Again, all went to sleep one by one. Soon, we were only Tobias, Nita, and me.
Nita had a happy grin, making arise in her hands many things. Ice cream, lamps, toys, tools. Tobias had done arise a chair and silently watched, amused.
- I think you should go to sleep, Nita. Don't you have things to do tomorrow?
- I'm sure it can wait. - she answered before making appear a white rabbit. The rabbit moved the ears. - By God, this is incredibly real!
Tobias's smile threatened to split his face in two.
- You are right. I should go to sleep. - Nita left the rabbit on the floor. - Good night, Tris and Tobias.
Nita took off her glasses and disappeared. I did appear a gray carpet and sat on the floor.
- I think I'll go to sleep too. - Tobias said.
- Have a good night.
- Do not stay up very late. Your dark circles are always suspect, Tris.
- I'll remember. - I said with a smirk.
Tobias is gone.
I was alone. Nita's rabbit was still there, and came leaping towards me. I looked fascinated for a moment. I had never seen a rabbit so closely, although it was not real.
The rabbit climbed into my lap and I scratched one of his ears.
About ten minutes later, I decided to change that. I stayed a long time thinking about what I wanted to see. And suddenly, I had an idea.
I closed my eyes for a few seconds, trying to find every detail in my memory. When I opened them, I was in Tyrolean. In the tallest building in Chicago, watching the world from afar.
That world was just a mystery until a few weeks ago. I wished that it was this way again.
Some mysteries are better hidden.
But if I could, I would not change what I know now. Now, I live in the real world. Where there is pure and impure, evil people, fighters and victims. This is the life that I have. And I know I can handle it.
Jeanine appeared a few minutes later, in complete silence.
For a moment, she was very confused. And she did not see me. She saw the horizon in front of her, watching the Tyrolean. I approached stealthily behind her and covered her eyes.
She was dressed in a blue pencil skirt and a blouse. I'm glad. She looks good in jeans, but nothing replaces her skirts and her bare legs.
- Guess who I am?
- You better be Beatrice. But whoever you are, you have no idea who you got.
- I'm scared to death. - I removed my hands from her eyes - Hey there.
- Hello Beatrice.
- Tris.
- Beatrice.
- Tris.
- Beatrice.
- I like just "Tris".
- And I like your full name.
- Do I have to use your full name too? Hello, Jeanine Kate.
- I'll try to call you just "Tris".
I give a smile and take a lock of her hair in my hands.
- It is a very pretty sight. - she says, but her voice sounds far - I had never seen the city from this angle.
I shrug.
- Being Dauntless has its advantages.
She smiles, but her smile vanishes a second later.
It's strange to see her smiling when I think of the Jeanine that I met. Jeanine who wanted to corner me until I confessed my divergence on the day that I sought my brother in Erudite headquarters.
But stranger than it is to see the Jeanine that I love break a smile like that.
- Jeanine? What is wrong?
She shakes her head.
- There is nothing wrong. Why did you ask that?
- We can be together for a short time, but it's like I knew you all my life. I know when there is something wrong with you.
Jeanine sighs and looks away from me.
- No matter how everything seems well. No matter how much I try to convince myself that I overcame all that I did. My crimes always come back to haunt me and show me what I truly am.
- Oh, no, Jean. You should not be thinking these things. We've talked about it.
- I know. But that doesn't change anything really.
I wonder how those thoughts returned to inhabit her mind.
It is very unlikely that it happened on its own. Someone must have thrown it in her face.
And there was only one person I could think of.
- My father, right? He said you bad things.
Jeanine looks at me in surprise.
- How do you know that?
I walk until be in front of her and put both hands on her shoulders.
- I know Andrew Prior very well. Moreover, the only people who contact you now are my parents and Angela. My mother would not, which leaves us only one option.
- He'll never forgive me. - Jeanine says - And I can't blame him for that.
I wrap her face in my hands, and our eyes meet. What I see is again the blame clouding the silver-gray color that I love.
- Don't think about it now, right? Perhaps one day - in more peaceful times - he can forgive you. Let's hope.
She holds my waist with both hands and leans her forehead to mine.
- You're right. - she murmurs - It is illogical worry for something that doesn't depend on you.
- I need to tell you something. - I say changing the subject - It's very close to end. Everything.
- What are you talking about?
- Nita.
Understanding crosses her face. She becomes suddenly serious.
- So, you decided to trust her?
- Yes, and it's more than that. We will restart the Bureau within two days.
Jeanine looks at me in silence for a moment. Her brain absorbes every one of my expressions. I don't know what she sees in my face.
- What is your plan?
I explain her, step by step, and also the alternatives if something is out of control. She listens in silence to the end.
Last of all, she nodds at me, seriously.
- We will take the Bureau at this time, then. - she answers - We will be there.
- All?
- Yes all. But who knows? Maybe I can lock your father so that he is safe.
- I confess it is not a bad idea ... but only so he is safe.
- Tris ... - I look at her immediately. - We can not assure that everything will work out. There are many things that could go wrong. If that happens, I want you to promise me one thing: you will live.
Her grip on my body tenses a little, squeezing and pulling me a little more.
My chest shakes a little, but I don't hesitate when I take her face and say.
- I am 100% pure in a world of pures. If anyone is safe in this situation, it's me.
Although I'm not so sure.
...
I did arise a small table and two plates. Jeanine sat across from me.
- What do you want? - I asked smiling.
Jeanine slightly pursed her mouth, thinking.
She looked at her plate as if it were something very interesting.
- I want a melon.
The fruit appeared on her plate, cut with a fork. She is getting better at this.
- Again melon?
- Again melon.
