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Chapter XIV. Drunk, Discovered, Death
FOUR
After the whole 'being-embarrassed-by-the-Dauntless-leaders-in-front-of-all-of-Dauntless' thing, Christina, Will, and I decided to walk around the Pit.
More like; being dragged around while Christina shops.
"Oh my gawd, Four! You need a makeover!" She sings.
She could see my scars…
"No."
"Please? Just clothing? I won't try to look at your tattoos!" I sigh.
I have been needing new clothes after I lost one of my pairs after the Edward incident.
"Fine. Only clothing." She squeals. Will groans.
"I'll come…" He grumbles.
-o0o-
Five stores later, I find myself in a black long sleeve that shows off part of my tattoos that go up my neck, black shorts, and black combat boots.
"I actually like it!" I say. Christina squeals. Luckily, each store we've been to had changing rooms; so my scars stayed private.
I end up getting three more pairs of clothing, black, of course.
I wear the new outfit I got that shows my neck tattoo.
Christina forced some eyeliner and mascara on me.
Christina bought Will some new training clothes, and herself a black dress, shoes, and a matching training outfit to mine, so we are, and I quote; 'Twinsies!'
Will, Christina, and I walk around the Pit.
I see Tobias, Zeke, and Lauren and some other Dauntless members by the chasm; they all look drunk and intoxicated.
Tobias laughs and grabs onto the railing of the chasm; his face flushed.
Yep, they're drunk.
Ironic, he said, 'The chasm reminds us that there is a fine line between bravery and idiocy,' and here he is.
Drunk by the chasm.
I laugh the thought. He looks over at us and lets go of the railing.
"Four!" I exchange a glance with Will and Christina, saying, 'What the hell?'
Tobias walks up to me with a bottle of beer in his hand, completely ignoring Will and Christina.
Judging by his breath; it isn't his first.
"You look different," He says.
I do look different; much older, like I am sixteen.
"So do you," And he does. He looks more laid-backed and relaxed like during Candor or Dauntless, unlike his instructor demeanor.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
He laughs. "Flirting with death, drinking near the chasm. Probably not a good idea."
No shit, Tobias.
"No, it isn't." I feel unsettled.
"Didn't know you had a tattoo," He strokes the back of my neck where my tattoo is visible and I tense. He sips his bottle of beer.
"I'd ask you to hang out with his, but you're not supposed to see me this way. Or drink, with simulations coming up."
"What way? Drunk?" I ask, looking at the bottle in his hand.
"Yeah…well, no," His voice softens. "Real, I guess, even if you saw me during Candor or Dauntless. I can't show favoritism."
"I'll pretend I didn't." I feel a tinge of sadness.
"Nice of you," he leans into my ear and whispers, "You look good, Four," His warm breath tickles my neck. I blush, and my heart is doing somersaults.
He leans away and blushes, or it's just him being drunk.
I let out a laugh. "Of course,"
He walks back to Zeke and Lauren who are grinning from ear to ear and watching us.
He throws me a wink, and I wave back.
"What was that?" Christina asks slyly, grinning like Zeke and Lauren. Will is too.
I try not to show my blush. "Tobias being drunk." They were right next to me the whole time, and they could've probably heard Tobias whispering in my ear.
"Let's go, I'm tired."
That night, I fall asleep grinning from ear to ear.
-o0o-
I wake up in the morning by Christina screaming in my ear.
"IM UP!" I yell, and stand up in my bed.
I slept in my training attire, so I do not have to change.
Will, Christina, and I eat lunch in the dining hall and I nearly choke when I realize something.
Tobias.
Told.
Me.
I.
Looked.
Good.
But he was drunk.
He couldn't have meant it. I look up to see Tobias's eyes meeting my gaze. I turn away.
"So…fear hallucinations today?" Christina blankly states. I nod.
"Well, today we are only facing one of our fears, which will be recorded." I say.
"Well it will be easy for you Four!" Christina nudges me.
I shake my head. "Have you heard of Ne altius quam ferro secat? Fear cuts deeper than swords. It doesn't depend on the amount of fears I have. It's still a fear; my fear." I protest.
I've seen that saying many times while reading the Dauntless manifesto and a few of their beliefs in the few days of school I had in Abnegation.
I look up and they looked shocked.
"What?" I ask.
"You sound like a freaking Erudite!" Christina exclaims.
At least I don't have aptitude for that.
