Tris Pedrad

My worries

Tris pov

"Zeke pedrad," my fathers voice booms from the choosing stage. I look at Zeke with nervous eyes. He looks don't let on the weight of the situation. So I do the only thing I can do, I give him a bone crushing hug.

I stand there crushing Zeke, dreading his choice that he could make to leave me and our family.

"Need....to...breathe," Zeke pants in my ear. I laugh and realize his whole face is turning purple from lack of oxygen. Man sometimes I forget how strong I am.

I love my brothers so much. I don't say it often because their egos are big enough. But I do, a lot.

I sigh and hesitantly let go of him while he struggles to get air back into his lungs. He looks at me and glances at mom and Uri before going to the stage. I don't know why but I feel our sibling bond slipping, as if saying, 'hold on tight it's going to be a tough ride.'

Zeke's pov

I make my way towards the stage with confident strides. Still trying to get my lungs to function again. Tris is going to kill me one day with her hugs, or just kill me in general.

I know they're all worried I'll leave, but I'm not going too. I belong here, in Dauntless, with my family and friends. But I'm divergent, and Dauntless is one of the most dangerous places to be for divergent's. Should I stay? Or should I go? The two questions that keep popping up in my head.

A picture of my family comes to mind. The time we had when we first ate ice cream. We rarely have ice cream, it's hard to get nowadays. But Dad got us some when the twins were toddlers. Tris and uri were practically wearing the ice cream. They enjoyed throwing it at eachother more than eating it. I chuckle at the thought.

"Choose," he says with no emotion in his eyes, that he so desperately tries to hide. I know I can't leave now. I'm loved too much and I belong here with my siblings.

I grab the knife and drag the sliver blade across my palm, I cringe at the feeling of blood pouring out. I place my hand over the blistering coals and let my blood fall freely.

"Dauntless!" My Dad exclaims with his voice filled with pride. I turn and see the twins running up to me. Oh no I'm gonna die. I'm too young! Save me!

Tris pov

As soon as Zeit choose dauntless I got up and made my way to the stage. When I get half-way there I notice Uriah doing the same thing.

We glance at each other and instantly knew what to do.

"Dog pile," Uri and I shout together. We both run and leap onto Zeke. He sees us and looks at us with horror in his eyes.

But before he can move uri lands on him and I land on Uriah. We all bust out laughing until we cry. He stayed, he really stayed. I should have never doubted him.

Then I get Zeke into another bone crushing hug and Uriah joins. "I thought we would lose you," I whisper sadly to Zeke.

"Never trissy," he laughs and gathers both of us in his arms.

"Good you can't get rid of us that easily!" Uriah sequels in bubbling happiness.

"I thought I was the girl here," I turn and look at Uriah questionably.

"Shut up," he tells me while rolling his eyes hugging both of us tighter.

We get up together and make our way to our seats. I zone out in my happy thoughts. Zeke stayed, He actually stayed! My family is still together. I want to punch myself in the face for the amount of worry I put in myself through.

Tobias pov

I can't take it anymore. His beatings are just ridiculous now. The scars litter my back.

Mother didn't leave beacause of me, right? Deep down I think I know it's not my fault. But a little voice tells me it could never be my fault.

It's because of him, he beat her, not me. It's his fault not mine. The choice has been made. I'm leaving abnegation and going to dauntless. I'm never going to be the weak boy he once knew. I will be stronger and braver than ever before.

"Tobias eaton," yells the tall leader of dauntless. I slowly get up, sore from my last beating. I see my father look at me with hatred and anger. He would never guess I'd actually leave.

I make my way to the white stage. I'm not going to be like this anymore.

I go up the steps slowly. Once I get to the bowls my life seems to get better. Hope overcomes me bringing satisfaction to my system.

No more beatings. No more torture. I can grow up have a family and make friends. And maybe I'll find a special someone. Maybe?

I picks up the knife. And slice it across my palm. I doesn't hurt I've been through far worse. I place it over the dauntless coals and squeeze the blood out.  The coals loudly sizzle from my blood.

"Dauntless," the Dauntless leader yelled. I look over my shoulder to see my father looking at me with pure hatred and shock. He can't hurt me anymore. I'm free. I no longer have to be controlled by fear. I will destroy my fear.

I make my way to the dauntless section. They look at me strangely before cheering at my shocking choice. A choice that could break me or make me.