Divergent

Chapter 7

*2 Days Later*

My bruises are gone after two days. My head no longer hurts, now I just want revenge on Peter. I begin walking towards the training room, it's late. But I've missed quite a bit of training, so I'm going to make up for lost time. A hand wraps around my mouth and I let out a muffled shriek.

"Quiet." a familiar voice curses in my ear. Arms wrap around my legs and arms. I scream, but the hand stops it from waking anyone up. I bite down as hard as I can and the hand disappears. I scream at the top of my lungs and the three people begin dragging me towards the chasm. My fist blindly flings towards the person. My heart begins thumping against my chest and I kick my leg out as hard as I can. We all tumble the the floor and I take off running down the hall.

One of the guys catches me around the waist and I yank the ski mask off of his face. My eyes meet familiar green ones and I gasp.

"Al?" I whisper in shock.

"Get her over the railing?" Peters voice booms and Al begins lifting me over the chasm railing.

"No!" I scream and fight against his arms.

"Al put me down!" I scream. I cling onto his sweater and suddenly we get dragged away from the railing. I tumble to the ground and my eyes settle on Four. His fist connects with Peters face, then the guy I've only seen once or twice, Drew I think. Al gets shoved away from me and Four punches him in the face. A thump echoes off of the walls as he falls to the ground. Warm arms wrap around me and I get lifted off of the ground.

"Four?" I ask disoriented.
"Shh, it's okay. I got you." he soothes and begins carrying me away from the rapid waterfall. He holds me close to his chest and I frown up at him.

"What are you doing here?" I ask.
"I heard your scream." he answers softly. I rapidly blink at the tears in my eyes and he gently sets me on my feet. He opens a door then lifts me back up. I shiver against him and he rubs my back as he sets me on a bed.

"You can sleep here for tonight. It's probably not the best idea to go back to your hall for the night." he states and I nod.

"Thanks." I whisper and he goes to the kitchen sink. He comes back with a wet rag and takes my hand between his.

"It's not a problem." he reassures.
"I-I can't believe Al." I whisper and he dabs at my bloody knuckles.

"He's angry that you rejected him. That's all." he replies softly.

"What's going to happen to them?" I ask quietly.

"They'll most likely get questioned then kicked out. I'll file the report in the morning." He answers softly.

"Your lip." I whisper when I realize his lip is busted.

"I'm fine." He reassures.
"No you're not." I reply and take the rag from his hands. I wipe the blood away from his lip and he cracks a smile for the first time since I met him.

"I'm fine, I've had worse." he repeats and stands up.

"You can take the bed. I'll take the floor." he says and I hesitantly nod. I feel guilty for making him sleep on the floor in his own room. But right about now all I can think about is sleep.

"Here." he says and hands me a sweater. I look down at my torn shirt and blush as I put his sweater over my head.

"Thank you." I whisper and he nods
"Get some sleep." he says and lays down on the stack of blankets of pillows that take over the floor.
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Some one shakes me awake and i jolt into a sitting position. My eyes meet fours and he pulls me into a tight hug.

"Are you okay? You were having a nightmare, you were yelling for someone named Caleb." he says and runs his hands over my back. I stiffen at my brothers name and shake my head.

"I'm fine. Sorry for waking you." i whisper and relax into his hug.

"It's fine." he replies softly. We stay hugging for a few minutes and he finally pulls away. I feel the tears welling in my eyes at the thought of my brother and he frowns.

"Tris who is Caleb?" Four asks softly.
"My brother." I answer absentmindedly.
"I'm sorry." he says and wipes the tears from my face.

"For what?" I ask and look up at him.
"For whatever happened to him." He answers.

"That's the thing, I don't know what happened to him." I reply. He rubs my back and pulls me so I'm laying with my head on his chest.

"Is that why you're here? To get revenge for your brother?" He asks.

"More to find my brother." I answer quietly.

"Well.... I just made it my life's mission to help you." he says with a small smile.

"You should smile more." I blurt out. He chuckles at my blush and runs his hands through my hair.

"Sleep. In the morning we can talk." he says and I close my tired eyes.

"Thank you." I whisper.

"You don't need to thank me." he replies just as sleep takes me over.