I apologize for this chapter. It was rushed and I had nothing to write. I know it's really shitty. Nothing really happend but it's be almost a week since I posted so I thought I owed you guys this.

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Chapter 27

Tris POV

I can't breathe. I'm underwater. I kick my feet but I don't go anywhere. "Four!" I shout but I end up swallowing water.

A hand which I can only assume is Tobias' wraps around my wrist and drags me to a point where I can touch. I lift my head above the water instantly coughing out the water I just swallowed. He lifts me onto the grass.

Tobias spins me around so I can face him. I try to let out words but I still can't breathe. I fall on the ground and Tobias sits next to me. Examining me for anger. I try to stay calm as a catch my breath.

My voice is caught in my throat. I just faced one of my worst fears. Tobias' knows about my fears, we've talk about it. I could have died… because of him. As that realization comes to mind I slap Tobias so hard across the face I have to shake my hand out afterwards.

Tobias left cheek is completely blushed. He doesn't say anything like I thought he would, instead he hugs me, pressing my head into his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry," he says, his voice strained. "I'm so sorry." I want to hug him back, tell him I'm fine, but I'm not. The initiates are getting on the now passing train. Tobias helps me up. "You okay to run?" He asks. I nod to scared to talk.

Tobias starts to run. He swings his body into the cart and holds his arm out for me. He has a confused look on his face when I'm too far for him to reach. I run and hop onto a cart. By myself. I lean my head against the wall as I slide down. I don't want to be near Tobias. I feel to vulnerable to be near anyone.

~ P A G E B R E A K ~

People are jumping off and I jump off not looking back at anyone. I'm walking to my apartment when a hand grabs my shoulder. I don't turn back to see who it is and keep walking. I feel like a zombie. Every movement I make is numb.

"Tris, come on." Tobias says. "I told you I'm sorry. I just forgot." This time I turn around.

"Forgot," I say repeating his last word. Tobias looks at me, his brows furrowed. His eyelashes touch his eyebrows and a creases form at in the middle. He looks worried. "Forgot?" I ask again, this time as a question. He places his hands on his hips like he wants to scold me.

"Y-yes," he says looking anywhere but my eyes.

"I would believe you except for the fact that I only have six fears," I say with a patronizing tone.

"What do you want me to do, Tris?" He says running his hands through his short hair. "I told you I'm sorry."

"Sorry isn't good enough, Four," I say not wanting to say his name. "You don't just forget that stuff." I turn around and start walking but Tobias swings me around to face him again.

"I know, and I'm sorry." He takes both my hands in his. "Please, Tris."

"I just want to go to bed," I say trying to avoid any more conversation. Tobias seems to understand so he doesn't pry at it. For that moment I appreciate that.

Tobias opens the door and waits for me to go in before closing and locking it behind us. I walk into the washroom and turn on the shower. Letting the water clear my head.

I change my clothes into a baggy shirt and shorts. Usually I wear Tobias' shirt but tonight I want to be alone. Disconnected from reality. I walk out of the washroom and dry my hair again with the towel before throwing the towel in the hamper.

Tobias is in a dark gray sweatshirt and black sweatpants. He lays on the bed, probably asleep. I lay on the bed next to him, but I keep some distance.

~ P A G E B R E A K ~

This morning I don't wake Tobias up like I usually do. Instead I wait for his alarm to go off and slip out of the apartment before he's up.

When I get to the training room I hear the thud of someone punching, and some chatter along with laughing. "There you go!" A male voice says from inside. I open the door and see Realm standing behind the punching bag and Sloane with taped hands. Realm looks up and Sloane turns around. "Sorry, we were just-" he starts but I raise a hand to stop him.

"It's fine," I say walking over to them. "You'll get more power if you use your elbows and knees," I tell Sloane. She bends her elbows and swings her elbow at the bag. The bag moves and Realm claps.

"Yes, Sloane!" He claps. Sloane smiles to the bag and starts hitting it again.

I check the clock which reads eight a.m. They're late. I walk out of the training room and bump into Tobias. I mumble a sorry and continue walking. "Tris," Tobias says looking around to see if anyone is there. "You're still mad?" He asks.

"Yeah, Four, I am still mad." I say. I turn away and start to walk but Tobias grabs my hand. I hate how he gives me that confused look. It makes me not want to be mad at him.

