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Chapter XXI. Secrets Revealed and the Final Rankings
TRIS
And with those four stuttered words, he immediately tenses.
"Tris. You've had sex?!" He looks as if a knife was just thrown straight through his heart and he looks at me with an unbelievable accusing look. His innocent mysterious dark-blue eyes transform hard and cold, glaring at me with tears swimming in them. His mouth is wide open.
"I can't believe you, Four. I never pinned you as that type of girl." His voice, quiet and controlled, yet sounds as if it is about to explode.
My mouth repeatedly opens and closes for a while until I fall to the floor on my knees.
He stands frozen, fists clenched and veins popping. "Tobias…" I look up through my tears.
"M-Marcus h-he r-rap-raped m-me," I stutter out, then the loud sobs control me.
"Oh my God," he says, wrapping his arms around me securely. "Fo-Beatrice, Tris, I am so so sorry, Oh my God, Tris, I'm so sorry," He repeats, running a hand through my hair while the other wipes my continuous tears.
"Tris. What happened?!"
I choke on my sobs. "In Ab-Abnegation he r-raped m-me."
He holds his lips to my forehead. "Was it the first time?" He asks hesitantly.
I shake my head.
I try to say more, but it doesn't work.
We stay like that for a while, me clinging onto his arms, desperate for someone to save me from the dark memories, and his arms snaked around my body. His hands rest on my back, and the way he strokes my tattoos makes my spine shiver.
"I am so going to kill him when I see him." He says after a moment of silence.
When I meet his gaze, his face is painted in anger, hatred, and hints of vengeance.
No words escape my mouth.
I kiss him between the eyebrows, and on the tip of his nose, and then carefully fitting my mouth to his. I am on edge. Electricity courses through my veins where blood is supposed to be. I want him to kiss me, I want him to; I am afraid of where it might go for his sake.
My hands shift to his shoulders, and my fingers brush over the edge of something, a bandage.
I pull back with my brows puckered.
"Are you hurt?"
"No. It's another tattoo. It's healed, I just…wanted to keep it covered up."
"Can I see?"
He nods, and pulls his sleeve down and slips his shoulder out of it. I stare at his shoulder for a second, and then run my fingers over the tan bandage. They rise and fall with the muscles in his arms.
I peel away the corner of the bandage away.
I smile slightly when my eyes set on the black ink of the hand helping another up.
"Now we match," he says.
I nod. "Except my Abnegation symbol is on my back,"
"Can…I see it?"
"Again?" I say with a slight smirk.
I press the bandage back over the tattoo and he fixes his sleeve.
"Are you asking me to undress, Tobias?" I say, reusing the same line from where we first kissed.
The memory coaxes a smile out of both of us.
"Only partially," He plays along.
I nod, and unzip my jacket. I take off my shirt in one swift motion.
I stare down at the Dauntless flames engulfing the side of my ribs.
"What's wrong?" He asks.
"I don't invite many people to look at me," I say. "Any people, actually. You are the only one to see me once, now twice."
"I can't imagine why," He says softly. "I mean, look at you."
He walks around me slowly, analyzing the fiery flames, both of them, the helping hands, the eye thirsty for knowledge, the scales seeking the truth, and the blossoming tree.
"I think we've made a mistake," I say softly. "We've all started to put down the virtues of the other factions in the process of bolstering our own. I don't want to do that." I clear my throat.
"No one's perfect," he whispers. "It doesn't work that way. One bad thing goes away, and another bad thing replaces it."
I traded cowardice for cruelty; I traded weakness for ferocity.
His fingertips brushing over the Abnegation symbol sends shivers through me. "We have to warn them, you know. Soon."
"I know," I say. "We will."
He turns toward me.
He seems uncomfortable.
"Is this scaring you, Tobias?"
"No," he croaks. He clears his throat. "Not really. I'm just afraid of what I want."
"What do you want?" My face tightens slightly. "…Me?"
He nods slowly.
I nod too, and he takes my hands in his own gently. He guides my palms up to his stomach. His eyes lowered, he pushes my hands up, over his abdomen and over his chest, and holds them against his neck. My palms tingle with the feel of his smooth, warm, skin, my face is hot, but I shiver anyway. I look up at him.
"Someday," I say, "If you still want me, we can…" I clear my throat. "We can…" I lose my words.
