Divergent

Chapter 41

Our car gets parked at our meeting place. There's only a few people missing, Myra said they got caught in traffic, so we have an hour or two to do what we want. Four suggested we get a hotel room and rest until then, so that's what we're doing.

He jogs back to our car and hands me a key card.
"Room 432. I'm going to get us some lunch. Meet you back there?" He asks.

"Yea. I'll probably be in the shower when you get back." I reply and hop off the top of the car. He catches me by the waist and presses a kiss to my nose.

"Okay, I'll be up there in ten minutes tops." He promises and I nod as I wiggle out of his arms. He finally lets me go, with a chuckle, and I go through the double doors to the hotel. I get in the elevator and go to the fourth floor. I quickly get off and find the room. My hands fumble when i try to unlock the door and a blush forms on my face. I finally manage to get it unlocked and push the door open.

I close an lock it behind me, then set my bag down on the bed. Because I'm paranoid, I check the balcony and make sure the door is locked. When it is, I draw the shades and grab the things I need to shower. Before I climb in, my phone rings. I quickly answer is and press it to my ear.

"Hello?" I ask.
"Beatrice," a familiar voice murmurs.
"Caleb?!" I ask in shock.

"I need you to get to erudite, right now. Everything is a set up. Erudite has the power to take dauntless down. Jeanine won't invade your headquarters if you come down here right now, alone." He replies nonchalantly.

"Caleb? What are you talking about? Where are you?" I panic as I grab a backpack. I stuff my knives and gun in it, then grab my badge.

"Beatrice, make sure to come alone." He adds and the line goes dead. My heart rapidly beats against my chest, like it's trying to get out. I quickly toss my backpack over my shoulder and grab a piece of paper.

'Tobias,
Please don't come after me. I'm going to take Jeanine down on my own. It's me they're after, not dauntless. Don't come after me. Please.
I love you Toby.'

I stick the note to his pillow, then rush out the door. My hands shake with nervousness and I take the stairs. After rushing down four flights of stairs, I get to the car. I need to get out of here before four gets to the room and notices that I'm gone.

I climb in the drivers seat and the engine roars to life as I use my extra pair of keys. My eyes start to fill with tears and I back out of the parking spot.
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*Fifteen Hours Later*

My arm screams in pain and I hold my cry back. Jeanine Matthews stands in front of me. She's wearing a wrinkle free suit and a smirk is plastered on her red lips.

"What do you want from me?" I weakly ask. My hands are hand cuffed together and I'm dangling a foot or two off the ground. My arms are numb from being held together for so long, and my ribs hurt from the constant kicks and punches.

A wicked smirk forms on her face and she laughs, "You know what I want Beatrice. I want the file." She sneers.

"What file-" before I can finish my sentence her fist connects with my jaw and I grunt in pain.

"Stop playing stupid and tell me where it is." She snarls.

"I don't know what you're talking about. And even if I did, I would never help you." I reply. The taste of metallic fills my mouth and I spat at her. A look of rage takes over her face and she motion for the guards to uncuff me.

"Show her the boy." She instructs and my body slams to the ground. My jaw painfully clenches and I get lifted off the ground. I get dragged down the modern hallways, drops of blood litter the floor.

"Let me go." I snarl and try to fight against the guys grip. His grip tightens and he keeps an impassive look on his face.

"Tris?!" A panicked voice shouts. My head snaps to where it came from and my eyes meet Four's.

"Four!" I cry out and try to make my way towards him. I get dragged backwards and I cry out. He starts pounding his fists against the glass but it doesn't crack, it's bullet proof.

"You see your boy toy? He's going to be dead in three days time if you don't give us the location of the file." A very familiar voice whispers in my ear.

One word echoes around my head.

Peter.

"And when he dies.... You'll die too. Just like your parents."

A scream escapes my mouth and I slam my elbow into his nose. The guys grip on me loosens and I spin around. My knee connects with Peters stomach and he lifts me off the ground by my neck. I get slammed into the nearest wall and I kick my leg against his knee. He drops me to the ground and quickly reaches for his gun.

Everything goes black.