Beatrice (Tris) Prior is in high school at Divergent High in Chicago. She's 16 and in 11th grade a junior in high school. Her father Marcus got a job in Chicago that payed more than the other job he had so Tris, her slightly older brother Caleb and...
"BEATRICE ELIZABETH PRIOR WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!?!" I wince and look up seeing the face of my father Marcus Andrew Prior
"I was at a friends house" I say calmly its best not to argue with him
"ITS MIDNIGHT! "
"yeah we fell asleep on accident and didn't wake up for awhile then when I did I came straight here"
"whatever you'll get your punishment tomorrow I'm too tired right now goodnight you slutty worthless whore" he walks out slamming my bed room door.
I roll my eyes and take off my shoes, leather jacket, and my jewelry. After I do that I walk to the bathroom hooking my phone up to the speaker in the bathroom. I go to my spotify account on my phone and scroll through my playlists and pick my 5 seconds of summer playlist (and yes they are my favorite band their music distracts me from the world) I press shuffle play turn it up all the way so it's blasting. I don't really care what my dad thinks about how loud it is or whatever he can kiss my ass.
I get in the shower while listening to music and wash my face, hair, and body singing along to the songs.
Once I'm done I turn off the water and get out drying off. I put my hair in the towel and unhook my phone turning off my speaker.
I walk into my room and put on my bra and underwear, some basketball shorts and a baggy T-shirt and I crawl into bed plugging up my phone.
After laying in bed for about 40 minuets and still not able to sleep I get up. I go over to the window and open it. I climb out and onto the tree. I climb up the tree and onto the roof and sit on it.
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Tris ain't actually in front of her window like in the pic she's on the roof her window ain't like that one that was just the closest picture I could find
I look out into the city and think about everything
I lay down and look up at the sky I can hardly see any stars cause of light polution from the city. That's something else I miss from Kentucky I can't look outside and be amazed by the stars at night.
I look down at my wrists. I haven't cut in about 2 years I can still see a little of my scars. No one ever found out about it to make me stop I just did. I've been a loner most of my life it's not that big of a deal if I am now.
I stand up and walk back to the tree and climb down and back into my window. I walk over to my closet and grab a pair of skinny jeans and a t-shirt and set them on my bed. I take off my shorts and shirt and change into the skinny jeans and other shirt. I put on some socks and my black converse and brush through my hair.
I grab my wallet, phone and keys walking downstairs and out the front door. I get in my mustang and drive to Wal-Mart even though it's like 2am.
I pull into the parking lot and park. I get out lock my car and walk inside. I grab a buggie and walk to the food aisles.
The main reason I'm here is cause I want junk food and some good that I like in the freezer and everything since he makes me cook dinner and breakfast for him I might as well make some dinners food that I like right?
As I'm walking through the aisles I think about what happened at the party tonight hardly anyone talked to me all night I noticed how attractive Four looked tonight, I mean what nothing oh shush your face I may like him but he won't like me back Cause I'm short, fat, ugly, and other things so yeah he won't like me oh well.
I put some chocolate, skittles, Pringles, and all kinda of other stuff.
Next I get some food for different dinners throughout the week.
After I get a different variety of food in the cart I go to the aisles where then have books and magazines. I start to look at the different books they have for teens and dang do they need to go there game I might as well go to an actual book store there is like no books here, but I look anyway. I do not want to go back in the Damn hou-
"What's a pretty girl like you doing here all alone at 3 am sweetie" a deep voice said cutting off my thoughts. I turn around and see a tall male maybe in his twenties he has blue eyes and blonde hair I guess you could say he's attractive.
"Why does it matter"I spit at him
"It don't. For now" he mumbles the last part as he walks away making me shiver but I ignore it and walk to the check out section, check out, and pay.
I walk outside and to my car. I put everything in the back seat then take the buggie to the place where the buggies go outside. I make my way back to my car and I'm about to open my door and climb in when I feel six hands grab me. They turn me around and pushy back to a truck I can't see what they look like because they have on facemasks but I can tell by how they are built that they are guys.
I struggle against their grip making them only tighten their hold on me. I start trying to kick them so one of them holds down my legs. I scream into one of their hands still trying to get free.
I've been struggling to get free for about 10 minutes now but now they have a firm grip on me.
"Now you listen to me you slut. You are going to do what we say or we will tell our companies, that raped you, that you haven't been cooperating" I shake my head no "alright then you better do what we say" I nod
They start to feel up and down my body making memories flash back in my mind from 3 years ago making me shudder. They all keep going though. After a while they one of them start to rip my shirt open and off making me struggle even more trying to get out.
I hear someone yelling something in the distance, the guys ignore it and start to punch and kick me, one of them still feeling my body.
Whoever was yelling a few seconds ago is attacking my attackers. He pulls them off of me and starts hitting them more and more till well I think they passed out.
I slide down the side of the truck and sit on the ground. I pull my knees to my chest and just lose it, I start crying my eyes out. Thinking about everything. About how I'm a loner again, how I almost got raped again, and how they are going to tell my rapists they didn't get the job done when the wake up.
Whoever helped me sits down next to me the grab my hand and hold it. I look over at them and see..........
Cliff hanger but I'm not going to publish the next chapter till I have 20 votes and 20 comments
