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Tris

I walk away from Four and Nita with quick steps. It hurts to much to linger with him for too long. Even with Nita sometimes. However Nita can always be off putting, but Four... It's something about him that makes me nervous and want to burst into flames. Or like this morning looking at him made me feel happy, but at the same time I thought my heart was shattered.

This is why I need to find Marcus. Marcus knows everything and anything about memories. Perhaps he can help me with mine. My earliest memories are from when I was 16 and that was three years ago. Anything before then is lost to me. Who I was whether or not I had a family is something I may never know. I am hopeful to find those memories again, but it will be hard. What I remember from my 'first day' of life as I call it was walking in an abandoned city.

It was then that Marcus and Johan found me. They took me in as part of their family. Johan is the best kid you will ever meet and he is nothing like Marcus. In other words I can't believe they're related. Honestly Marcus is cruel, cynical while Johan is sweet and kind. I arrive at Marcus' office and look through the little window. When I look in I see him yelling at Johan.

It breaks me a little everytime I see Marcus yell at him. After all Johan has to deal with a lot and he is still fairly going. So full of hope and life. Slowly I open the door, but I say nothing. Marcus has fallen silent as he glared at me. Johan looks at me with tears in his eyes. What could Marcus be mad about now? "Rose what are you doing here I thought you had training," Marcus snaps as I close the door behind me.

I mumble loud enough for him to hear, "I need to talk about my memories. Everytime I see that boy Four, the one who called Tris, something happens." I expect Marcus to yell at me or 'attack' me, but he doesn't. A long moment of silence passes between us as Marcus clenched he jaw. In a hard voice he says, "Johan go to your training while I handle this issue with Rose."

Johan doesn't hesitate to jump out of his seat and leave the room. Once that door closed it's just me and Marcus. He clasp his hands behind his back as he speaks in a rough tone, "Four probably looks like someone you knew before the memory loss. I honestly don't know Rose, but I advise you stay away from him." That caught me by surprise.

"But he could be the missing link," I counter, "Maybe I could get my memories back. Maybe he knows something about who I was. About who Beatrice was." Marcus flinched at the name, he doesn't like when I mention it. Beatrice was my name or at least I think it was. It was a name that stuck with me when I was lost, but I never knew who she was. I would love to know who she is. To know who I am.

Marcus shakes his head, "No Rose you cannot see him. Whatever reaction he gives you for your memories is dangerous. It's safer for you not to see him." Smirking I think to myself, when has he cared about my safety? "Marcus I have to know why this is happening, he could have answers," I push, but Marcus gets angry. "I said no," he yells at the top of his lungs, "Whatever you think you remember is fake!"

I'm hurt by that, but at the same I should expect nothing less from him. Maybe he's right. No don't listen to him, someone screams in my head. I look around panicked as I say, "Did you hear that Marcus?" Marcus shakes his head as he replies in a slightly softer tone, "Just go to training Rose and stay away from that boy."

I nod slowly, but the voice in my head shouts, No go to him! Don't listen to Marcus he's lying! Rapidly I run out of his office and into the nearest bathroom. Quickly I lock the door and move over to the mirror. I stare at my reflection as I say, "Your tired Rose is all, just relax." I tell myself this, but my words mean nothing.

A moment later her voice calls, Your name isn't Rose, your name it is Beatrice! But in the dauntless compound you went by Tris! Go to Four he knows who you were! He knows everything about you! I stare into my grey blue eyes freaked out. My breathing becomes shallow as I respond, "What do you mean? He knows me and I knew him?"

I can't believe I am talking to a voice in my head. Most likely I'm going insane, but strangely the voice in my head sounds exactly like me. Closing my eyes I bury my face in the palms of my hands. My head is pulsing as I hear her voice say, Go to Four he knows who you are! Stay away from Marcus and Nita! Four has the answers hurry before it's too late!

I lift my head to look at my reflection and realize who the voice is. The voice is Tris. I need to find Four. He has the answers I'm looking for. He has to.