Chapter 4

Tris

Party girls don't get hurt,

Can't feel anything, when will I learn,

The man brought Tris back to his home in Long Island. It was an overly large house with 6 bedrooms (all quite large), four full bathrooms and three half baths, a library (filled with almost very book you could imagine), a den, an enormous kitchen, a four car garage, a large basement with a game room and a lot more rooms. That wasn't what fascinated Tris the most, it was the backyard. A large willow tree sat in the middle of the beautiful yard, along with a salt water pool and huge garden. Tris stared in awe. She thought this lunatic of a man would have brought her to an old shack in the middle of nowhere but he didn't and she was grateful for that.

"Okay so here's what's going to happen, you are going to pretend to be my Fiancé and you're not going to tell anyone anything about what's really going on. Your new name is going to be Amanda McKay, learn to love it. I'm going to go get my maid to help you pick out a ring and an outfit for tonight, so don't do anything you'll regret." With that he leaves Tris standing in the overly large living room of oversized mansion. She could run but he'd most likely catch her and do God knows what to her, plus she had never been good at running.

Sitting down on the plush white coach Tris put her head in her small hands. She hadn't realized she was crying in till she felt her cheeks. They were wet, and black from the mascara she had been wearing, her hair was a rat's nest and her clothes crumpled and messy. She needed to shower but was scared of what she'd do to herself if she was left alone. She wanted to curl up in a tiny ball and die. It was always her that got the short end of the stick. Why was it always her?! She wanted to scream, shout or even throw a fit.

The man came back down the grand staircase, with a woman about her age. She had a mousy face, long brown hair, beautiful hazel/green eyes and she was a lot taller than Tris. He introduced her as Lauren Mac Dole (Lauren from divergent) and told Tris that she would be the only other person that knows the truth about her. She hated him, she had every piece of his entire being, she wanted to run up to and strangle him, even though she hardly knew him, but she stayed planted on the chair. She hardly knew this man but she wanted him to die, she didn't even know his freaking name, for God's sake.

"Are you even going to tell me your name?" The words slipped her mouth, she wished she could take them back apologizes but he spoke before her. His words heavy from exhaustion and boredom.

"Peter, Peter Hayes." Was all he said as he turned on his heel and stalked out of the room. She would have call out to his retreating figure. Seen if he could at least feed her but was stopped by the look on Lauren's face. Lauren shook her head, witch told her: he's in a mood, you don't want to mess with him right know.

Lauren escorted her to a bedroom that looked like the master. Strange, was Peter planning on having her sleep in the same bed as him? Was he planning on taking her virginity? Tris refused to think about that and focus on the task at hand.

"So, what kind of party are we going to?" Tris asked Lauren as she stared in awe at the overly large woman's closet packed with all different designers. The tags hadn't even been taken off of the clothes, and man were they expensive. How could Peter even afford to buy these? Tris thought. Was he trying to spoil her and find a way to make her stay?

The closet was packed with reds, yellows, blues, greys (of all shades) but most of the closet belong to a collection of black clothing, shoes and accessories. Almost all of the black clothes had white, gold or silver accent, so if Tris did chose to wear it she would not look like a Goth.

"Well, based off what Peter told me, the party is hosted by Uriah, a rich actor, and is not really fancy but skirt worthy." Lauren says and for a second Tris forgot that she was a captive but rather thought if Lauren and Tris had met on different circumstances, would they have been friends? "Oh! If you don't want to stand out I would wear dark clothing but it is your decision." Lauren was so well mannered, Tris wondered, yet again, if it had been Peters doing or the way she was brought up.

"What about this?" Tris picked up a red skater dress with a black lace back that went down to her lower back. Lauren nodded enthusiastically, as if telling her she had made the right choice. Lauren eyes a pair of black seven inch pumps and picked up a simple gold chain necklace and matching bracelet.

"Now for your make-up." Lauren said as she clapped her hands together. "We're going to keep it really simple and just do lipstick, lip gloss, mascara and eyeliner 'cause you are already gorgeous but before that," Lauren said as she pushed a now flushed Tris in the direction of the bathroom. "You missy need to take a shower." Laughing Tris obliged and step in to the bathroom.

It was luxurious, a bathtub, with jets, sat in the corner with a large window over top of it. The shower was a cave like shower with mosaic tiles surrounding the walls and a glass door. Behind a door was the toilet and sink. Stepping of the mat at the door she shivered, the cold of the tile sinking in to her feet.

Tris undressed herself whilst turning on the water, hot but not hot enough to burn herself. Turning around she stared at herself in the overly large mirror like the rest of the house. Her hair was too long alone with her nose and eyes. Her eyes looked skunked in, perhaps from lack of sleep, her bones stuck out of her body, well most on her abdomen and shoulders. She would never be beautiful, never has been never will be, as she told herself. She wasn't ugly, but she definitely wasn't attractive, either.

Sighing Tris step in to the luke warm shower. It soothed her sore muscles and she finally relaxed. Maybe begin Peters captor wouldn't be as bad as she thought it would be. Maybe he would treat her with care, nourish her and care for her, as if she were a real woman. Her hand rand down her shoulders and over ever part of her bony body.

This wasn't the life she had always dreamed of, but she guessed dreams don't really come true, or do they?

Hey guys,

i'm sorry this took so long to fix, it's cause my parents cut me off WIFI at 9. urgh.

anyways chapter 5 might take a while to update cause, I had half of it type and then my pc crashed and I lost it. I was so mad.

Question of the day: What's the last book you read?

Answer of the day: Unearthly by: Cynthia Hand

-J