"Hey!" Will says.
"It's true!"
"Let's go, we have a fear to face."
We walk to the simulation room and sit down with the Dauntless born and our group. It seems like the fears are affecting everyone. Everyone seems to be quieter and distant; even Uriah is!
I wait for my name to be called. Person after person comes out and are so traumatized, Lauren has to bring them back to dormitory or they walk themselves without a word.
"Four." I look up. Again, I am the last one to go. I stand up confidently, even if I am facing one of my deadliest fears again.
Tobias leads me into the room and closes the door. My breath hitches and I breathe heavily as I sit down in the chair.
"It's just a simulation, Four," He whispers quickly. He inserts the needle in my neck and I do not even flinch. I close my eyes.
I open my eyes to find myself in a room with grey walls. I gulp.
Marcus.
Tobias can see Marcus. Him abusing me. All the Dauntless leaders will see my fears. They will know. I shiver.
"This is for your own good." The figure draws his belt, and multiplies. He seems to be hard to be recognized, but only I can see the resemblance.
They all chant the six words that only I know of that leads to a beating. I grow red with fury. I am NOT going to waste an hour. I will calm down. They approach me and I curl up in a ball. They start lashing at me, and I scream.
The main one starts to touch me and I scream even louder, tears running down my face when he forces his lips onto mine.
"NO!" I stand up and punch one of the Marcus's in the face. I open my puffy eyes to find myself back in the simulation room with an alarmed Tobias.
He has the same look on his face that Tori had when she told me I was Divergent.
I gulp, and wipe my eyes with the back of my hand.
He stares at me, eyes wide.
"What?"
"How did you do that?"
"Do what?"
"Punch him. Escape the simulation." His voice is ghastly low. I gulp in fear.
"I don't know," I whisper.
He offers me his hand, and he pulls me up. He grabs my elbow and drags me out of the room. He walks quickly down the hallway, to the place where we talked yesterday, after the simulations. I pull my arm back, and stop.
"What?" I demand.
He takes a breath. "You're Divergent." His voice is fast and low. Fear radiates off me, and my heart rate picks up. I lean back against the wall, trying to act casual, and take in a gulp of air.
"What's Divergent?"
"Don't play stupid, I didn't suspect it when it took you a while to calm down yesterday, but this time it's obvious. You manipulated the simulation; you're Divergent. I'll delete the footage, but unless you want to wind up dead at the bottom of the chasm, you'll figure out how to hide it during the simulations! Now, if you'll excuse me." He says this quickly and storms back to the simulation room, leaving me shocked in the hallway.
He knows I'm Divergent. What if he tells Eric? I'll be killed.
I shake my head.
He wouldn't do that.
I decide to skip dinner that night. I take a shower and change out in the open; since I am the only in here. I fall asleep as soon as my head touches my pillow.
-o0o-
I feel my arms and legs being restrained. I snap open my eyes to see the face I never want to see again in my life.
Marcus.
I look down and see that my arms and legs are cuffed by metal chains against the wall, and I struggle to escape.
"There's no use," he says quietly. "Now tell me."
He walks up to me and crouches in front of me. "Are you Divergent?"
With those words, I freeze.
"No."
He scoffs. "No, my ass. Tell me again, Beatrice Eaton. Are. You. Divergent."
I shake my head. "No. I told you, I got Abnegation and only Abnegation." I lie.
His fists clench and he smashes his forearm against my throat, cutting off my breathing.
"LIAR! I NEVER TAUGHT YOU TO LIE BEATRICE," He's yelling now. Tears stream down my face.
"I'M NOT LYING!" I scream.
"Well. If you aren't, then I still need to teach you a lesson." I gulp.
"You are sick. You've raped me, what else do you need?" I snap.
"Well at least I know what my own daughter looks like,"
"You are sick." I emphasize each syllable.
He clicks his tongue against his teeth, making a 'tut' sound. "Someone really needs a lesson now, now do they?" I gulp.
He forces his rough lips on mine, the alcoholic taste streaming into my throat. He forces his tongue into my own mouth, and the tears rush down my face, turning from a gentle stream to a rushing waterfall.
I try to wiggle out from his grip, but he tightens it. He grips at my shirt and I struggle more.
I can't be touched by him.
Not again.
He begins to strip me and the tears flow down my face.
He stops forcing his tongue down my throat and he kisses my neck. "Now tell me. Are you Divergent."
