Resurgent: A Divergent Fanfiction

Chapter 53

POV

I stormed out of the room. Well that should definitely cut my nickname. Word spreads fast these days.

Tobias doesn't come after me. He has 'knife throwing duty'. This made me angry. Nobody truly deserved to be punished for not being talented, strong, or well rounded.

Someone surprised me. Uriah walked outside.

"Tris." He says loudly and catches up to me at the end of the halls.

I turn, "What do you want?"

"Thanks, for saving Christina, I owe you." He says.

"If that's all you came to say you're welcome." I say and turn away.

"Wait. Technically you're still in the tournament." He says.

"Sorry I'm not interested in your small game." I say.

"Oh c'mon please? It's fun. At least stay with this training group." He smiles childishly.

I shake my head. Like no really I'm not interested man chill out.

"Please? I bet everyone won't be calling you marshmallow or pansycake, if they did I'd punch them unconscious." He smirks. This was the playful side of Uriah.

I smile, "Thanks for the offer, but I'm really not into that right now. Maybe a bit later."

He sighs, "Okay Tris. But you're welcome whenever. Always know that. And Chris and I will always be there too if you need anything."

I smile smally, mutter thanks and walk away.

I decided to go to my room and nap. A brave man needs his rest.

LINEBREAK

I dream of myself meeting this woman, she wore an plain gray dress. Blood oozed from her stomach. She looked dead but wasn't.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"Where's my child?" I recognize the face. She was the one I envisioned taking away my baby when Caleb and I met.

She smiles, "She is safe with me Tris. Don't worry you will see her soon."

Her voice, so tender, so kind.

So motherly.

"Who are you?" I ask, "Please I just want some answers."

But the woman is waving. A man in simple gray attire appears beside her. He too has bullets pierced through his gut and chest. They walk off into nothingness

"Wait! Come back." I yell and follow them. But I am stopped. There are chains holding me down to earth. Why? I have no connection or motivation to stay alive anyways.

Tobias comes and stands by me. He smiles at me and unlocks the chains around my ankles. I look him in the eye.

"Please stay with me Tris." He begs, and takes my hand in his. Our tattoos fit together.

I gasp and wake up. I'm in my room. No baby, not dead people in gray. No chains.

I sigh. What was it supposed to mean? The woman and man didn't scare or anger me. They have my child. Which happens to be dead

"Who am I talking to?" I moan aloud. Is this depression or am I possessed or what?

Sometimes I like to linger in the past. Sometimes I like to be angry about losing my brain. And right now was definitely one of those times.

That's when I make up my mind, I'm going to see Caleb. Either to get answers or beat the shit out of him. I walk out my room and towards the training room. Tobias is still there, taking the knives off the target.