Divergent High. Love. Hurt. And Lots of Four/Tris.

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Tris POV

We are at Al's funeral. His parents are here, they are crying and I feel like crap. I could have saved him, it's all my fault, if I had just... I could have said yes to him and he would be fine. But then I would be lying to myself, I would be lying to my heart, and him, which in a way might be worse. He would think I love him whole-heartedly when really, I would still be thinking about Four. It wouldn't be fair to him, and if he found out, it could have been worse. I know all these thoughts running through my head are true but they don't make me feel any better. I leave the depressing funeral, I can't stand it anymore, I have to get away. Christina and Al had a really close friendship and she is a mess. We found out 5 days ago Al jumped in the river and killed himself, it's really soon to be having a funeral, but his parents wanted it over with so they could mourn him in peace.

Fours POV

I didn't know Al, he was my competition, he was standing in between Tris and I being together. I still feel bad for him though. Tris called me when they found out about his suicide jump, she's having a difficult time dealing with this, as much as I hate to admit it, she did have feelings for him and she just had them ripped away from her. Christina's a mess though, Tris tries to keep her feelings in check, she's been putting up wall after wall lately, but Christina and al were really close, not as close as Tris, and she doesn't try as hard to hide her feelings, everyone's nickname for her is Candor. She's almost always truthful and she doesn't hide things very often, not unless it something she doesn't want anyone to know. I love Tris and want her to be happy, but she's really pulling away, not just from me, but from everyone. I talked to her brother the other day and he said she barely talks to him anymore either. I walk around the high school, it's a Wednesday and there's next to one here. Everyone's at Al funeral, he really got around. Really the only people here are me, Peter and his crew, and some other bitches that he probably didn't like all that much, either that or Tris kept him away from them. The lunch bell rings when a blonde head catches my eye. I walk over to her.

"Hey, thought you were at the funeral."

"Yeah." She says walking ahead of me.

"You okay? You look like you're about to cry." I say softly.

"No! Of course I'm not fine Four! Just... Uggg! How would you feel if the person you were dating 6 days ago just died! And you were the reason they died! You were the reason they committed SUICIDE! Just leave me alone!" She screams at me then stomps off. Well I got a wall down, that's good right? I run after her and grab her by the arm. When I get to her she's already inside the school.

"Tris, it wasn't just your fault, he felt threatened, we all could have done something to help, it's not all your fault." I say in what I hope is a reassuring voice.

"But it is my fault! You just admitted it! It's MY fault!" She screams trying to get out of my grasp. I guess I wasn't all that reassuring.

"I never said that."

"But you did! You said 'it's not ALL YOUR FAULT'! That implies that it is still partly my fault! Just-just leave me the hell alone Four!" She wrenches her arm from my grasp and runs as fast as she can to get away from me. I feel like an elephant just stomped my stomach. I never meant to hurt her but I still managed to. I've been doing that a lot lately. I scream through gritted teeth and slam my forearms on the lockers.

"She run away from you to?" Asks a mocking voice that belongs to the one and only, Peter.

"She just needs space, she saw someone she loved dead, anyone in their right mind would need space. So it's okay that you don't get it, I mean, it's not like you'll ever be in your right mind so you won't get things normal people do. By normal I mean not crazy." I say slowly like he's a little kid and doesn't understand a thing I say.

"I'm saner than you." He snarls.

"Believe what you wish, doesn't mean it's true. What do you want Peter?" I want to him to leave ASAP. He's an annoying bitch and I want him gone.

"Damn, you're straight forward. I saw Tris run away and I thought I would gloat." He says smirking, his smirk fades when he sees my confused expression. "What? Do you not know what 'gloat' means?"

"I do, I don't think you do though. It means, three things none of which you meant. 1. Dwell on with satisfaction, 2. Gaze at or think about something with great self-satisfaction, gratification, or joy, and 3. Malicious satisfaction." I reply.

"What the hell, did you swallow a dictionary or something?" He asks clearly awed by my amazing knowledge.

"No. Only an idiot would do that. I've just spent too much time with Will, that erudite bastard. He's influenced me more than I ever wished." His nickname is Erudite because he seems to know everything and is constantly spouting out facts that no one cares about. "And you have no reason to 'gloat' you have nothing to 'gloat' about. Tris ran away from you too, so you can't gloat about that, and you have no other leverage against me. So you can leave now since you have no business here." I say annoyed.

"You would like that wouldn't you. I think I'll stay right here." He says leaning against the lockers, trying to look cool.

"Okay, bye." I start walking away.

"Wait what? Where you going?" He starts standing again

"You said you wanted to stay right there, I don't, you can stay there like you want and I will leave and go where I want." I say turing the corner at the end of the hall.

"DAMMIT!" He shouts. He could have followed me but he's so stupid he actually thinks he has to stay there. The little idiot. I'm on my way to class and I see period change just happened three minutes ago. That run in with peter took 50 minutes? Wow, that's the longest we've talked in a long time. Or ever, even when I was in his group, he never talked to me much, he really just wanted me to do things for him. I look at my schedule, I have this class with Tris. I'm going to try and get through to her without her bursting into tears. Let's hope this works.