Divergent

Chapter 4

*One Week Later*

When I wake up my whole body is aching from the week of training I've gone through. My arms and legs feel like jello. I slowly sit up and grunt as I get up to go to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and do my hair, then get dressed in my workout clothes. My eyes meet my phones lit up screen and I sigh as I pick it up.

"Hello?" I ask quietly. I don't plan on waking the whole entire hall, these walls are like paper.

"Tris? Thank god you're okay." a familiar voice says through the phone.

"Robert?" I ask unsurely.
"Yea it's me, where have you been. The cops were at your house and I saw the body ba-"
"I can't tell you. But I'm safe." I promise remembering Myra's words.

'You are not to tell anyone your location.' she had said.

"Bea, tell me where you are. Are you safe, I'll come get you where ever you are." he sighs out. My old nickname makes me close my eyes and shake my head to myself.

"I'm not coming home for a while Rob. I miss you, but all you need to know is that I'm safe. Do me a favor and keep an eye on my house. If you see Caleb tell me. I'll be in touch." I whisper and feel the tears threatening to fall from my eyes.

"Tris, don't hang u-" he starts to say but I hit the end call button. Anger starts to build up in my lungs and I let out a silent scream. I wipe the tears from my eyes and stalk out of the room.

My brother is missing, I haven't seen him since I found my parents dead. My parents were in the FBI and I didn't know. Now I'm in California, in the dauntless headquarters training to become like them. I don't know when my life became such a mess, but it is.

I get to the training room and once again four is setting up the punching bags. He watches me with furrowed eyebrows and I walk up to the one in the corner of the room. I hang it up then let all of my anger out on it. My fists and knees connect with the bag at least a hundred times, before I get pulled away from it.

"Hey, calm down." Four days sternly. I glare at him and he frowns.

"What's wrong?" He asks.

"Nothing." I reply stiffly. He furrows his eyebrows and I pull myself out of his strong arms.

"Well if you use that anger when you're fighting, you'll definitely win the fight." he comments. My eyes narrow and my phone buzzes in my pocket. I yank it out and look at Roberts name across the screen. My chest aches with want but I put my phone away.

"I'm taking the day off I can't do this." I say and make my way to the doors.

"Where are you going?" He asks and catches my arm.

"Anywhere but here. Im not cut out for this." I reply angrily.

"Tris, I might not know you very well, or at all for that matter. But you don't strike me as the type of person to give up on something." Four says softly.

"I'm not giving up." I reply sharply.
"If you walk out of those doors you are." he replies. I gnaw on my bottom lip and yank my arm out of his grip.

"Fine. I'll stay." I growl.
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Training ends and I leave the room. My phone continues ringing and i trail down the hallway.

I try to remember how to get to the chasm, a huge waterfall that flows through the compound. My mind goes back to fours tour and I follow my gut. I take a quick right and soon enough there's a huge waterfall with sharp rocks below. I pick my phone out of my pocket and look at Roberts number.

I already memorized the numbers I need to know. There's no use for my phone anymore. I take a deep breath and scan through my photos.

Family pictures. Weird screenshots. Pictures of my friends sleeping with faces drawn in them. All of my memories.

I send my phone flying into the water. I hear the deafening crack as it hits the rocks and shatters into a million pieces. A sigh of relief hits me and I turn around. My feet begin carrying me back towards the cafeteria.

I won't give up, I will find whoever killed my parents and when I do, it won't be pretty.