Escape- a petris story

Chapter 11

Tris POV:

I walk through dauntless corridors, unable to talk. Someone comes up to me..
Peter.
He has blood dripping from his nose and his eyes are bloodshot. He has stitching on his mouth. He drops to the floor and lays still. I walk on.

"Tris!"

I awake with a gasp and bang my head on hails. You are probably wondering what happened to Peter... Peter..

I haven't seen him since he was taken Away from me. We went to the faction less compound, and have been here for 3 months. For 2 months I searched for Peter but I gave up after a letter came to me saying Peter is outside of the fence. I tried to get outside but I haven't made it yet. The closest I got was to the wall:

I climbed up the wall. The other side coming into view, but then I heard truck engines going to a halt. They started shooting, I dodged as many bullets but one caught me in the back and I stumbled back down. They carried me back to the train and I took myself back to the faction less compound.

I looked through my diary of attempts, the books nearly full:

Today was Wednesday, it's the day I try to escape.. I felt lucky today, it maybe different. I clipped my harness on and jogged to the train..I hid in the compartment until it came to a halt, I got off and slyly and quietly jogged to the wall, I already heard the engines of a truck coming, they are getting earlier.. I trembled as I buckled up and started to climb I couldn't hold my grip and I stumbled back, my side hitting into the wall, my blood staining the side. It was then the shooting started but I knew this was going to be the same, I spread my arms out and they shot me in the arm this time.. I have always wondered why they never used real bullets and just killed me, it was almost as if they didn't want me to die but they wanted me to stay?

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After a few hours of reading I came to my last one, the strangest one:

Off I go again, out to escape, I have to sneak around the sides now, it makes the trucks confused for a while. I reach the wall and I climb, I hear the trucks stop but they don't do anything, they were watching me. It was the first time I had reached the metal bars. I hesitated then reached out for the metal bar. My hand gripped it and a huge spark of electricity shocked me and I crashed to the ground. The men in the trucks got out and lifted me up. I felt them put me on the train and I didn't get off when it slowed down. The train carried on but I just lay there. I was so close to reaching Peter. If I had known it was electric I would be reunited with him right now? But I don't understand why they didn't shoot me, it was almost as if they believed in me, if they believed that I was going to make it. Either way, there is no point trying, it is electric, I only have me, myself and I. I may be strong but I can't withhold an electric fence. I give up.

That was almost three weeks ago now. All I do now is lay in bed and eat when meant to. Hail has gone somewhere, I don't know what has happened to her.
I lay still until someone walks through my 'room'. Hail.

"Get up, let's go," she pushes me,

"What are you talking about?" I question.

"You're going to get over the fence" she smiles,
"But--"
Before I could say it's electric I was on a train. The thought of Peter came into my mind and I suddenly had this spark of enthusiasm.

"What day is it?" I asked hail,

"Wednesday." Hail smirks,

I'm going to see Peter.