Mother's Daughter - Divergent

Chapter Twelve

Every member of Dauntless is gathered in the pit, celebrating Amar and the life that he had. I wish I could say that they are paying their respects, but they are celebrating mostly. It's not the most sombre of funerals.

I stand on one of the pathways, lurking over them all screaming and shouting to one another, drinking and laughing. These moments really aren't my scene. In fact, they make me uncomfortable.

Four has been hiding from the minute we got word about Amar's death. I haven't seen him and nobody else has either. I can't help but assume that he feels guilty about our instructor's death, but what for I'm not sure.

"What a celebration they make for such a sad occasion." I hear someone softly say from behind me. As I turn around I see a man, fairly tall, with short brown hair and brown eyes. To my surprise, he has no piercings or visible tattoos.  

"Yeah, I'm not used to this." I say, casually. He seems pretty friendly according to his body language. He chuckles.

"Were you a transfer?" He asks, I nod feeling a little on edge. But then he smiles and suddenly I feel comfortable around him once again.

"Don't worry, me too. Two years ago I transferred from Erudite. My name is Jack." Jack puts his hand out to shake mine, so I do so. He may not be Erudite anymore but that was an Erudite gesture. Although I may not like what my old faction does sometimes, I miss parts of it more than I thought I ever would.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Six." I state and we both smile at one another. Somehow that's the first time I have felt awkward about saying my Dauntless name. Any other time, it feels normal.

"Now I know exactly who you are. You're the initiate with only six fears, that's impressive you know." Whilst he is talking to me I stare into his eyes and for some reason, he has me feeling nervous. I chuckle.

"Yeah, I guess it is." I sigh, turning back to look over the pit. Jack isn't making me sad, but this situation today hasn't been all too great.

He walks a little closer towards me and rubs my shoulder gently. His physical emotion scares me and I almost feel like telling him to get off me but there is a slight part of me that wants him to stay.

"Hey Jack, would you excuse me? I really just want to sleep all of this off." I felt bad pushing him away, but today has been a long ride and my head physically hurts. He nodded his head.

Looking at him in the eyes one more time, I turn around and head back to my dorm. 

I take one of the many corridors that lead past the fear landscape room, towards the dormitory. Flashbacks of Amar testing my fears as well as helping me through initiation flood my mind. Is this my head trying to grieve the loss of someone that made me feel as if I knew who I was for the first time in my life? I think so.

After changing, I lie down and crash on my bunk. I want to pretend today never happened.