~Amar's POV~
She was right I already know. He abused her. He turned her life into a living nightmare. She looks like she is about to break down again so I decide to change the topic. I know a lot about this girl already except for one very important thing.
"What's your name?" She looks shocked. She keeps staring. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
She quickly turns her head away, "Oh, sorry it's just that whenever most people find out they want to know every detail. They don't even think about how painful it is to talk about." She looks back down, "But you probably don't care. Anyways, my name is Beatrice. Yours?"
"I'm Amar. I work as a guard her in Dauntless. Now, would you like to get off that net?" She nods and I help her down. When she stands up I take in how short she is. How is she so strong when she is so small. She looks like she would break in half under the weight.
"You're doing it." She says in a tone that suggest she is not happy at whatever I did.
"Doing what?"
"You're staring at me like i'm broken and you need to fix me. It happens every time."
"Sorry but you amaze me. You are so strong yet so small." She looks up and smiles.
~Tris' POV~
As soon as those words left his mouth I actually thought someone believed in me. Believed that I could do what I wanted no matter how small or seemingly broken I am. I can't help but smile.
"Thanks"
When we are done exchanging smiles he leads me into what they call the Pit. It's amazing, breathtaking actually. It's not pretty by any means, but it is filled with the sense of freedom. I imagine it filled with people who aren't afraid to shout and run wildly. People who are focused on the life they want to live instead of always submitting to other people. At that thought I realize that I would love it here, being free. He leads me down a hallway into an apartment numbered 178. He takes his keys out of his pocket and unlocks the door. I walk into his apartment and sit down on the couch because I don't think I can stand any longer. Amar starts talking to me but i don't remember anything because I was already asleep.
~Amar's POV~
When I look over I see that she is fast asleep. She look innocent even though I know what she did. She killed her father, but I don't think any less of her. He ruined her and she only used what he taught her by being violent against him. I can't let the leaders send her back to Abnegation and I can't let them kill her. She says she wants to be dead but she will do something great one day and I have to make sure she lives to see that day. I walk into my bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed. There is only one way to keep her safe. I have to make her Dauntless.
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The next morning I wake up extra early because I have some business to take care of. I walk into the pit and head straight to a clothing store. I buy 5 black shirts, 2 pairs of black jeans, 2 black skirts and a pair of black shorts, all in extra small. I walk back up to my apartment and see that she is looking out the window. She turns around and sees me holding the bag full of clothes, and I hand them to her.
"What are these?"
"They are clothes that you need to put on, but take a shower first."
"Thank you but I don't really think I am going to be needing these clothes in prison."
"You aren't going to prison," She looks up at me with wide eyes as I start to explain to her how her new life will be, "You are not Beatrice Prior from Abnegation. You are Tris from Dauntless. Your story is, when your mother was still pregnant with you your father died and she was distraught and ran away to hide in the factionless sector. Now that you are old enough to make your own decisions you came back to your home which is Dauntless. I will defend your story by saying that your mother was my best friend and we kept in touch throughout the years. The story should get you into Dauntless without any problems. The problem you are going to have is fitting in. You have to leave Abnegation behind and become Tris. Tris is wild and is the ideal Dauntless 14 year old. You cannot mess this up."
~Tris' POV~
The words circle around in my head. I am going to be Dauntless. I am Tris. Tris is not broken by abuse. Tris is not a murderer. Tris is brave.