Betrayed

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And also I was involved in a collab with a wonderful Vidder yesterday to Cheap Thrills by Sia, of course it's a Tris Vid, and I hope you like it!!! =D

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I haven't had a dream in a very long time, until tonight.

I know it's a dream because we're back at Dauntless and Shauna is up walking around like she owns the place again.

It puts a smile on my face even though I know it isn't real, and that in a very short time, I'll be back in my room in Marcus's house next to Tris in my bed.

Right after I think about Tris, she walks into the Pit.

I walk up to her and wrap her in a hug. When I pull back, she's crying.

Wiping her tears with my fingertips I ask, "What's wrong?"

"I'm so sorry," she says, caressing my face.

As soon as she says this I get a sinking, empty feeling in my stomach, like something is very wrong.

But right before I can ask her, 'What for?', the Dauntless compound begins to dissolve around me.

The dream is ending.

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I sit up faster than I can ever recall and look around frantically.

I went to sleep next to Tris, but she's not here anymore.

There's a wet spot on my forehead, and I think it's from a kiss.

The only person that was in this room with me was Tris, so it had to be her.

But where is she now, and better yet, why'd she kiss me before leaving.

She'd only do that if there was something up.

As soon as the thought crosses my mind, the sinking feeling is back, and I start suspecting the worse.

What if she went back to Erudite for some reason?  What if she got taken or somehow forced to leave?

Where the heck is she?!

I jump out of bed and proceed to put my shoes on and hear light whispering coming from outside.

Tightening the laces, I leave the house and start walking in the direction of the voices.

It's so quiet here that it doesn't take much time to find it.  It's coming from a few houses down.  

Not wanting them to catch me eavesdropping, I stay where I am and listen.

"...Banjo-strumming softie."  a voice that sounds a lot like Christina's says.

Trying to avoid a long, aimless conversation about whatever it is she's talking about, I make an about face back to my house.

Just then a thought occurs to me.

Christina might know where Tris is.

Without thinking, I take off in the direction of the house again.

I don't get very far before someone walks right in front of me.  I have to step back in order to not bump into him.

It's Zeke.

"What're you doing up?" He asks.

"I had a dream.  When I woke up Tris was gone.  Do you have any idea where she might be?"  I say, glancing at the house every few seconds to make sure she isn't gone by the time I can go over there.

"Christina said something about a makeover a few hours ago.  That's probably where she is."  He tsks, clearly bored at the idea of a makeover, "You know what, you need to stop worrying about her, she's fine.  I brought a few beers from Dauntless, what'd you say we take our minds off of things for a while?"

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About an hour later - even after my feeble attempts at resisting - I'm practically drowning in beer.

I can't lie, it feels great not having to worry about a single thing and laughing just because I can.  I've never laughed so much without it, and it makes my stomach feel good.

Zeke keeps falling over and has to rest is hand on the wall to steady himself while I have saved myself the struggle by sitting down on the couch.

Yet and still, even with the alcohol swimming around in my mind, Tris is still there, looming over it with a disappointed look on her face.  But she's not even here, and every time I take another swig she fades more and more into the background.

Zeke's words ring in my head.  Stop worrying about her, she's fine.

If only heart would believe that.

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I end up falling asleep in the living room.  When I finally awaken from my drunken stupor, my head aches something serious and I feel like I might have to throw up. 

When I stand up to go to the bathroom I sway on my feet and almost trip over the back of the couch trying to steady myself.  I don't see Zeke even though I remember him being here before I went to sleep.  He probably slept in one of the bedrooms upstairs.

Just as I'm about to go into the bathroom a rush of memories and thoughts hits me head-on.

And they all tie back to one person.

Tris.

Forgetting the sick feeling in my stomach, I practically run out of the house and back to the house I recall hearing Christina in.

But when I open the door, no one's there.

I search the entire house but find not one single person.  It's as if she was never here.

And suddenly the feeling is back, only it's worse now, because I'm starting to piece together everything that has happened in the last few hours, all the way from when I was standing next to Tris by the window, how she kept adverting my eyes when she talked about staying here for the attack. And then I remember the dream and how she told me sorry.  

And now she's gone.

I know exactly what happened.

She was never going to stay here during the attack.  She only told me that so I wouldn't see what she was actually going to do - go back to Erudite.  For what, I don't know, but it has to be something I wouldn't be happy about, otherwise she would've told me.

I can't believe this.

She lied to me again.

She betrayed me.

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YASSS TWO CHAPTERS BACK TO BACK?!!!! UNHEARD OF LOL. The feels in this one boy...They hurt my soul....Nevertheless, hope you guys like this chappie!! (I haven't called them that for years <33)

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