sigh like he is happy that I stopped hurting her. Why would he be happy about that? I hear Jeanine laugh and my thought vanishes. I try to pull away from Tobias, so she can feel more pain. So I can cause her more pain. His grip tightens. I pound my fists against his chest, trying to loosen his grip. I half sob, half say, "She deserves to feel pain. She deserves this." Suddenly, I feel a hard pang in my head and I crumple in Tobias's arms.
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