Hey, hey, hey! So this is actually chapter six! Things are getting harder for Tris as you'll find out in this chapter! Thank you for the reviews and favorites and follows! You all are really amazing and have made me smile! :) And...surprise! I added a character, that Veronica Roth owns,but I own the plot! :) (That character being...Christina!) The song is The Climb by Miley Cyrus, by the way.
"The struggles I'm facing. The chances I'm taking. Sometimes might knock me down but no I'm not breaking..."
I sit there as I'm listening to the song on my iPod. I sometimes feel like breaking when it comes to my bullying experience but I try not let it hurt me. Try not to let it show. In a few weeks, the seniors will be graduating. Moving on with their lives. While I'm still here stuck in the same place...at least for two years.
At school, I see Four and I also see people giving me strange looks. Like I might break if not watched over like a bug under a microscope being tested on. A girl comes up to me. She has olive skin and chin length hair. "Hi I'm Christina...I heard about you cutting. I'm sorry that girl did that to you. You don't deserve to be not happy." I look at her. She must be a junior. But...how did she know I was cutting? White-hot anger bubbles up inside of me. Four told her. I walk up to him, ignoring Christina for a few moments. I pull Four away from his friends. "How dare you tell everyone! I trusted you and you hurt me!" I yell at him. "I didn't tell anyone. Honest, I didn't. Someone must of found out. But I didn't tell anyone, Tris. I would never do that." He says in his quiet voice. Calming me down. Reassuring me that he didn't. Maybe...I can trust him.
Today...I really feel like breaking. It's been two days since Four and I talked. Two days of constant staring. I feel like breaking into tiny little pieces until I completely disappear. I am nothing...I am broken. Maybe I can become unbroken...just not at this very moment with so many people staring at me. Take a picture it'll last longer...is all I am thinking at this moment. Four comes by my side and I don't feel so broken anymore. "How are you feeling today, Tris?" I hear Four's quiet voice ask me. I look at him. Maybe I should be a little open about what I'm dealing with and how I really feel. "I feel...broken." Four's eyes have so much concern in them that I feel like breaking down sobbing but...I don't. "Don't feel like that. You have so much strength...more than I've seen in anyone. You are worth recovery." Four kisses my cheek. Maybe...just maybe...I am worth the recovery as time goes on.
I know the chapters are a little short. But I try to fit the message in with what I am writing. Hopefully...I am.
Last night, I watched The Impossible. It's about this family that went on vacation and how a tsunami affected their lives. Based on a true story about the 2004 tsunami that killed 230,000 and displaced 1.7 million. It's a really good movie.
Please tell me what I am not doing good at and what I am doing good at.
Thank you for reading!
Until next time,
- foureatoncake