He smiles a little and wraps his arms around me, holding me so that I can feel his heartbeat against my cheek, as fast as my own.
"Are you afraid of me, Tris?" He asks.
"Terrified," I reply with a smile.
I turn my head and kiss the hollow beneath his throat.
"Maybe you won't be in my fear landscape anymore," He murmurs.
He bends his head and kisses me slowly.
"Then everyone can call you Six officially."
"Four and Six," he says.
We kiss again, and this time, it feels familiar.
Not the forceful ways of Marcus.
But the way I know how we exactly fit together; Tobias and I.
His arm around my waist, my hands on his chest, the pressure of his lips on mine.
We have each other memorized.
-o0o-
After a long two hours of lying on Tobias's bed, talking and kissing and eventually dozing off until we heard shouts in the hallway, rowdy Dauntless on their way on the way to the banquet.
I watch Tobias's face carefully as we walk to the dining hall, searching for any sign of disappointment.
If anything, he seems lighter now than he was before.
He smiles more, anyway, like me.
When we reach the entrance, we go our separate ways. I go in first, and run to Will and Christina. He comes in a minute later and sits with Zeke, who hands him a dark bottle. He waves it away.
Zalia, Gabe, Joey, Uriah, Marlene, and Lynn join us.
"Where did you go?" asks Christina. "Everyone else just went back to the dormitory, Four."
"I just wandered around," I say. "I was too nervous to talk to everyone else about it."
"You have no reason to be nervous," says Zalia.
"Yeah, I turned around to talk to Will for one second, and you were already done." adds in Christina.
I can tell by the different octave of her voice that she is jealous.
I just shrug instead of trying to reason out.
"What job are you guys going to pick?" asks Gabe.
"I'm thinking of becoming an initiate trainer," Christina says. "Scaring the living daylights out of them seems fun. What about you?"
"I don't know yet."
"DAUNTLESS CAKE TESTER!" Oh Uriah...
"I guess...I could be an ambassador to the other factions," I put in. "Being a transfer would help me," but having Marcus, the Abnegation leader, as part of your kin, wouldn't. I just made that up quickly. I may want to have a control room job like Tobias.
Will sighs. "I was so hoping you would say Dauntless-leader-in-training. Because that's what Peter wants. He couldn't shut up about it in the dorm earlier," He clears his throat. "And it's what I want. Hopefully I ranked higher than him...oh and all the Dauntless-born initiates. Forgot about them."
"HEY! How can you forget about me?" Uriah says, faking hurt and putting a hand up to his heart. Marlene just punches him, and he groans in pain. "Girl packs a punch," He mumbles.
"Oh God. This is going to be impossible." Will groans.
"No, it isn't," Christina says, reaching for his hand and lacing their fingers together, like it's the most natural thing in the world. Will squeezes her hand.
"How was everyone's time facing their deepest fears in hell?" Joey says.
'Okay', 'Great', 'Terrifying', and other synonyms are spoken.
We converse for a while, until a microphone squeals somewhere, so loud I clap my hands over my ears. I look across the room at Eric, who stands on one of the tables with the microphone in hand, tapping it with his fingertips. After the entirety of Dauntless is quiet-or at least, nearly-Eric clears his throat and begins.
"We aren't big on speeches here. Eloquence is for the Erudite," he says, making the crowd laugh. I wonder if they even know that Eric's a former Erudite; under all the pretense of Dauntless recklessness and even brutality, he is more like an Erudite than any other faction. If they did, I doubt they would laugh at him. "So I'm going to keep it short. It's a new year, and we have a new pack of initiates. And a slightly smaller pack of new members. We offer them our congratulations."
After the final word escapes from his tongue the room erupts, not into applause, but into the pounding of fists and aluminum mugs on tabletops.
The noise vibrates in my chest, and I grin.
"We believe in bravery. We believe in taking action. We believe in freedom from fear and in acquiring the skills to force the bad out of our world so that the good can prosper and thrive," Then Marcus needs to be kicked out of the world. "If you also believe in those things, we welcome you."
Though I know that Eric probably doesn't even believe his own rehearsed words, I find myself smiling, because I believe.
Like Tobias said; One bad thing goes away, and another bad thing replaces it.
