─── ❝I was bound for destruction, now give me the gun.❞
or
─── in which the five-faction divergent leads the instructor through a path of destruction and love.
『tobias eaton x femaleoc』
Divergent...
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chapter five, is it still the world we've known?
DO YOU KNOW THE MOMENT when the dream was so welcoming, that waking up seemed like the biggest betrayal you have ever experienced? The way your heart drops, the way you sigh out in disbelief – it was just a dream.
Wave loathed her dreams because they made her feel like she belonged somewhere out there and not here. Did any of them belong to the factions? Her dreams were always just some fragments of white coats, of substances, of something scientific. But it wasn't about what she was seeing there, it was about the feeling – she felt like she belonged there. In her dream world.
The woman chuckled, pushing her hair away from her face as she hopped out of bed to splash her face with some cold water to get rid of that longing. Itching her forearms, she yawned – her forearms always itched after those dreams. It was a weird response of her body, but she wasn't a doctor to determine why it was like that.
The cold water stung her skin, making her cheeks red. She opened her eyes widely, looking at herself in the mirror, seeing the damage of countless restless nights. She looked like shit. Shaking her head to calm her down, she inhaled and exhaled, begging herself to stop dreaming that weird bullshit and focus on reality. She couldn't leave, so why not get used to it anyway?
Her forearms were itching again, so she raised them to look at them, noticing a faint light coming out from underneath her skin – just a few inches below her wrist, on her left arm. Blinking a few times, she tried to recall when was the last time she was drinking – a long time ago. She looked at her left forearm again and as soon as she felt that itching sensation, something glowed faintly again.
This couldn't be happening. This couldn't be real.
Wave shook her head, splashing her face again with the cold water, rubbing her eyes for her to wake up. She was awake. Wave wasn't aware of any type of bugs inserted into every citizen, at least she did not remember anything. Inspecting her skin again, there was no notable scar to indicate that her skin was ripped. Maybe they injected something? No...
If Erudites made sure that everyone had a tracking device, then it only meant that there was no way to stop them. And there was a huge possibility that the glowing was just the aftermath of sleepless nights and stress. But she wasn't crazy. She knew she wasn't crazy. And she needed to prove it to herself.
"Can I get a decent rest for once?" She mumbled to herself, displeased as she quickly put on her shoes and took her jacket from the hanger. Checking that the knife was still in the pocket of her jacket, she left her flat immediately.
Her destination was the lab. It was quite a walk from her flat, but she didn't have the necessary equipment in her flat. If she was to prove to herself that nothing was flashing in her arm, she had to do it correctly, without getting unnecessary attention on her. The best part was that it was still in the middle of the night, and she wouldn't have to meet any people if she knew where to go to avoid them all.