I gulp and the tears rush down faster. I can't tell him but I can't be touched by him.
"Very well then." He takes off his clothes and is about to rape me but I yell out, "YES! I'M DIVERGENT!" I couldn't stop my mouth, but I can't take it anymore.
"Good job Beatrice."
And with that, he grabs the belt.
I shoot up in bed so fast and tears soak my bed sheets. I wipe my swollen eyes with the back of my palm. I sob quietly and hug my knees.
I don't get much sleep that night.
-o0o-
I am still partially scarred of my nightmare.
It was the worst one I've had here, in Dauntless.
And when he started to touch me again, I just couldn't take it.
He is sick.
I walk with Christina and Will for lunch. We sit with Uriah, Marlene, Lynn, Joey, and Gabe. I've barely touched my burger. "Hey now, why so quiet Four?" I look up to see Uriah. Always trying to cheer others up. I smile.
"Just…the fears." I say.
Joey scoffs. "You only have four! That should be a piece of Dauntless cake!"
I glare at him, and say the same words I said to Christina. "Even if I have a low amount of fears, they're still my deadliest fears."
"You sound like a Nose." Gabe smirks.
"UGH!" I groan, getting laughs from the whole table.
"Hey now, it's better than sounding like some over-joyed Amity." Joey says.
"True. Don't eat their bread." A dark-skinned girl around my height with curly auburn hair and hazel eyes says, sitting down.
"Why?" Lynn asks.
"They bake it with peace serum." This makes everyone laugh.
"So they drug their members?!" Marlene says.
"Apparently." Will says.
"Who are you?" Christina asks.
"I'm Zalia."
"She's ranked after Marlene." Uriah adds in.
"Oh, well hey Zalia! I'm Christina, this is Will, and this is F-" Zalia cuts her off.
"Of course I know Four! The whole entirety of Dauntless knows the chick with four fears! She's basically a Dauntless prodigy!" I blush at her words, still not used to the attention.
"Thanks Zalia!"
Will looks at his watch. "We should go guys; simulations in ten minutes." Marlene groans.
"Why do we have to face our freaking fears anyway?!" I shrug.
"At least we don't have to face unicorns in ours, unlike SOMEONE." Uriah says, nodding towards Will, who blushes.
"Shut up." He grumbles.
"Lay off him Uriah! At least I'M not afraid of the AMITY!" Christina defends Will. Yup, those two like each other.
We all start cracking up. "You, you're afraid of the, AMITY?" I ask, and laugh harder.
Uriah blushes. "WHAT?! They're always so happy, and cheery...It's freaky!" He says.
"Thanks to the bread." Joey remarks.
We laugh even harder and walk to the simulation room. We sit down in our assigned spots; me being the last to face my fear.
"Four." I look up and walk to him. I sit in the chair, and he inserts the serum.
I open my eyes to find myself in a small box. I pant and breathe heavily as the walls come closer.
It's just a simulation. I crouch and open my eyes to find myself back in the simulation room.
"Good job. Your time was four minutes."
I smile.
I look at his collarbone exposed by his black tank top, revealing his tattoo of three ravens in flight toward his heart.
"Why three ravens?" I ask.
He sighs, and sits down. "One for each of my family," I tense when he says 'family'.
I've never had one.
"My mother, my father, and my older brother Caleb, who is in Erudite, by ten months."
"Oh."
He sighs. "Do you ever miss your family?" I gulp.
"No." I say coldly and look down. "I don't. But that's unusual."
He nods. I notice that in the simulation, Marcus is unrecognizable.
That's why he didn't ask me questions about it.
I stand up, and I look at Tobias in the eyes. I am about to say something, but I open the door and sprint out of the room.
I walk back to the dormitory and find the initiates crowding Eric, who holds a chalkboard facing away from them. I walk up next to Will and Christina. "What's going on?" I whisper.
"Rankings for stage two," Will whispers.
Rankings?
"I thought there weren't any cuts after stage two," I hiss.
"There aren't. It's just a progress report, sort of."
Eric flips the board.
Four
Peter
Will
Christina
Molly
Drew
Al
The silence in the room is mesmerizing. I am first. FIRST.
"Nice job, Four," Will says the first words, breaking the silence. Christina squeals and they hug me. I smile, they are genuinely happy of me.