The brave Dauntless removed fear of doubt, but it is replaced by cruelty.
The intelligent Erudite removed uncertainty, but replaced by cockiness and vain.
Peaceful Amity removed aggressiveness, but replaced by passiveness.
Honest Candor lost their habit of lying, but has a knack of being inconsiderate when being too honest.
And selfless Abnegation removed personal indulgence, only to be replaced by too much modesty, and basically acting like a doormat; being pushed around by everyone else and doing everyone else's bidding.
No matter how badly the leaders have warped the Dauntless ideals, those ideals can still belong to me.
More pounding fists, this time accompanied by whoops and cheers.
"Tomorrow, in their first act as members, our top ten initiates will choose their professions, in the order of how they are ranked." Eric says. "The rankings, I know, are what everyone is really waiting for," More cheers. My heart beat faster and faster by each word and second.
What if I don't rank in the top ten?
I gulp.
"They are determined by a combination of three scores-the first, from the combat stage of training; the second, from the simulation stage, and the third, from the final examination, the fear landscape. The rankings will appear on the screen behind me."
As soon as the word 'me' leaves his mouth, the names appear on the screen, which is almost as large as the wall itself. Next to number one is my picture, and the name "Four."
The heavy weight in my chest lifts.
First.
Divergent or not, this is where I belong. I forget about the war; I forget about death. Will wraps his arms around me and gives me a bear hug. I hear cheering around me and laughing and shouting.
"FOUR! FOUR! FOUR! FOUR!" The Dauntless members cheer. I see some exchanging money. Christina points at the screen, her eyes wide and filled with tears.
1. Four
2. Uriah
3. Lynn
4. Marlene
5. Peter
I groan inwardly. Peter stays. I read the rest of the names.
6. Will
7. Christina
8. Gabe
9. Joey
10. Zalia
Christina reaches across the table to hug me. She laughs in my ear.
Uriah grabs me from behind and lifts me off the ground with a bear hug. "Congratulations!" I shout.
"You beat them Four!" He shouts back and releases.
Zalia and Gabe kiss, Zalia's bronze tanned arms around his neck and his hands resting on her hips. I smile slightly; those two are perfect for each other. I crane my neck to look at the screen again. I follow the list down.
11. Molly
12. Drew
Molly and Drew are cut.
I smile inwardly knowing that victory has been reached; even if it isn't quite the victory I wanted, but it's a victory nonetheless.
Will and Christina kiss, a little too sloppily for my taste.
The most surprising thing is that Lynn and Joey are kissing!
I exchange a shocked glance with Shauna a few tables far; her tom-boyish sister is kissing a Dauntless-born they've known for many years. Next to Shauna is Zeke and Tobias, who are grinning wide and around me is the pounding of Dauntless fists. Tobias walks over to me and I turn to face him, beaming.
"You think giving you a hug would give away too much?" he says.
"You know," I say, "I really don't care. "I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his.
This is the best moment of my life.
"WHAT THE ABSOLUTE F-" A voice yells, another cutting in.
"WOOOOOOOOOO! GET SOME TOBIAS!"
This is now the most embarrassing moment of my life, even surpassing the leaders' speech about me. The pounding of fists stop in the room for a second, and then cheers erupt.
"TEN! TEN! TEN! TEN!" A moment later, my thumb brushes over the injection site in his neck. He seems to be deep in a split second, he breaks away from the kiss and stare wide-eyed at me.
"Tobias?" I say, shakes his head. "Not now." Then he slightly flinches. I nod; not with every single Dauntless standing all around us-staring with open mouths, probably because I just kissed Tobias-and the cheering and excited clamor of it seems so important that he has to tell me stare at each other in the eyes for a moment then someone tackles from behind him, making him fall to the floor.
"ZEKE! GET. OFF. ME!" Zeke stands up grinning. "Finally, Tobias got a girlfriend! Its been like eighteen freakin' years!"
We blush. Zeke drags Tobias away somewhere, and before I could follow I hear a voice.
"FOUR!"
I turn to see Christina sprinting up to me with Will, Zalia, Joey, Gabe, Uriah, Marlene, and Lynn at her shakes my shoulders. "HOW COULD YOU HAVE NOT TOLD ME?!"
"Because I didn't want people to think that I got my ranking because of him."
