Tris' POV
Am I going to have to teach someone a lesson before the friggin training even starts?!
I death gare Violet and doesn't seem to notice.
So like a reasonable person I take out my knife that Tobias gave me last year for our anniversary, and stab the table right wear her hand is.
She jumps and looks to me with wide eyes and so does everyone else at our table.
I look down at the knife and see it hit between her middle and index fingers, and I'm only a centimeter away from a nice, clean, hard, stab in the finger.
"I suggest you keep your eyes off my man." I say in a low threatening voice.
She bobs her head in horror. I look around the table at the other girls "Same goes for you girls." They nod too.
I pull my knife back and put it in my pocket and walk off.
I'm about to reach our room when I feel a sharp pain.
Like a-
Violet's POV
Tris, walks out, pissed. Peter follows after her.
I pull my hand away from the table and sigh.
"That scary bitch, should've mentioned she had a boyfriend already." I say while I take a bit of my hamburger.
A scream from outside the dining hall makes a few people stop and run out others don't even notice.
The first to run out was Tris' man.
Everyone from the table gets up and follows, even the boys follow.
We get there in a matter of minutes.
Tris is on the ground.
Blood surrounding her.
With a knife in her back
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FanfictionThe war never happened, It takes place two years later, Will is dead, Tris and Tobias are only dating (for now) and there is a lot of drama its a emotional roller coaster. (complete)(make sure to check the FAQ in the end if you have any questions or...
