A/N: Hey people. I will update again (probably) at 90 reviews. I've actually realised that I actually think this story is crap. Hahaha. I hate it, but you guys don't? So yeah I'll write.
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Chapter 12
Tris' POV
I wake up confused and try to wipe the sleep out my eye but my hands are tied up. Why are they tie- My thoughts are interrupted by the memory of Eric, Peter and Jake kidnapping me slams into my head.
'Oh, the little Stiff's finally awake' I turn and see Peter walking around me with a small knife in his hand. I freeze and start stuttering,
'Wh-Why are you-u do-doing this, Pe-ter'.
'For my darling sister Lauren, as you might have guessed she wants Four, that kiss you saw, it was set up. She saw the opportunity when you were late, and it worked' He slithers in my ear before adding, 'Oh and of course for my pleasure as well'.
I shiver and glare at him. He checks his watch and smirks, 'Time to start dear'.
Start what? I think to myself. But he comes and stands in front of me, I only notice now that I'm just in my bra and underwear. He smirks again and lifts the knife to my forearm, he starts cutting getting deeper as he moves it down, the pain is unbearable but I hold back the urge to scream, knowing he will make it worse. He pulls the knife out and holds it in front of my face, forcing me to see my blood drip off of the tip. He moves to my other arm and does the same thing, it feels like fire.
'Stop, please stop' I whisper but loud enough that he heard me.
'But we haven't even started', he chuckles softly before adding, 'This' he moves the knife to my thigh and cuts in, 'is' he cuts deeper and slides the knife down, 'for' he moves to my next leg, 'being' he cuts down and quickly going deeper and further down, I start crying, 'a' he pulls the knife out then takes it to the top of the line then slides down deeper again then pulls it out making a backwards 'c' next to it so it forms a 'P', 'a bitch' he snarls at me. He cuts everywhere and I scream, I see black dots blurring my vision. Blood loss. I keep screaming as he stabs me in my stomach. I scream louder, hoping, praying someone will hear me. 'You're mine Tris, you always will be' he whispers.
The last thing I hear is a gun going off as I pass out.
Tobias' POV
I race up the street around the bend and can't find the van. If I was kidnapping someone where would I go? I think to myself. Then it comes, abandoned buildings. I see one further down the street and race to it, noticing the black van hiding in the trees. I walk into the building and move silently around before I run into Eric.
'Where is she? I snarl at him. He doesn't answer me but tries to punch me. I duck and kick him in the groin, while he's distracted I punch him in face and knock him down then sit on him, my legs straddling him, he punches me in face and I start bleeding out my lip and nose. Great. I punch him continuously in the face until he starts coughing blood out of his mouth, he laughs and smiles at me, 'You're already too late'. That's the last thing he says before he goes unconscious. No.
That's when I hear the screams. No, no. She's okay, she will be fine, Tobias. I talk encouraging words to myself as my rage builds. I jump of Eric and follow the screams, they're coming from downstairs. Basement. Find the door. The door Tobias the door. I hear Tris in my mind and she urges me on. I walk back to Eric and grab his gun before running around the house looking for the door. I can't find it. I look for what feels like forever. I hear her scream and it doesn't stop. I drop to the ground and groan, I don't want to hear her in pain.
I look around, tears in my eyes. She is going to be okay. I will save her, but her screams don't stop. My eyes stop on a door. I jump up and race to it, pulling out Eric's gun and clicking safety off, I open the door quietly and see Peter stabbing Tris. I feel fury burn in me as I see the cuts all over her, the letter 'P' carved into her. I hear him whisper 'You're mine Tris, you always will be'.
'No she won't' I whisper as I aim the gun at his back, right where his heart would be if he was facing me. I breathe in, then breathe out as I pull the trigger.
A/N: Woah sorry if this chapter was a little gross. I did not like writing it but it had to be done. Review please.