They all laugh. I tilt my head with a raised brow. "What's so funny?"
"That you actually think that other people would think that you only have your ranking because of him, it has nothing to do with the fact that you're a Dauntless prodigy with four fears Four," says Zalia sarcastically, making me chuckle.
Well, she was a bit wrong because my good friend comes marching up to us, he yells and points at me.
"SEE?! THAT'S THE ONLY WAY SHE GOT FIRST! SHE WAS USING THE INSTRUCTOR!"
We all just stare at him, with an expression on our faces that reads, 'Really? Just really?'
Lynn marches up to him and points-more like jabbing-her finger into his chest.
"Listen here, Peter," she says, spitting his name out like venom. Joey crosses his arms and stands next to Lynn protectively, glaring at him. Christina walks so she stands beside Lynn. "You really just think that, huh?" A humorless laugh escapes her. Will stands aside Christina, putting a defensive hand on her shoulder and pushing her behind him. "Really? Just really? Look Peter, but we don't accept Candor smartasses here." He looks behind at his slightly offended girlfriend and whispers, "Sorry."
Peter scoffs. "Oh, really? Look at the ugly slut you call your girlfriend behind you."
That was just over.
My fists clench, like everyone else's.
While Christina looks absolutely offended and on the verge of tears, Marlene shoves aside Lynn, Will, Joey, and storms up to Peter. We all stare at Marlene wide-eyed.
Marlene.
Marlene, who is never mad and is basically an Amity, is crushing Peter's throat by holding him to the wall with her forearm and yelling at him.
"IF YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH MY FRIENDS, YOU DON'T TELL THEM STRAIGHT FORWARD YOU DAMN CANDOR ASSHOLE!" We flinch at her words. "SO YOU JUST SHUT THE HELL UP, AND MOVE YOUR SORRY ASS!"
Uriah steps up and places a hand on Marlene's shoulder, who calms down. By now, all of Dauntless is watching the little exchange occurring between the newest Dauntless members.
"Listen here, you little sadistic Pansycake," says Uriah.
"Don't mess with us." angrily warns Lynn.
Peter laughs. "Us? Please, Lynn. I bet all of you only made it into Dauntless is because of your boyfriends, girlfriends, and siblings." He has a hint of fear slowly growing in his cruel green eyes, knowing that he is outnumbered; one to nine.
Zalia starts at him and Gabe has to hold her back from punching him.
Peter cackles with a slight hint of nervousness.
"Pansycakes."
I've had enough of this.
I will not be pushed around.
Not like before, and I will not be again.
I storm up to Peter before my friends can stop me. Instead, they all watch intently, like every other Dauntless around us.
I have to look up to shoot daggers into his eyes.
"Peter, if you got a problem, don't go around assuming that the only reason we all ranked higher than you is because we were using people. That's an act of cowardice." I spit out.
He grins sadistically.
"You know what else is an act of cowardice?"
"YOUR MOM?" Uriah, I presume, shouts.
"No, an act of cowardice is you being afraid to admit that you were abused."
That did it.
I see nothing but red, and my teeth grind together, my jaw set.
He fakes surprise. "Oh, little Foury admitting that the Erudite articles are true? Is that why she left Abnegation?" he says in a little baby voice.
His mouth makes out more words, but I hear nothing.
My fingernails dig into my palms hard enough to make blood flow, and before I know it, my fist is hurdling at his jaw.
I do what Marlene did, except with much more force and he coughs up blood with the force my arm pushes his throat against the wall.
"Those articles are not true. They are just a piece of crap. Got. That." I phrase the question unlike one, my voice controlled and deadly quiet.
He nods, or at least tries to, face showing fear and extreme terror that matches after the first time I fought him.
When I glare at him, I notice that he doesn't have a bandage on his neck, where everyone else does. And there isn't a marking where the needle would've plunged.
Why wouldn't he have it?
That's when I realize.
The leaders took him off of it.
I should've known that he would be working for them after he became Eric's favorite.
My brain tells me to end him, but I release my arm and shove him to the floor.
I walk back to my friends who are shocked and somewhat terrified.
I instantly widen my eyes.
They are terrified of me, I'm a monster.
"HAHA! UP YOUR ASS PANSYCAKE!" shouts Uriah, making us all laugh except for me.