I ordered a plate of carrots for the rabbit, that was still on the floor. For me, I ordered a burger.
Jeanine curiously watched my food.
- What?
- Nothing, I just had never seen one up close.
- You never eaten one?
- It are not popular in Erudite. It contains calories that are more efficient in Dauntless.
- Well, now you're going to taste a simulation-hamburger, which is no calories and lots of flavor.
I took the melon and did appear a cheeseburger. Jeanine watched with doubt, apprehension, and even a little fear. She looked at me and at the cheeseburger a few times, hesitating.
In the end, she looked at the cheeseburger firmly. She took it with her finger and thumb, giving it a little bite. Her face was expressionless, carved in stone, but her cheeks were like two strawberrys.
I watched fascinated. These things are only once in life.
- It is not bad. - she said after swallowing.
I could not help but smile. She had some cheese on her lower lip.
- What?
- You have cheese in your lip.
Before she could take it off, I leaned forward and wiped her lips with a kiss.
- Much better now.
- Yes. - she says smiling corner - definitely better.
She drags her thumb over my lower lip, and the feel of her fingers sparks an unexpected fire inside me.
I throw my arms around her neck and kiss her strongly, leaving me intoxicated with her taste, her smell, her touch. Everything about her was addictive, and I felt numb with any contact.
- You are insatiable ... - she says running her hands through her hair. Her face is red and her breathing, ragged. - It is very interesting for someone who came from Abnegation. Taking into account the customs of your former faction, you should be ashamed with any contact.
- Maybe it has something to do with my abnormal brain? - Her smile grows, and she pretends to think for a moment.
- Maybe. I've never been with a divergent before, and look at me now. I'm with the purest divergent between the divergents. I can analyze it later.
She leans and catchs my lips possessively.
- Whatever the result ... - my mouth down to her neck - I want you to show me.
- Surely…
I remain numb for a while; lost in the sensations she caused me. Touch her was like going to a totally different world, a world where only the pleasure mattered. I realized there was someone else there because I'm torn from the trance with no apparent explanation. I release the lips of Jeanine, and she looks at me confused.
As most of the time, I'm right.
Looking over her shoulder, I see a girl with dark hair standing. Her face is red and intense, she seems to be about to run away.
- Nita?
Quickly, Jeanine turns in the direction I'm looking and both of us we now see her, as embarrassed as she was.
I make a mental note to ask Caleb to include the 'privacy' factor in the next release he to do of this bauble.
- Oh my God. - Nita wrings her hands, not knowing what to do with them, or where to look - I don't know ... I didn't mean ... I'm sorry I...
- Okay, Juanita. - Jeanine says, and I realize that her rejection of nicknames isn't something related only to me. -There is no reason to be ashamed. I'm Jeanine Matthews.
- Hello ... Mrs Matthews. - She smiles nervously - I hope you don't get angry if I say that, but I already know you.
- Yes. - Jeanine's expression closes and she do an involuntary grimace - I know that. Everyone there knows me.
- What are you doing awake at this hour, Nita? - I ask - You want to tell me something?
-N-No, not really. I thought no one was there and I could explore a little...
Jeanine tightened her hold around my waist. We had to be a curious sight. Jeanine with disheveled hair and two buttons of her blouse open, holding me on her lap. I wanted to get out, but Jeanine held me stronger. Even in this state I felt bad for the poor Nita.
-I think I better go - she stammered. -Please forget I was here. Keep doing... that. Seriously, forget I was here! You two looked like wanted to continue and I'm so sorry!
-Juanita, please go away. - Jeanine said softly.
Nita nodded, trembling. Then she took off her glasses and disappeared.
I sighed, more tired than frustrated. Could it be that our destiny is always being interrupted?
-Besides uncomfortable, that was inappropriate - mumbled my girlfriend.
-Well ... at least she's gone.
-Yes...
We looked for a moment. We kissed.
...
Once satisfied, I hugged Jeanine and rested my head on her shoulder. I like to sleep doing spoon with her because I can kiss her neck without her to move, trapped in my arms.
I kissed the mole at the corner of her lip, as she stroked my hair. In this position I could also see the scars behind her cheek. They were healing well.
I kissed each pink line.
-Do not feel guilty. - Jeanine whispered.
-I don't do it. - I replied. -But still, it's a little frustrating to ruin the perfection of your face.
Jeanine gave me a wry smile.
-The things you say.
-So? You don't like being told beautiful?
-I am beautiful. - Jeanine said smiling. -But the word "perfect" is somewhat exaggerated, is not it?
- No - I respond firmly. - Isn't it.
- You've always been very biased towards things you love.
I shrugged.
-I only express things the way I see them.
- I can say that you have an interesting way of looking at things.
- It's part of my charm.
Jeanine laughed, as if she was enjoying an inside joke.
- Look at us. I understand why ordinary people are frightened to see us together.
- We aren't ordinary - I replied. - I think you know that better than anyone.
- Yes. - Her lips curves into a small smile - We are the illogical pair in the world. And it's also the best thing ... - she caresses my face, thoughtful - I need to go now, Beatrice. And I think you need too. Tomorrow will be a day full of preparations. I need to tell Angela and your parents about the plan you told me. We have much to do.
- Yes, I agree with you. Just promise me one thing: be careful. I don't want this... - I touch out to where Tori had shot her. There is a large red scar, but it looks much better than before. - ...to happen again.
- I promise. - She shakes my hand. - I'll be careful for you. Now go to sleep, my love.
- Okay.
I have a last glimpse of her hands removing her glasses, and then I take mine.
Darkness comes immediately, smooth and comforting, and finally I let my dreams involved me, with Jeanine's eyes behind my eyelids.