Allegiance - Divergent story

Honestly?

I faintly hear the sound of trains and shouts. Dauntless. I watch chewing on the inside of my mouth as they jump out of the old train carts, all moving at different speeds but as one. I watch them approach were I'm sitting, hidden within the tall grass. I'd give anything to feel free, bound from shackles and ready to take flight. I envy the dauntless. I envy how easy there life it. I envy there courage and bravery. I wish I could make that decision; but I know I can't.

I lay back letting myself sinck into earth. I know I’m not allowed out here passed the Candor barriers, but I had to see them one more time before midday. Choosing ceremony. Most people are excited; those are the people who know where they belong.

I open my eyes as the remaining footsteps fade out the farer away they become. I take a deep breath, embracing the warm air and let it out. Every impulse in my body is reaching out and telling me that’s where I’m meant to be. Honestly? The world doesn’t need more people telling the truth all the time, the world needs more brave people. More people like them. I ignore my heart and follow my head. I could never leave Candor. I’m not brave enough to join Dauntless, I don’t deserve them. I would be lying to myself if I said I didn’t have regrets about leaving. How can I join another faction If I can’t handle were I was born? I let the next few moments drift by.

I’d sit up but I have the feeling they're not completley gone. I listen carefully. I’m not alone, there’s someone else close by; another dauntless. I can hear their frantic breathing as they approach. I freeze; I close my eyes for a few moments, holding my breath.  I can’t run the risk of being caugh, not today.

I hear the footsteps come to a stop. I swallow. By what I'm able to hear theres only a small group of people, no more than five. I lean more into the ground, feeling the brass dig into my back as I try and make myself as small as possible. After a while I don’t hear anything expect the regular deep breaths of another person which is the only thing reminding me I’m not alone.

‘’It’s getting worse.’’ A male voice proclaims.

‘’We need to do something before..’’ Another voice answers.

‘’Before what?’’ I inhale at the sharp voice. If I could only see there faces, ask what the problem is, but I'm not that stupid. Whoever this person is, they’re angry and they’re not afraid of showing it. I hold back my Candor genes and the curiosity I've been made to follow.

‘’Before a revolution starts? A war on..’’

‘’Shh people could be listening.’’ The two people arguing take a few moments to gather their breaths. Revolution. War. Everything people say about the Dauntless are true, they are crazy.

Eventually the voices fade away as do there pounding feet. I hear the sound of trains approaching as I allow myself to sit up. I look around but the group have disappeard.

I lose track of time, since the Dauntless left. Tyler soon arrives. I'm used to him being around so much I don't even notice him at first. After my dad died I came out here during the first few weeks wanting to escape. It sucks being honest all the time when you're dad dies and people want to know how you're feeling.

It didn’t take a long time till Tyler worked out where I was hiding, in the middle of an overgrown field with an impressive view over Chicargo. From where I sit you can see everything, from the dark and shadowed skyline to the white washed abnegation sector. It's close enough to the Candor headquaters that I can easily sneak out during certain times of the day, and escape the almost suffocating life.

I watch Tyler carefully as he sits down in the grass. He leans agaisnt my shoulder and I smell his familiar musk of lavender and something that's completley Tyler I've learnt to love. He sighs with one leg stretched out fully and the other bent. Tyler’s never had the problem of finding where he belongs because he already knows. And because of that I know he’d never leave.