Divergent High

Chapter 3

Tobias took me home around 10:20 that night and it was amazing. The whole car ride we listened to music with the top of my Jeep off considering it was Fall.

Tobias walked home around 11:00 after I showed him around my house for a little bit.

"You seem to really like him." Says my mom, I'm leaned against the front door thinking about the night we had. "Maybe." I say shyly.

"Awe that's great Beatrice, well its late. Go on get to bed. "Okay, love you." I said. "I love you to sweetie." Says my mom hugging me before letting me go upstairs to bed.

That night I had nightmares, horrible nightmares. Just because I had a good time doesn't mean I would just forget that nights events, but I did eventually fall asleep.

I woke up at about 4:00 a.m. from a nightmare. It was the third time that night. I began to cry, I could have helped him. Was all I thought, the guilt weighing me down. Just knowing how he was almost definitely blind.

I sat up and grabbed my phone and sent a text to Chris who answered almost immediately.

Tris- Hey I can't sleep and I've been having nightmares and I am just scared.
Chris- Oh Tris, you want me to come over? I can bring my school stuff over and I can just do my morning makeup at your house and we can talk.
Tris- That'd be amazing, thank you so much.
Chris- Yeah, yeah. I'll be over around 4:30, we'll talk then.
Tris- okay, that's fine.. Thank you Christina, you are a amazing person.
Chris- Takes one too know one! I'll be over soon.
Tris- okay bye

I lay back down and hug my pillow. I pick up my phone and check the time, 4:18. I layed there and cried more, letting the guilt drag me down. It felt like I was drowning, slowly being pulled into a deep blue ocean of tears, but just letting it happen.

My phone buzzed, "I'm here." Sent by: Chris♥.

I looked out my window to see that Chris was standing outside on my front porch. I walked downstairs and unlocked the door letting Chris inside.

"Oh peaches.." Said Christina looking at my puffy tear stained face than pulling me into a huge hug. "I, could.. H-have helped." I said sobbing into Christina's shoulder.

"You did the best you could come on let's go to your room maybe?" Asked Chris, I nodded. Leading her up the steps into my large bedroom and sitting down on my larger King size bed.

"You did the best you could, you told the truth." Said Chris making me cry harder. "But I d-didn't, I know who did it, t-they said I c-couldnt tell.." I said shaking.

"Tris, look at me. You have to tell the truth the truth will set you free." She said in a serious tone.

"P-peter did it, Peter tried to k-kill him. Peter tried to murder someone! H-he committed a c-crime Chris!" I was freaking out. "Shh, shh, its okay. We'll be okay, you'll be okay. You're safe here." She said, causing me to nod.

"Now, we still have sometime before school so let's try and sleep a little more, okay?" Asked Christina with soft eyes. I nodded and layed down. "Thank you." I whispered, but she was already fast asleep.

I woke up before Christina I rolled over and checked my phone reading, 6:13. I looked at Chris who was still asleep. I stood up, grabbed a towel, and walked into my bathroom.

*KINDA TRIGGER WARNING*

I stepped into my shower and closed the curtain. I stood in the hot water for a moment thinking, I looked a my razor. I remember back whenever I let it rule my life, it got to the point my mother took me to therapy.