They walk forward and leave Peter on the floor.
I look down at the floor.
"Hey now," I look up to glance at comical brown eyes.
"That was badass Four, I would have done the same if Gabe over there," she gestures to her boyfriend, "didn't hold me back."
I smile a little; Like Uriah, Zalia can always cheer anyone up.
"Thanks Zalia…"
"HEY DIPSHITS! PARTY IN THE PIT!" shouts Uriah.
Everyone cheers and hollers.
How are they not offended by 'Dipshits'?
Then again, it's Uriah.
"Let's go Four!" Christina shouts.
"But I have to…" tell Tobias about Peter.
As I crane my neck to look around for him, Christina drags me to the Pit with the others and everyone in Dauntless, and half of them are already drunk.
Loud music blasts throughout the Pit and the smell of intoxicated teens fill the air.
Now it's impossible to find Tobias.
The Erudite could strike any time.
"Christina, I have to go!" I yell above the music.
She shakes her head. "This party is practically being thrown for you! You are staying missy!"
I groan.
I have to find Tobias.
And fast.
-o0o-
"EVERYBODY DANCE NOW!" Everyone screams along with the music to Marlene, Uriah, Zalia, and Gabe's dare.
Everyone drunkenly cheers as Gabe starts to breakdance with Uriah and Zalia and Marlene start to do that 'twerking' thing Uriah did last Candor or Dauntless game and the cheers grow louder.
Marlene normally would never do that, being the sweet girl she is, but she's drunk.
Almost every single Dauntless is drunk, which includes my friends and Will.
I stay sober because I am worried about the Erudite. I tried to find Tobias but the crowds congratulating me swept him away from me. And Christina is making sure I don't leave the party.
When Zalia, Uriah, Marlene, and Gabe finish-Marlene and Zalia ending with their hands on their hips and stepping on Uriah and Gabe, who lay on the floor in a seductive position that makes me slightly chuckle-everyone cheers.
Christina and my other friends are distracted so I decide to creep my way to the dormitory.
I look back every once in a while to make sure Christina won't stop me when I ram into someone's chest.
I look up from the floor and my eyes widen.
"Four? Why are you leaving?" He asks slightly drunk.
He helps me up and I release his hand.
"Because Will, I am tired." I say.
He looks at me skeptically. "You're lying. You always bite your lip when you lie."
I stop biting my lip. "No, I really am tired."
"Four, even drunk you know that I don't believe you."
I groan. "Fine," I look around and step forward. "Something big is happening Will."
He raises an eyebrow. "What do you mean? Is it the banquet party?" He chuckles.
I shake my head. "No...the Erudite might attack." I whisper rushed.
His celery-green eyes widen. "W-What? W-When? Wh-Why?" He stutters quietly.
I shake my head. "I don't know. We'll have to be ready. I got to go Will," I say, walking past him with the last word through the door.
I open the door to the dormitory after walking a few empty hallways and take a quick shower, the hot water nearly making me fall asleep. I force my groggy eyes to stay open and change into a tank top and jeans and crash to my bed.
Should I go find Tobias?
Should I?
These unsure thoughts wander my brain as I fall into a deep slumber.
"HOLY SHIT! SLOW DOWN, GRAB THE WALL, WIGGLE LIKE YOU TRYNA MAKE YO ASS FALL OFF, HELLA THICK I WANNA SMASH 'EM ALL, NOW SPEED UP, GAS PEDAL! GAS PEDAL! GAS PEDAL! GAS PEDAL! GAS PEDAL!"
I groan and smash my pillow over my head, still hearing the slightly muffled noise of my new faction.
Which sometime soon, will be used as Erudite killing machines.
ONCE AGAIN I AM SO SORRY I DIDNT WRITE THE PROMISED SIX THOUSAND WORDS! I AM SORRY FOR BAD GRAMMER BECAUSE I AM CURRENTLY TYPING THIS ON MY PHONE WHICH makes the fonT WEIRD SO ON THE 27 I will be revising this. Please review, follow, favorite, and check out my other story!
P.S. THIS IS REVISED NOW -TrissyPoo on 7/2/14
if this gets 20+ reviews, I will not split up the war into five chapters, I will write 2 chapters of the book each chapter of this story. (around 3000-4000 words a chapter.)
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