Resurgence (Life After Allegiant - Divergent Fanfiction)

Chapter Four

No one speaks; the sound of breathing is the only thing that breaks the fragile silence. I feel anger rising up like lava in a volcano. I’m fed up learning that I’ve been living not knowing the truth. How could we not know we have an older brother?

 I want to scream.

 I want to cry.

I want to fight.

 And for that one moment.

I want to die.

But I can’t do any of those things. I’m paralysed. Tobias’ touch brings me back to life and I jump, realising I was in a state of shock.  He’s sat next to me, I feel his body heat. The presence of another human isn’t comforting anymore, it sets me on edge and I know I need to move, I need to get out of here. I stand up, my hands tensed, palms curled. I try to take deep breaths but it’s futile. I’m going to explode. 

I quickly walk towards the door, hopefully leaving all my emotions behind.  A stray piece of clothing wraps around my shoe and I stumble forwards.  Burning rage tips me over the edge, I kick the clothing out the way. I spin around and set my sights on the box that held that awful piece of paper for so long. I stamp on it repetitively , tears scorching my face, I scream in frustration. I throw the broken remains of the box at the window. I want to break the glass. I slide the lamp off the bedside table and the bulb shatters. In another attempt, I throw the lamp at the window and it results in the crying smash, glass flying everywhere.  I can barely hear the shouting, I’m deafened by fury. Tobias tries to restrain me but I dodge out the way of his hands and punch him hard in the chest then the neck, he doubles back, I kick him and continue my wrath of destruction. I pull the chest of drawers over; I tear the bed sheets off and throw them as hard as I can in a general direction.  A pair of scissors catches my eye and I lurch for them, they feel powerful in my hand. I stab the cushions, they feel like limp bodies and it releases some anger. Feathers fly everywhere and I attempt to swat them away. I storm over to the broken window, I start to pull the curtains, and they rip like they’re screaming.

Then I realise, if I destroy the birth certificate will it destroy all of this pain? I search for it, I find Caleb cowering in the corner, the paper in his hand, his knuckles white and his fingers bright red. He says something but I don’t hear it, only see his mouth moving and the white of his eyes enlarging with every step I take towards him.  I see his chest rapidly rises and falling as if he’s run for miles.   A growl connects in my throat and crawls between my lips. I wipe my hand across my face to rid it of the salty tears.  I try to grab it, he move his hand away.

“Give it here!” I yell at him. He just shakes his head.  I scream and slam my body into him, he falls against the wall and I pin my lower arm into his throat. He gulps for breath and tries to push my arm away but he’s weak. I attempt to get it again, I miss. Anger clouding my judgement of how far away it is to me. I push harder into the throat of my victim and this time I hear him, he shouts for me to stop. I ignore him and threaten him with the blade of the scissors.

“I said, give it here, or else.” I shout and again he refuses. I raise the scissors, aiming at his throat, I start to send it down when my body is thrown away from him and I land on the floor, hitting my head on the corner of the bed. Tobias’ body flies on top of mine and straddles me. Unable to move I take in the destruction I caused.

“What have I done?” My heart sinks, seeing bruises already starting to form on Tobias’ neck . Caleb lowers himself to the floor and just looks up at the ceiling, his face emotionless. “I’m so sorry. I don’t know what just happened.” Tobias rolls his body off of mine and winces for breath. I turn onto my stomach and bury my head in my arms.