Tris Pedrad

He's back

Tris p.o.v

My smile quickly fades as our eyes lock. Drew....my ex best friend. He stares at me while he smirks at me. The ass dares to show his face to me again.

Me and drew had grown up together. We were close, almost as much as me and Uriah. We shared every little secret together. We did everything together.

But as we got older, there was a change between us. I never had feelings for him in that way, but he did towards me.

It was during our 6th grade class in the middle of winter. With the compound being made of mostly concrete, we were all usually very cold. My old jacket did little to bring me warmth and I shivered. Drew looked over at me in concern he  asked, "Hey bea you cold?"

"Only a little," I whisper, not wanting him to make a fuss. I'm a big girl I can handle a little bit of cold air. I might not enjoy it but I can handle it.

"Why didn't you tell me?" he questions as he gives me his black leather jacket.

"Because Ms. Matthews is an evil child eater," I retorted with a smug smile. Even when I was little I was bad.

"Ha I know right," he laughs, "you wanna go get cake?" he asks, but of course he already knows the answer. He grabs my hand and we run out of the classroom.

We leave class without permission and luckily without the teacher noticing. Quickly race down the corridors as quietly as possible. Until we get to the chasm. And he stops and slams me against the wall, staring down at me.

"What are you doing?" I said shocked. When he didn't let go. I started to thrash around kicking and throwing punches everywhere. He peers at me with complete adoration and kisses me full on the lips.

"I don't like you that way!" I yell. Honestly I was confused, I thought we were friends, but obviously he wanted more. I didn't like this at all he needed to stop.

"Yes you do, of course you do!" he reassures, to himself or to me I dont know. And goes back down for another forced kiss. I try to fight him off but he's got me caged with my hands over my head. I'm not strong enough, I whisper in my head. But I won't give up without a fight. I keep trying to get a good hit in. God only knows how far he wants to take this.

Suddenly Uriah comes around the corridor screaming,"Where are you tris!" Hope comes to me in an instant, "Over here help me!" He looks my way and anger flashes in his eyes.

He runs towards us at full speed and pulled drew off me and repeatedly punched him in the face. Drew falls to the ground with a 'thud'. And Uriah then started to kick drew until drew is unconscious. I start kicking too, my anger rolling off in waves.

Uriah then gently grabs me,"Oh bea, are you ok?" I cry into his black tee shirt. Nothing's alright, my best friend tried to...do things to me.

"Shhh, it's ok. He can't get you without going through all the pedradsand half of dauntless, ok?" I feel better knowing he couldn't possibly get through everyone to get to me. But I wasn't going to be weak. I wasn't going to be helpless ever again. I started training  furiously after that day, vowing never to be weak again.

"Ok", I exhale in relaxation. He looks at me with silent tears, "I love you little sis." I smile big and hug him tightly, "I love you two little bro!"

  I look away from the monsters gaze. But I can't help the smirk that comes to my face. He can't hurt me now, I'm much stronger then him.

  My Dad focuses back on the task at hand; the choosing ceremony.

"My apologies," My dad says to the fairly large crowd of people. Everyone's gaze shifts from us to him just like that.

"Pedrad trio sit down, please." My dad whispers to us quietly. We've outlived the name 'Max's children', people now know us by our names not our father's. It's something we pride ourselves on. A legacy of our own that we didn't earn from our father but we built ourselves.

I climb on Uriah's back, "Giddy up uriahcorn!", I yell laughing.

Zeke laughs and shake his bright pink head, "What am I gonna do with you two?" Uriah nays and prances us off the stage.

"Sorry about that,...lets continue the ceremony" My dad sheepishly replies looking over the crowd. Me, Uriah, and Zeke sit in the third row next to each other. Our hands are intertwined. We all zone out for a while until Zeke Gets called. The dreaded moment of the Pedrad family, has come.

"Zeke Pedrad" Dad calls.......