Tris P.O.V
"We've been expecting you"
I stop dead in my tracks; I'm paralyzed for the second time today. Please let my baby be okay, Please let my baby be okay, Please let my baby be okay. Is the only thing running through my mind? I don't know what I would do if I didn't have her in my life. She is the only thing that keeps me alive, if it wasn't for Emily I would have committed suicide a long time ago. But she looked up at me and smiled the first time I had her in my arms. It felt like someone had wrapped their arms around me and spread warmth through my frozen body. At that moment I knew I couldn't throw her to the wolves, I had to keep her and teach her to make sure she could fight the wolves when she was older.
I feel Four wrap his hands around my torso "They won't hurt her, we got your back". I nod my head and force myself to toughen up, No one hurts my family.
"Well don't just stand there come on in…Trissss" he hisses it and he sounds so much like a snake that I'm about to call the exterminator. I walk in and everyone else follows slowly after scared at what awaits us inside. I look around my house and it isn't torn apart, it looks the exact way I left it. I turn around and look at my friends and they are all looking around probably wondering the same thing I am; what the heck is going on. I hear the door slam shut, I whirl around on the balls of my feet ready to pounce on anyone.
"Who are you" I ask the direction of the door.
"That doesn't matter" It comes from the stair case, I whirl around but I see nothing, "What matters is, where is Emily" the man hisses, but this time it comes from right behind. I twirl around and see Four. No I see an older man that looks just like Four; I look up to the man's eyes expecting to see big beautiful indigo eyes. But no I see black pit's staring down at me. I take a step back and run into my couch, I flip over it and land on the cushions looking around for everyone else, but I see all of them on the ground… unconscious I'm praying. I look back up at the man, and he is looking right down at me.
"At least my son has good taste in women, I thought I was going to find a scrawny little sissy" he says this with his eyes skimming over my body, like I am an item. That pisses me off; I am not a piece of clothing on a rack at Walmart. "Shut up" I sneer out. "Ooh feisty" he teases; I jump over the couch and strangle him. I am only seeing red, I am seething. If there is one thing you don't to a mother is take their child, we go crazy. Trust me. "Where is Emily" I whisper out and I put as much hatred and rage into it as I can, I see him shiver but his face doesn't change. I grip my hands around his neck tighter, I see him start to struggle. "Where is my daughter" I whisper again, I found out that if you whisper instead of yell it freaks the person out a lot more, so that's what I do. He shakes his head no but his eyes are wide and his face is starting to change from tan to light blue. I feel something come from behind me, I flip over Fours father, and well I'm guessing he is his father. I look up and see a tall, dirty blond woman in an indigo form fitting dress that goes just to her knees, with matching stilettos. I look at her hand and in it is a syringe with purple liquid in it, I look at her face and she looks shocked.
"Who are you people, why are you here" the lady in blue shakes her head and loses the shocked face. "Who are you" she asks and I almost laugh she sounds like the lady on my G.P.S. maybe she is.
"That doesn't matter, what matters is where is my daughter and how many people do I need to kill to get her back" I sneer back.
I look back at her and grin evilly picking up the gun beside the mans head. I kick him in the head and his eyes roll back in his head. I stand up straight and point the gun to her forehead. "Do I need to repeat myself, I say tightening my finger on the trigger. I have never shot, let alone held a gun before and I am scared out of my mind but I don't let that show on my face. I harden my features and tense up. "How many people" I whisper smiling, I see her shiver and move her hand with the syringe in it towards me. I kick it out of her hand; I'm not even sure how I did that. Her eyes widen "None" she chokes out, "Good, now tell me where she is" I say all business.
"I don't know where she is"
"How do you not know where she is"
"I don't get told that information, we are just the cleanup crew, make sure no one that comes in this house makes it out alive" she smiles, "sorry darling" she says with a wicked grin. I look around and see about 30 men surrounding me.
I look back at her and she's laughing, I pull the trigger and watch her lifeless fall to the ground.
I turn around and see a gun pointed to my face. "So I'm guessing you're the clean up crew" I say nervously. They nod "and were here to clean you up". I look up "I repent" I say before hearing a trigger and falling into darkness.
Authors Note: I'M SO SORRY! Our wi-fi is jacked up. So I'm doing two chapters today because i missed two days in updating. HAPPY NEW YEARS, by the way, and thank you guys so much for reviewing. I almost cried, they were beautiful. Keep showing love and i'll keep updating. Oh and I am not Veronica Roth , I don't hurt my readers by killing your favorite characters...maybe. Show some more LOVE and REVIEW!
~Liyah