Divergent High

Knives in my Heart<updated>

•a week later•

"He is so stupid not to have surrendered by now." Lucas says slurping a strawberry smoothie. Today he is wearing these hipster glasses that make him look so handsome. He has a black fur beanie on his head and a dark purple coat with a white shirt that hugs his abdominals and makes him look even better. I look at him and smile, he smiles back.

I've been with Lucas all day for the past weeks since, Tobias has been ignoring me for two weeks now. He seems miserable in school, he is failing. He is basically a zombie. Yes, a zombie.

"I really don't know what's up with him. He has been acting so weird." I say. "Maybe we can go together to his place." His eyes widen and his smile disappears. I get worried but then he just bursts out laughing.

"Do you want the guy to hate you?" He asks while laughing his ass off. "You are going to bring me? What, do you want him to set on fire? You know he likes you, and the last time I talked to him, he basically turned into the devil."

"Psh, you are so mean Lucas." I say and grin at him whereas, he is smirking.. I finish eating my hamburger- which this was my first one; when I was on my other neighborhood my parents didn't want me to eat greasy things or "sophisticated expensive food".

"Eh, T-Dog is here." Lucas says with his eyes widened. I would be nervous or shocked, but I'm too busy laughing my ass out. I choke on my hamburger and spit it out.

Then I notice. Tobias is here. I look over my shoulder and see him, but it's not him. He has black circles under his eyes, he looks pale, his lips are parted, his hair is messy, and his clothes look dirty. His eyes turn in my direction and his brown eyes are piercing through my blue eyes. I quickly stand up and Lucas comes behind me. I walk quickly toward Tobias and just stare at him. It feels like his soul is shattered, if not his eyes say otherwise. He eyes me from my chin to my eyes. I wrap my arms around him and he stays there in shock.

He pushes me off gently and it feels like a hundred of knives stabbing me on my chest. This pit on the middle of my chest is trailing up to my stomach. My eyes widen and his eyes get watery.

He whispers, "I'm sorry, I can't."

That sadness forming into a pit on my chest gets replaced by anger. I make my way towards him and slap him across the face.

"Why the fuck are you doing this! You obviously are dying! You need someone! Stop rejecting everyone." I yell at his face, causing everyone around to stare but I couldn't care less.

"I don't need anyone, Tris. This is the way it was meant to be, none of this is me. Do you think I want to ignore you? Do you think it doesn't hurt not staring at you?" Tobias says calmly. Lucas was right. I always doubted this. But, he was right.

"Then why? You are threatened? Someone is going to kill you if you are seen looking at me? Am I such an embarrassment? Spoiler alert, YOU ARE TALKING TO ME!" I yell harshly.

"Not me," says Tobias. His eyes gaze at me one last time and he starts walking away. Midway to the door he looks around. "Don't act like you're so sad. At least you've got company."

"The only reason you don't is because you've been rejecting everyone. Christina, Zeke, Uriah, hell, all of them!" yells Lucas. It's true, he doesn't talk to anyone. Not his old friends, new friends. I just don't want Lucas igniting a fire that is already intense.

Tobias gives him one last glare and storms off.

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I lay in bed thinking of all that has happened between the past three weeks. So much feud and unmollifying drama has happened.

Lucas says, "Love, your phone is vibrating." I have gotten used to Luke calling me love. He is such a nice person. We get along really nicely also. Turns out we have a lot in common.

I chuckle and he hands me my phone.

Missed Call- Four😝

"Blegh, it's the dickhead." I say and throw the phone on my red rug on the floor were Luke is sitting in.

Lucas groans and I chuckle. "Oops, sorry." I laugh and he whimpers like a little dog. I turn to my side and stare at him. He is very cute, like I don't know why he is so unnoticed.

He puts his right hand first on the rug and slowly stands up. He stares at me and smiles. Quickly he flops down next to me on my bed. He sits right next to me. His hand travels to his black and white flannel's buttons and I get scared for a second not knowing what he is doing. All the time staring at me he takes away one button only.

"Okay, love. You are going to sleep cozily and heavenly and beautifully right here, right now. You've had a hell of a week with your grandma's demise, that dickwad Four, then Peter." I smile and understand exactly but, I can't just sleep it off.

"What abo-" I start.

"sh, I will do your homework and I'll make sure your brother comes in time. Just relax, okay?" He says while putting my white quilt over my thin body. I smile at his actions. Lucas is literally like a big brother to me even though we haven't known eachother for long.

He gets comfortable next to me and plays with strands of my golden hair. I look at his light blue eyes and slowly wrap my arms around his torso and place my head on the crook of his neck. He wraps his hands around me and that's when I fall onto a deep slumber.

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The sound of drums near the room eagerly wakes me up. I rub my eyes and remember Luke was here when I fell asleep. I look around but don't see him. I walk slouchily toward the door and twist the knob to find a blue-eyed red head playing the drums on the hallway. Of MY house.

I burst out laughing nervously.

One, it's funny.
Two, how the hell will I get this out of here?

He looks at me and smirks. He stops playing the drums and comes near me. "May I talk to you for a second, love?" he asks.

"Uh . . . You are talking to me." I say and giggle. He looks at me cautiously and guides me to my room again. He closes the door with a lock and looks hesitant.

"What's wrong, Luke? Are you okay?" I ask worriedly holding his hand. He immediately looks down at my fingers interwind with his and his eyes widen.

He snaps out of it and says, "Mhm, I'm alright," he says and I sigh happily. "But you aren't."

"What do you mean?" I ask and he takes my other hand and holds both hands tightly.

"Dickwad came here and he convinced your mom to come in and right now, he is on your living room watching 'Friends'." he says rapidly.

"0h." I say. He is here. Tobias is on my house.

I'm going to love seeing Luke beat his ass up.

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Updated this part 😂 so it's better

I was in the hospital, plus I have school, pep rally practices, dance, and swimming. I've been really busy and I'll try to update. Sorry once again

This short chapter will be deleted when I get atleast 50 views. This doesn't give out any information what-so-ever.
[this is the do-over]
Maybe I won't delete it, but I'll unpublish and make it better
[that's what you did]

Bye -V