My Way of Allegiant: Divergent Series

Part 2: Chapter 4

To everyone, I'm sorry I have not updated. I had some dad in the hospital drama, and wisdom teeth, and school. Uggh. Good news is all is good, and I have another update. 

I saw Catching Fire, Ummmmmm like for a good three hours after I was that fangirl that is having a fangirl attack. My friends were probably like, Ok stop texting me. :p Even better their was a divergent trailer in the previews. Ahhhh!!!! 

IMPORTANT QUESTION: Do you guys think my chapters are too long? I average maybe 2500 words. Is that too much for a chapter? 

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Tris POV:

Brecken is weaving our truck through the huge twisted streets of Springfield. After leaving five minutes ago, I can feel the tension in the truck and it honestly is making me sick. Ever since Tobias got shot, blood makes me cringe. The smell, the sight of it, and just knowing  it is presence, toys with my mind. Uriah's pleads and screams are not helping either.

I put my head in my hands and sigh. My reality has become my nightmare. It seems that we can never escape this living nightmare. Every situation, every event, we take one step forward and two steps back. I'm ready for this to change. I'm ready to change. This starts now. I'm not going to be Tris, the girl who was confined inside walls my whole life as a lab rat. No, I'm going to be Tris, the girl who took down The Republic; the one who made things right. 

I lift my head and stare out the tinted window, watching the large buildings get smaller and smaller as we reach the edge of the city. 

"Okay, Uriah, your leg is stitched, but it is best not to move it for a while. We can probably find something to splint your leg somewhere." Ryan says. I turn my head to look back at them, but the coffins are blocking my view. 

"Thank God." Christina mutters. She was probably hopeing that no one heard, but I did. 

I turn my attention to Brecken. "Brecken, how long until the paralytic wears off." I ask. 

"We have about an hour left. We need to get them out, before they can fully understand what is happening. The paralytic we made acts as a sedative as well. The only problem is that the sedative wears off first, and then your paralyzed in a dark coffin." He describes. 

"Right and being paralyzed in a coffin is probably not the best feeling in the world." I comment. 

"No, because your aware, trapped, and you can't move. We need to get them out before this happens." He says. 

"So where are we going to go?" I ask. It is not like I know where we are. 

"I think we need to ditch the truck ASAP." I hear Tobias in the back. "We are more at risk in this truck than anything." 

"I think your right Tobias." Ryan says. "The morgue was expecting their delivery five minutes ago."

"Great, wonderful, we are in a huge truck that people are going to be looking for now." Christina adds.

"We need to find the sewer. We can't leave the city in a large truck, and we most certainly can not be in this truck." I finish.

As if on cue the sirens in the city go off. The loud, annoying, continuous, screeching of the siren fill the truck.

"Well I think it will be a little difficult to reach the sewer at this point." I say.

Brecken keeps his eyes fixed on the road as he talks. "I guess that leaves us with one choice. We are going to drive this truck right through the city while it is on lock-down."