Divergent High

Chapter 14

Tris' POV 

I wake up in a room. My hans and feet are bound together and to a chair. "There is no point in struggling," a voice says. I have heard that voice before. A man steps out of the corner. Marcus, Tobias' father. "Why are you doing this to me?" I ask. "Because I want to get back at my son. Don't worry though, I will let you go at nine-thirty-five, if Tobias cancome up with $10,000 by nine-thirty," he tells me as he walks over to stand infront of me. "Before then, we are going to have a bit of... fun," he tells me.

Next thing I know, he is kissing me. He kisses my neck, my cheek, then my lips. Not the way Tobias does, though. No, he does it with more force. Then, to make maters worse, he touches me. Before I know it, he is taking my clothes off. I know this will make things worse, but I kick him where it counts and start squirming in my chair. I just have to keep him off me until nine-thirty. I look at the clock in the room. It reads eight-fourty-five. Less than an hour to go.

Marcus quickly recovers and gets up. "You are going to regret that," he spits and saunters back over and punches me in the gut. He starts to unloop his belt. He unties me from the chair. "Bend over," he instructs. I do so only because I don't want it any worse. The pain comes more brutaly than I ever got. This must have continued for about thirty minutes because when he was done it was nine-eighteen. 

"Are you going to let me finish now?" he asks as he backs off. I nod my head since I don't have the power to talk. As soon as I nod my head he is back at me. Kissing forcefully and touching me in unplesent places. It is an agonizing wait for a little alarm to go off on his phone signaling it is time to release me.

He walks out of the room and returns two minutes later with an envelope in hand. "Get up, let's go," he instructs. I slip my clothes on and walk out of the room. Marcus leads me down a halway before we get to his front door. "Stand infront of the mailbox and then someone will come and get you," he tells me. 

I walk slowly to the mailbox and lean against it for less than a second before Tobias jumps out of what looked like Zeke's car. "Tris!" he yells as he races over to me and picks me up. Once I'm in his arms all I can do is cry. I cry, and cry, and cry. It seems like I had been crying for an hour but we had only walked over to the car. "It's okay. I'm here now," Tobias tells me stroking my hair. "No it's not! He touched me while I was in there Toby! He kissed me and touched me!" I yelled. I had lost it when he said it was okay. It really wasn't. I had just been kidnapped by my boyfriend's dad and been touched  by him.

"He did what!" Zeke shouted. At this point we were in the car. "He kissed me and touched me!" I shouted and started to cry harder. "When I tried to resist, he punched me and whipped me!" I sobbed and went back to crying. My face was now covered in tears. When I mentioned getting beat, Zeke slamed on brakes. "We are going back!" he shouted and did a U-turn. "Tris, you are safe now, okay? I will make sure my father never comes near you again," Tobias tells me in a sweet voice.

When Zeke pulls back up to Marcus' house, he gets out and goes up to the door and knocks. After a few seconds, Marcus answers the door and Zeke starts to punch him. When Marcus looks like he has passed out, Zeke comes back to the car. "Now we are done with him," he anounces, and drives us back to our place.

Tobias carries me up to my room when we get home. He lays me on the bed and lays behind me and I fall asleep imediatly.

I wake up in my room and realize Tobias is in my bed. I start to freak out because last night I dreamed that he took the place of Marcus. When I start freaking out and getting out of bed, Tobias starts to wake up. I start to run to the bathroom, but Tobias is faster and easily catches my arm. I beging swatting at his arm.

"What is it? What's wrong?" he asks is a soothing voice as he pushes a strand of hair behind my ear. I get to my senses and realize it was only a dream. "It was you! I dreamed that you took Marcus' place from yesterday," I try to calm down, but it only turns into me crying. "Hey, calm down, you know I would never do that right?" he asks, lifting my chin so my eys meet his. In respons I nod and lean into him.

I realize it's Monday and groan. "What now?" Tobias asked. "We have school today," I answer. "We beter get ready then," he tells me. "FIne, I need to shower and wash the Marcus off of me," I tell him and start to walk away. I feel him following me so I decide to be mean again. When I get to the bathroom, I turn around and say "Not today," and close the door in his face.

I get out of the shower and grab some jeans, a doctor who shirt, my black combat boots, and a blue headband to match my shirt. When I get back to my bedroom, Tobias has on the same colored jeans, a blue shirt, and black boots. "Look, we match," I say and go peck him on the cheek.

-----TIME-----LAPS-----

When we get to school, I am bombarded by all my friends. Everyone tries to hug me, but I yelp in pain because of my new scars. "What is it? What's wrong?" Marlene asked in a conserned tone. "Tris? Why don't you go to your locker andget your stuff, I'll explain what happened to them so you don't end up in tears, okay?" Tobias asks. I agree and shuffle along to my locker.

When I get there, Peter is standing beside my locker. "Hey there stiff," he said as I reach to put in my combination. "Leave me alone Peter," I say opening my locker. "You know, I would be a much better guy for you than Four. You should break up with him and come hang out with me tomorrow night," he says walking closer while I get my books out. "Not going to happen," I tell him and close my locker. 

He comes up and kisses me focefully, just like Marcus did. I try to push him off, but it doesn't work, he is a lot stronger that me. Instead I make muffled screams, and before I know it Toias is standing infront of me and Peter is on the floor beside me. I lean into Tobias and start to cry. "Look at you. I tried to prevent having you cry this morning, looked like that isn't going to happen, is it?" I laugh a bit at this comment and wipe my tears.

"So how did the gang react to what happened last night?" I ask. "They were not very pleased. All the guys are ready to tear Marcus' head off, while the girls are going to take you shopping to get you relaxed." I moan. "Don't they remember that I was shopping when I go kidnapped? Plus, I hate shopping!" I rant as we walk to first period.

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I did not like having to write the begining of this chapter. It made me very uncomforatale, (For I am 13 years old) but this is what I thought would go best for this chapter. 

Also, did you guys like that it was a longer chapter. I was thinking of doing my chapters longer. To do so though, I would have to start writing only on weekends since I get writter's block during the week a lot.

For now, be nice and don't hate!

XOXO,

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