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Prisoner

Tris POV

I never dreamed of the day of killing someone...

The lights come on immediately. The water falls from the fire alarm. My breathing is rapid. Heavy. I look around. Where did everyone go? Did I...hurt anyone? I can't make out much with the water soaking my hair and vision. My eyes get caught on a body laying on the ground. Marcus.

No. I feel myself go faint, like my legs might give out. I cup one hand to my mouth and yell. No! I fall to my knees and cry. They killed him. No matter what they killed him. The sirens sound from the outside.

After yelling several times I get myself together.

"I'm sorry" I whisper though I know it's too late. I stare at him. At his body...I can't go back now.

"Her...she's the one" Jeanine's voice says. I glance up and furrow my eyebrows. A couple of guards enter the room. I look up at them.

"You are under arrest for the murder of Marcus Eaton" what?!

"I didn't do anything!" I practically yell. I glance at Jeanine the tears stinging at my eyes "tell them...tell them what really happened you bitc-" I let go and charge for her. I am only able to grab onto her jacket. The officers pull me away. I stare at her.

"I didn't do anything" I cry out. They take my wrist and forcibly drag me out.

"Quiet down" one of them yells. I do as I'm told.

So many eyes are on me when I reach outside. The news reporters flash their cameras in my direction. I turn in every direction looking for help. For an escape.

My eyes fall on Tobias. He seems to be talking to an officer. His eyes glassy. He thinks I killed his dad...

"I didn't do it! Don't you believe them Tobias! You know me!" I yell. He catches my eyes. For a second I feel myself unable to breath. He hates me. He looks everywhere but at me. He meets my eyes once again. I look down and nod softly. I allow them to push me into the car. I lower my gaze...this is what Jeanine wanted. And she got it.

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Tris POV

In the mean time family isn't allowed to see me. Especially because I haven't spoken. They think I'm going to try to defend myself but no matter what it's not worth it...

I've never been a fan of Orange but I guess Orange is the new pink. They traced my finger prints little by little. The gun will probably match my identity. I don't doubt that. I trace the designs on the bed sheet like any crazy girl would do. I don't get the point of prisons. It's just like a suite. I get warm food, a bed and plenty of rest. This is the life of a princess behind bars. Which is normally a princess life...

I hear four pairs of shoes beat on the platform of the cell. No talking which is what I least expect. I look up. Tobias. The officer unlocks the door and Tobias steps in.

"I'll be right outside...don't let her go all crazy on you" the officer says eyeing me. Only because I tried to hit Jeanine square on the boob...or circle...whatever. He shuts the door. Tobias stands there looking around at my "cool" room. He finally meets my eyes but I avert his.

I swallow. My ego is taking too much of me. I don't care if anyone else thinks I'm a murderer. I only care that he knows the truth. And I'm doing a terrible job with keeping quiet around him so far.

"Why'd you come?" I question. I feel his eyes burning on me. I look up. He looks down.

"Tell me the truth...that's all I'm asking" he says meeting my eyes. This time our eyes stay there. I probably didn't kill Marcus but I did cause his death. I shot at the light instead of him. I spoke out Tobias name. I stepped up as Divergent. I open my mouth and take a deep breath.

"Why are you asking this? You clearly know me...you know me better than that. This is all Jeanine wants" I say raising my voice. The officer runs in.

"Are you alright" I look down. I didn't realize when I stood up. I sit back down.

"Yeah...just leave us" Tobias says. The officer does as he's told. Of course. Tobias is now the leader. He took over his dad's money. He's powerful. He could kill me if he wanted to "the gun matched your fingerprints...did she threaten you or did you have a reason to shoot him?"

I look up. A laugh escapes my mouth. The tears pick at my eyes.

"Get out" I say as calmly as possible "get out or else I will do something" I say. His eyebrows furrow. He eyes me up and down and smiles. Really?

"I'm glad to know I could never rely on you..." he turns around and stands there holding onto the metal door.

"Out" I order. He steps out and walks away. I throw a pillow at the door. It hits hard. I yell in frustration and fall to my knees. I cry out of anger, thirst, sadness...anything but of happiness....

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