Divergent No war... Yet.

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Tris' POV

Once my boyfriend is out I turn towards my crying friend.

- Chris - I say, putting my hands on her shoulders and leading her to the couch - what's wrong?- I repeat.

- Everything! - She yells, then bursts out crying.

- Well, for being an ex-candor that was pretty vague - I try to lighten the mood. She chuckles and then continues crying. - What happened to Will, is he OK?

She just nods - He cheated on me.

Inmeadiately my hands go to my mouth. Will? the one who looks at Christine like a Isaac (blind) stares at the sun for the first time.

- Stay here - I demand. I stand up and march all the way through the compound until I find myself in front of Christina's apartment, the one she shares with Will.

- Open the door!! - I yell, knocking furiously. At the tenth knock the door opens to reveal an angry looking Will.

- WHAT!? - He snaps. He then proceeds to massage his temples.

- Are you hungover? - I ask with incredulity.

- No - He dubiously says - I haven't drunk anything...not that I remember.

I notice that his eyes are red and get a hunch about what actually happened between Christina and him.

- You remember how you got here?

He shakes his head - where's Christina anyway? I haven't seen her and I am starting to get worried.

So we just walk back to my apartment, ignoring the cramps that are araising again inside of me, we gather Christina and head to the infirmary before they kill each other. Well, before Chris kills an extremaly confused Will.

-Nurse! - I call once we have arrived. A tall brunnette appears and comes towards us, her heels making an annoying clicking noise but not as annoying as mine.

- How can I help? - She politely asks, looking at me with hidden hatred. This has been happening to me since I started dating Four but I am a leader so they respect me.

- Take a blood sample of - I grab Will's elbow and yank him towards the nurse - this young man.

She does not complain or asks about it, just leads him away to a room.

- What the heck, Tris? - A confused Christina asks.

- You see, I have a theory that Will was under some kind of substance that made him do things he did not want to. He does not remember how did he get home!! - I explain. Christina seems to be doubtful about my reasoning but I see hope in her eyes. I hope I am correct.

Will comes back with the nurse by his side and she tells us to wait an hour. We sit and fall into an awkward silence.

An hour later, another nurse appears, takes a chair and sits in front of us.

- So - She starts with a high pitched voice and a bubbly actitude - I don't know what were you hoping to find here but the results - She takes them out and explains - they say Will had an abnormal substance in his body. Its side effects could be disorientation, memory loss and numbness (AN/: is that a real word? XD)

Christina inmediatly stands up just to fall on Will's lap, kissing him fiercely. A smile makes its way onto my face and I silently slip out of there, glad that my best friends are happy again and running to find Four. I go to his apartment and use the key he gave me a week ago just like I did with him in case of emergency or in case I wanted to not be bothered by a knock on the door.

I find him sitting on the couch staring into space.

- What's got you so deep in thought?

His head snaps in my direction, startled by my presence.

- How did you get in?

I just hold my keys up and smirk. He shakes his head and continues staring into space. I sit next to him and we fall in an awkward and uncomfortable silence until he breaks it.

- Weren't you with Christina? - He acuses. Maybe he does not want me there.

- She is with Will now. They fixed things - I explain.

- Mmmm - He says, staring at the wall.

- I have to do the war plans since you couldn't - I say in a teasing tone but get no reaction from him.

- Mmm tell me about it. - He says but does not seem conviced.

I engage into a conversation about the different ideas I have come up with, the strategies, the people who would be in charge, the weapons, everything. I am talking about the possible routes of escape when I notice that he is not paying attention to me at all.

- Are you even listening? - I ask with annoyance. I get no answer from him so with a heavy sigh I stand up to leave.

- Wait! - He exclaims, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards him, making me fall on the couch beside him. - I am sorry.

He wraps his arm around my waist, trapping me there. I try to free myself but he does not let me.

- I am just stressed about some silly stuff - He explains but I ignore him. It does not give him the right ti treat me like that.

- What kind of stuff?

He shakes his head and this just makes me angrier, so I continue struggling in his arms.

- Sorry

I just tense and openly glare at the wall facing me. He starts to leave a trail of open mouthed kisses on my shoulder, making his way up to my neck and I take advantage of his distraction to get out of his grip and angrily march towards the door. I know I'll forget about it in the morning.

Maybe there were my hormones or real anger or maybe both. I don't care. I just go to my apartment and slam the door.

Locking it.

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Hey there! I am feeling better and I wanted you to know that I am quite busy because my brother's going and I am studying english, german and french at the same time! insane aight?

Love y'all! :*