Scars?

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ZEKE POV


I don't feel like trying to hold back tears anymore. He's missing. Gone. Out of reach. The room is dead silent, everyone exchanging glances. We all wait for a sound. A call. A call to tell us if he's okay. Finally my phones spazzes out in vibration. I look a caller I.D. It's 911.

"Answer it!" snaps Christina. Damn she scares me sometimes.

I click the Answer button, and a message plays out.

911- Hello, is this Ezekiel Pedrad?

Z- Yes.

911- Good news, hes been found.


Everything speeds up once again. He's alive.


Z- Is he okay?!

911- He was found alive. He has some blunt force trauma in the head, his stomach was cut, and worse of all is a slab of metal caught in his calf.

Z- Oh my god, what hospital is he at?

911- Allegiant Grove Hospital. Its near the Erudite learning academy.

Z- Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU! Wait- by any chance, is there a girl by the name of Tris Prior there?

911- Yes sir, she is in the waiting room. A surgery is going on right now on his calf, and his stomach and temple need stiching.

Z- Thank you so much.


"Guys, get the hell in my car. Now." I order. Everyone has the same confused look, but they all quickly get up, and hop inside my car. That was easier than I expected.

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TRIS POV


I sit in the cold waiting room. Suddenly a stern faced doctor walks close to me.

"Tris Prior?" she asks.

"Yes. And you are?" I reply.

"Dr.Nita." she answers.

"We have some news on Four, but it isn't very good." she says. I feel my heart drop. What did they find? Is he okay?!

"What is it?" I ask. I feel my heart pounding in my ears. Please don't be bad! Please don't be bad!!

"We've found some pretty foul scars on his back." she says.

"Scars? How would he have gotten scars?" I gasp. She shrugs, and shakes her head.

"I don't know. He refuses to talk about it." she purses her lips. "Would you mind talking to him?"

"Sure, i'll try."

She leads me down a lifeless hallway, until we finally stop at a door.

"He's in there. Be gentle though. He just got out of surgery." she says. I nod and I slowly open the door.



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