Sage and Lemongrass, A Divergent Fanfic

Entry Six

Dear Journal,

We visited Tris in the hospital today. Peter had violently beat her in the last fighting match. Tris kept trying to stand up and fight back but Peter always had the upper hand.

She asked me if I was okay, and if things were getting any easier. I grew embarrassed, and knew that she was talking about my crying at night and the homesickness. I explained that I figured since I beat Will, it wouldn't matter if I lost the rest of the fights. She reassured me that doing that didn't make me a coward.

Worried, I asked her a question that had been bothering me ever since we got to Dauntless.

"You think our families will visit us? They say transfer families never come on Visiting Day."

"I don't know," she said. "I don't know if it would be good or bad if they did."

I nodded, understanding what she meant. "I think bad. It's already hard enough."

I left after that, trying to ignore my need to hug Tris, or just stay by her side and keep her company in this cruel place.