He moves his thumb back and forth across the back of my hand. "Four?" He asks. "You… you never call me that when it's just us." He has hurt in his eyes.

"I just need space," is all I can say. "Initiates aren't up yet." Then I walk away. I know I shouldn't, but I'm trying to stay mad at him.

He left me. I remind myself.

When I get to the dorms they're all still asleep. I bang the lights on and start hitting the metal bunk with my hand. "Up, initiates!" I shout. I hear groans and mumbles. "You're late!" I see some of them sit up and rub their eyes. "Get changed and go to the training room." They're still yawning and taking their time. "Late again and you'll be factionless before you can say 'I'm sorry.'" I walk out of the room and go back to the training room.

When I get there Tobias is setting up the punching bags. He glances at me but doesn't smile. I instantly regret asking for space.

The door opens and J.J walks in followed by the rest of the initiates, other than Realm and Sloane who are still punching.

"Gather around, initiates," Tobias says. Everyone comes and stands around us. "Tomorrow we will be doing sparring, so today we will show you strategies and formations on how to fight," Tobias shows some punches and kicks and explains stance. "Now everyone to a punching bag."

"What about you?" Mel asks. I raise my eyebrows at her.

"What about me?" I ask.

"Do you fight, or do you just let Four do all the physical stuff?" She says laughing. "Not that I mind."

"That's enough, initiate." I say. "Now grab a bag."

"Told you she's useless," Mel says to her sister. They both laugh.

"Quiet Initiate," Tobias says. He sounds bored.

"Sorry if we don't want to take instructions from a person who probably was ranked last her year," Mad says. Her words hurt me but she has no idea what I'm capable of.

"What was your rank?" Chloee asks. She seems scared to ask, I don't blame her. She's just a curious Candor.

"I was first," I say crossing my arms. They all give me shocked expressions. "And Four was first aswell."

"And you guys chose to do this?" Chloee asks. "Why not a government job?"

"We didn't want government jobs," Tobias says sounding just as bored. "Now grab a bag and punch it." They don't object this time.

I watch as they all punch. I notice how Dean's bag swings. He doesn't wait for it to stop or steady it. He looks angry. I don't say or do anything, it seems he likes to be closed off.

Three hours have passed and I'm getting hungry for lunch. Tobias usually gets me a muffin for breakfast, but I slipped out of the apartment before him. We haven't talked yet and it's beginning to be an effort to ignore him.

I watch the clock turn to twelve and call out before anyone notices the time. "Lunch!" I shout. "Don't be late tomorrow."

I wait for all the initiates to leave before heading out myself. When I open the door Christina is pacing back and forth. "Chris, what's wrong." Her head darts up. She looks around before using my name.

"Tris, you should sit down." She says softly.

"What's wrong, Chris?" I asks again.

"It's about your mom," she says. "You should sit down."

I don't listen to her. My mind goes to every possible bad idea. "Is she okay?" I ask panicky.

"She's in the hospital," she says. A weight drops in my stomach. "She was stabbed by a factionless man while volunteering." She reads my expression before continuing. "She was released today, she's fine."

"I have to go see her," I say with no emotion, even though all I want to do is cry. "I have to go, excuse me," I say slipping past Christina.

"They said you can't…" Christina trails off.

"W-what, why?" I ask.

"Max said you can see her after initiation," Chris scratches her arms. "He said, 'faction before blood.'" He won't let me go because she's not in my faction… she could have died. What if she thinks I abandoned her?

I don't remember collapsing to the ground in sobs, but there I am. Tears run down my face, but I don't bother wiping them. Christina gets on the ground beside me and wraps her arms around me. I don't move, I just stay completely still, sobbing.

Tobias walks out and runs over to us. "What happened?" He asks in a panic. "Are you okay? What happened?" He asks demanding at Christina.

"Her mom was in the hospital," she says squeezing me tighter. "She's fine now."

I lift myself up. I know I wanted to be mad at Tobias, but how can I be mad when he's so concerned. I rest my forehead on his chest and let my arms hang at my sides. "I'm sorry," I apologize for being so rude to him.

He wraps nothing arms around me. Then he takes my face with his hands and wipes my tears with his thumbs. When he tilts my head up to look at his dark blue eyes, I can't think of why I was mad at him. "Hey," he says wiping another tear. "You have nothing to be sorry for." I place my head against his chest and listen to his heartbeat. "She's fine now," he says reassuringly. "She's fine."