Peter is steaming. "I will not be outranked by a Stiff, AGAIN!" He hisses. "How did you do it, huh? How the hell did you do it?" He pushes me roughly against the wall, his forearm closing off my steady breathing on my neck.
Will pulls Peter off of me.
"Leave her alone. Only a coward bullies a girl."
Peter scoffs. "A girl? Are you blind, or just stupid? She already got first in stage one, she is not weak. She's going to edge you out of the rankings and out of Dauntless and you're going to get nothing, all because she knows how to manipulate people and you don't. So when you realize you befriended someone that's going to ruin us all, you let me know."
I scowl. "One. I would never do that to a friend. Two. You're just jealous that I ranked higher than you. It's called 'doing my best.' Three, my name is Four," At this, the room erupts in laughter. "So stop calling me Stiff."
Peter storms angrily out of the room. Molly and Drew follow him, looking disgusted.
"Thanks." I say to Will, who looks skeptical.
"Is he right?" He asks quietly. "Are you trying to manipulate us?"
"Why and how on earth would I do that?" I scowl. "I'm just doing the best I can, like anyone else. I would NEVER do that to a friend."
"I don't know. By acting like our best friend, then stabbing us in the back by edging us out of Dauntless? Acting tough to psyche us out?" He shrugs, and I feel my heart shattering.
My own friend doesn't believe me.
"Will, she is our friend. She'd never do that." Christina chastises. Will relaxes.
"Okay. Sorry about that Four." Will looks genuinely apologetic, so I smile. They walk out the dorm, leaving Al and I alone.
The first, and the last.
I hadn't seen him in the past few days.
"Are you alright?" I ask.
"Sure," He says nonchalantly.
""It's not over," I say, trying to give him hope, although even I know he has none.
"You can improve your rank if you…" I trail off, forgetting to make a suggestion.
"See? It's not that simple." He replies.
"I know it's not," I say. I know how it feels like being scarred by my fears. I had to live with own for my whole life.
"I don't think you do. For you it's easy. All of this is easy. You have only four fears, Four! And you are basically a Dauntless prodigy! This is all easy for you!" He snaps. I am hurt.
What happened to the cheery, Amity-like Al I know?
"That's not true," I say quietly.
"Yeah, it is." His voice drips with closes his eyes.
"You aren't helping me by pretending it isn't. I don't-I'm not sure you can help me at all."
He looks at me with tears in his eyes. I sigh.
"I'll leave you alone for a bit," I stand up and exit the dormitory.
I decide that I want time alone to think, so I don't go find Will and Christina. I sit against the wall in my hidden hallway.
Divergent.
Tobias knows.
Four fears.
Marcus.
The leaders will know.
I look up when I hear multiple footsteps and familiar voices. I look up to see Marlene, who's holding a muffin, Uriah, and Lynn. "Hey Four! What you doing here alone?" Marlene asks. I shrug.
"Nothing to do, I guess."
"Want to come with us to the training room? Marlene bet me that I couldn't shoot a muffin off her head." Uriah says. I laugh at the stupidity of it.
"Sure." I stand up and we walk to the training room.
Uriah turns on the lights and Marlene stands by the target, her curly brown hair reaching the center.
"Are we allowed to be in here?" I ask.
"Relax, as long as we don't get caught by Eric, we'll be fine." Uriah says. He pulls up the waistband of his shorts and pulls out a gun. I see a tattoo peaking from underneath his shirt, but he lets it fall before I could see what it is.
"Are you really going to shoot at her?" I ask.
"No. It's a B.B gun. Worst it'll do is give her a welt." I nod.
Uriah faces Marlene, who puts the muffin on top of her head.
Uriah shoots the muffin dead center, and it falls on the floor.
"We both win!" He shouts.
"What was Marlene's bet?" I ask.
"That she wouldn't chicken out, standing while he shoots at her." Lynn casually replies.
Marlene happily picks up the muffin and eats it. "EW!" Uriah yells.
"So you enjoying Dauntless, Four?" Lynn asks.
I shrug. "If I get in."
"Oh please Four! You're first ranked in stage one AND stage two. You're practically a Dauntless prodigy!" Marlene says with her mouth full of floor muffin.
I blush. "What'd you guys rank?" I ask, trying to get the topic off of me.
"I got first. Lynn's second, and Marlene's fourth." Uriah says.
"You're only first by a hair." Lynn says.
Uriah continues to shoot at some targets while Marlene, Lynn, and I talk about random topics.
