"Tris!" A distant voice cries. "Tris wake up!" Tobias shakes me awake. He is leaning over me, his hands on my shoulders. I stare up at him with a confused look. "Wha-" "You were having a nightmare, and it was starting to scare me." I smile, but I can tell that he's serious. "Scaring you? What do you mean?" He lays beside me, and I put my head on his chest. His heartbeat is very unstable, as is his breathing. "You were...crying, and...." He trails off. I rub one eye and ask "What time is it?" His eyes scan the wall searching for a clock. " Around 2:00 AM" He says. I strech, and stand up. "What are you doing?" I begin walking towards the door. "Getting a drink" He raises one eyebrow. Not like that you arent. "What do you mean?" He stands up and puts his hands on my hips. "Much too reavealing." I roll my eyes and look down at what i'm wearing. A large Tee shirt and shorts. "Oh Please" I say, making my way out the door. "Hurry up." Tobias impatiently snaps. I walk silently to the cafeteria, my feet cold on the tile floor. I bend down to take a drink, when i feel a large pair of hands grip my waist. "Shouldn't you be in bed?" A familliar voice croaks. Peter. "Get your hands, off me." I say flatly. He starts to move his hands lower, and move in closer. Flashbacks of initiation bleed into my mind. "Just relax, Stiff." I freeze as he starts to make his way to my legs. I want to scream for help, or even make a noise, but i can't. "Please." Is all I manage to muster up. Peter is so close to me i can feel his breath on my neck. He starts at my shoulder and kisses my neck up to my ear. I want to do something, anything, but i just cant. He starts to move one of his hands up my shirt, and he leans so close that his body is touching mine. I gasp for air, and then there's a different voice. "I suggest you step away. Now." Tobias. Just as I was almost relieved, a cold metal blade presses against my throat. "If you don't drop the knife, and leave, right now, your'e going to regret it later." I open my eyes. Tobias is standing about 2 yards away from me. His eyes are filled with so much anger, it's hard to recognise him. I try to keep myself distracted from the current situiation. His eyes. Blue, like an ocean. Like a raindrop. The blade hits the floor. Peter slowly backs away, releasing his grip on me. He darts down the hall. I look at Tobias. The look in his eyes in indescriblable. He is totally unrecognisable. In another world. His eyes lock on to mine, and i collapse onto the tile floor.
