Four (Tobias) x M!Reader - Divergent

Chapter 3~

chapter 3~

//TW: ED AND SH. POSSIBLE MENTIONS OF ABUSE. PLEASE DONT READ IF THOSE TRIGGER YOU <3//

"Today you will be learning how to load and fire a gun." Four said, pressing a gun into Yns hands without looking at him.

"This will not only prove useful if you are in a situation where you need it, but also self defense."

"but what.." peter yawns. "What does firing a gun have to do with bravery?"

Four quickly flipped the gun and pressed the barrel to his head. He clicks the bullet into place. Peters eyes are wide, the yawn dead in his mouth.

"You are holding a loaded gun. Wake. Up." Four snaps. He lowers the gun, and peters face hardens.

"As to your question, you'll be less likely to cry for your mother if you know how to defend yourself. Now, watch me."

Four takes the gun, widens his legs so they're about shoulder width, puts his hands in front of him, and fired at the target maybe 20 feet ahead of him.

The sound was loud, and Yn flinched a little, his thoughts straying to his parents, the loud noises triggering it. He must have spaced out, because next thing he knew Four was standing in front of him saying "Initiate. Care to tell me what you're doing?"

Yn looked around, realizing everyone else went in front of a target. "Sorry Sir." he hastily replied as he went to a target.

He stood in front of the target, and held the gun in front of him. He hesitantly pulled the trigger, pulling it harder. The bullet flew out, but it didn't hit the target. The recoil was what surprised him the most.

He tried it again, this time expecting the jump back. The bullet landed closer this time. He kept trying, and got closer and closer to the middle of the target.

"Ya know," he heard Will say to Tris. "By now you should've hit the target, even by accident."

She looked at him, then shot again, and this time it hit the very outer ring. "See," Will said grinning. "Statistics don't lie." Tris gave him a playful nasty look, and Yn laughed a little.

By the time Four dismisses them to lunch, Yns hands were stiff. He met up with Christina, Tris, Will, and Al at a table.

As the rest were talking about something, Christina whispers to Yn, "why aren't you eating anything?" he looked at her, trying to find a response.

"I'm not very hungry, but i'll eat a bit." he smiled reassuringly, even though he really didn't want to eat.

After eating a few bites, he excused himself saying he needed to go to the bathroom. "I'll see you guys in the training room!" Christina still looked suspicious, but let it be.

Yn quickly walked to where the bathrooms were, and went into a stall. There, he dropped to his knees and stuffed his fingers in his mouth, throwing up. He sat there for a minute, catching his breath, and wiped his mouth on some toilet paper.

Coming out of the stall to wash his hands and mouth, he saw Four standing there. His body language suggested that he didn't know what to do.

Yn just went on his way after staring st him for a second. shit he probably heard everything Yn thought. He felt the strange urge to want to hurt himself, an urge that he hasn't felt in about two and a half years. (i think that's the correct amount of time- tell me if i'm wrong lmao)

He calmly walked to the training room, but in the inside he was freaking out. He didn't show it as he started talking with the group, waiting for Four to arrive. (lmao "for four" xD)