Resurgent: A Divergent Fanfiction

Chapter 31

Tobias POV

I easily break down the door. Uriah at my heels as we advance. I stop for a split second. Lance is on top of Tris, cackling.

Tris looks worse than dead. Her lips and face are bluish purple, blood trickles from her mouth along with shining tears.

She's not dead. If she is someone else would pay too. An eye for an eye.

I snag his arm, and yank him away from her.

Christina comes in, and steps back a bit, "Oh my god." She murmurs.

The longer I look at him the angrier I get. By a lot.

I slam him against the wall, "What did you do?" I growl.

"We were having fun." He throws up on himself.

Disgusting.I glower. "You dared to touch her."

"Too late already did." He cackles. I swear I'm gonna kill him.

I punch him square in the nose and then the jaw. Blood spurts out everywhere. I keep a tight grip on the hem of his shirt and look over to Uriah.

"Hey, Uriah did you happen to bring that gun or knife with you?" I ask quietly.

"Yeah." He says. Chris and him are tending to her, checking her pulse.

He slides over a knife on the floor.

Lance sees and thrashes more and more.

He's not getting away. I knee him hard again in the gut and he spits blood out.

I pick it up and bring it to his throat.

"You wouldn't." He coughs.

Chris mumbles, "Uhh Four?"

"Say goodbye to your ugly life and soul asshole." I slice it straight through his neck, til the tip touches the wall and the handle is barely visible.

He stumbles, and falls with a large thump, just as Zeke walks in.

Zeke looks at me, "What'd you do that for?"

"Why don't you look and see for yourself." I say, pointing and heading towards Tris.

Two funerals in a week. I'm not attending the second

"Oh god." Zeke gapes. He rushes forth and I do as well.

"She barely has a pulse." Christina murmurs.

"Where's Lance?" Uriah looks around then at him, "Oh never mind."

"You guys can go, I got her." I say quietly.

"Four, we-" Christina starts,

"I said go." I glare at them. "Hide and seek is over."

They oblige, and file out slowly. I undo her ropes after they leave and stroke her head, it's bleeding in a couple spots, stained with vomit, and tears still stream out of her eyes.

Staring at her shirtless makes me ball my fist. All the fist imprints he made. How dare he. Sadly I wasn't even on good terms with her before this happened.

I gently scoop her up, cradling and swaying her. She jolts a bit, and I know she's alive. I walk back slowly, keeping her close to my body.

"I got revenge for you Tris." I murmur. "It's gonna be okay."

I carry her back to my room, wash her wounds and vomit stains, and wipe her nonstopping tears. I feel awful and guilty. I take her hands in mine, feeling a prickle. It's her ring.

I mentally slap myself too for saying that earlier

"I promise you that no one will ever touch you like they did tonight again." I murmur, "If they do, I'll kill them."

I sit in a chair by her the entire night, squeezing her hand tightly in mine.

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Tris POV

I wake up. My face burns, and my body stings. It's morning ish. I sit up a little too fast, and Four catches me.

"Easy there." He soothes. "Sleep okay?"

"Er yea, I had the oddest dream I was in a room with Lance. And he kidnapped me and.."

"Wait." I recall quickly, "Where's Lance. It was all real?!"

"Dead." He replies. I'm silent for a second

"From?" I ask

"I killed him two nights ago." He says coldly "Did he touch you anywhere?"

"Wait you killed him?" I say quietly.

"Did he touch you anywhere?" Four demands.

"Yea. He almost but didn't." I say, "It was close. I can't believe he managed to kidnap me. How was I so vulnerable?" I bury my head in my hands.

"He won't. Ever again." Tobias reassures but in a cold tone.

"Are you mad?" I murmur.

"That an initiate almost had sex with you yea I am a bit."

We are both quiet, and both finally speak up, "I'm-"

"You first." He says quietly.

"I'm sorry for what happened with our fight. This wouldn't have happened if I forgave you and acknowledged everything."

"It's okay." He sighs, "I'm sorry about it too."

I glance at the clock it's nearly noon. "Wait don't you have training today?" I ask.

"Yeah but I took the day off. You looked more dead than alive after yesterday night..." He says

"That won't ever happen again." He pulls me close to him. "I'll kill them."

"That's a little scary Four." I murmur.

"Exactly, so they will stay away." He leans in. "I don't like to share my girlfriend with others."

I stop him from kissing me, "Lemme brush first okay, I taste disgusting right now," and he chuckles.

It hurts to stand,a lot. I wince as my feet make steps towards the sink. My back and stomach are definitely still in pain, but it feels better.

I limp the slightest bit, but as we walk down to breakfast, he catches all my slips.

I try to act strong. It's not the worst. What happened wasn't too bad. But my gut feeling knows it is.

Zeke, Uriah, and Christina sit down in the Pit at the café, looking extremely worried.

"Tris!" Chris and Uriah run towards me.

"You alright?" Christina asks.

"Course she is she's Tris!" Uriah beams, "Tris can live through almost anything. Duh"

I laugh at his playfulness, and reply, "I wouldn't say I'm good as new, but I'm fine."

"Told ya!" Uriah snaps his fingers in Christina's face.

I sit and eat my muffin, prying at parts. It hurts to chew my right side, since my cheeks are a bit butchered.

After we finish, Four takes me back to his room.

"You should rest a bit." he says quietly.

"Four I'm fine!" I say. "I have wor-"

He shushes me with his hand, and gently rubs my rough, slightly swollen cheeks.

"Not today Tris." He says quietly, "Rest today okay?"

"What about the funeral?" I reply.

His face hardens, "It already passed, and no I did not go."

"Rest," he smiles and kisses my forehead, and his lips are the last thing I feel.