The door bursts open and I tense in fear of it being Eric, but I turn around to find Shauna, Zeke, and Tobias.
"I thought I heard something in here," Tobias jokes.
"Turns out it's my idiot brother," Zeke carries on. "You're not supposed to be in here after hours. Careful, or Tobias will tell Eric, and then you'll be as good as scalped."
Uriah wrinkles his nose, and Lynn eyes Tobias suspiciously.
"You wouldn't tell Eric," She states it unlike a question.
"No, I wouldn't," We walk out the door, and Tobias rests his hand on my back, making me wince in the process. I shiver and he looks concerned for a second, but replaces his hand between my shoulder blades. I feel the electricity coursing through me.
"Wait a second." I turn to him. I eye him curiously.
"You belong here, you know that? You belong with us. It'll be over soon, so just hold on, okay?" He looks embarrassed, as he scratches the back of his neck.
My heart rate picks up and I blush. I stare up at him, and we exchange smiles.
I slide my hand in his.
I blush in embarrassment in what I just did.
Am I falling for Tobias Prior?
The touch of his skin sends a flow of blood burning like acid through my veins, straight to my fragile heart. We stay like this for a minute, then I smile at him and run after Uriah.
Did I really just do that?
Will I let my walls come down?
Will I tell him the truth?
These questions flow through my brain. I walk back to the dormitory with a large smile.
"What you so happy about, Four?" Christina smiles slyly.
I smile. "Nothing. Ranks I guess. Probably that I beat Peter." I whisper the last part because he is present in the room.
"Sorry how I was acting earlier. I was a jerk. Forgive me?" I nod, and we all hug.
"By the way, hilarious joke earlier Four! 'Three, my name is Four.' Priceless!" Christina says.
"Thanks. I'm heading to bed." I say. They nod and head off to their beds. Someone turns off the light.
"Night Chrissy." I whisper.
"Night Foury." She replies.
"That's a terrible nickname." I laugh.
"Well, your name's Four! What do I have to work with?" She hisses. I laugh.
"SHUT UP PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP HERE!" A voice yells from across the room. I close my eyes and fall asleep.
-o0o-
I wake up in the middle of the night, panting from another nightmare with Marcus. I sigh. I creep out of the dormitory and drink water from the drinking fountain.
"I'm positive she's Divergent." I hear Eric's voice. I hide in the shadows of the corner, where I had run into Tobias that night I first got a tattoo.
"No Stiff gets first in each stage so far. She has four fears," I'm certain they're talking about me. I gulp quietly.
"Even if she took an hour, she took only four minutes to pass a single fear." Eric.
"Quiet. I am not certain yet. But for now, keep an eye on her." A woman voice, sounding clear and stern.
Just when I am about to look around the corner to see who it is, but a large hand covers my mouth before I can scream.
I squirm and try to free from my attacker's grasps, but their hold on me is too tight. I feel someone tie a blindfold over my eyes, while my mouth is being covered and a pair of hands carry my body somewhere; three people. Judging by the way Peter was looking at me earlier, I think I know who this is. I try to breathe through the hand covering my mouth. My heart drops to my feet. It has a scent of sage and lemongrass.
"Come on, pull her up."
Yep, it's Peter.
I thrash around while the hands pull me up onto a railing.
In fact, it is the metal railing.
The one that surrounds the chasm.
They're trying to kill me.
"Well Stiff, let's have a little fun, shall we?" Drew laughs.
I feel a hand up my shirt and I immediately elbow Peter in the face. He steps back in pain. I rip the blindfold off of my eyes, and kick Drew in his place. He doubles over in pain as I pull the mask off of my third attacker.
My suspicions were correct.
Sage and lemongrass.
The smell that surrounds Al's bunk.
Al and I stare at each other, before Peter tackles me. We fight for a while until he holds me by the throat over the chasm.
"This is for your own good Stiff." I freeze.
Those six words.
Marcus.
I scream and I feel my airway closing.
I hear screams.
I am close to blacking out.
I see a figure punch Peter in the nose, and he lets go of his grip.
Gravity overtakes me.
DUN DUN DUN! CLIFFIE! Shoutout to my good friend ZataraGrace, who sent in the OC Zalia!
No more OC'S will be accepted since only three Dauntlessborn OCS make it past initiation. Joey are made up in my mind. Gabe is Uriah's friend in the book, so I decided to include him.
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