Divergent high

Chapter 3

A/N: this is after the dinner with the Priors

Four's POV

Chapter 3:

The entire ride home was quite just like any other car ride with Marcus it's either quietness or loud from yelling. I don't want to go home knowing what will happen when we get home. he didn't do much to me when I got home knowing that we would have to go to dinner so he didn't want them to see any evidence.

So all of the anger that built up is going to be released tonight. he blamed me for being this way. it's all him he is not a good role model he acts all nice and innocent when he's around other people but when it's just me and him he abuses me.

I can't believe Tris she says I don't know real pain? if she was me for a day then she would know what real pain is. And Marcus loves her. why? she should just be his child not me.

Suddenly I realize we are pulling into our huge drive way leading to our huge house. there's nothing good about Marcus but if I had to pick one thing it would be that he has a lot of money but I would pick a dad who cares and loves me over one who hates my guts and abuses me.

We walk into the house and he pushes me into the tiny closet in my room as usual 3 hours later he opens it and kicks me onto the floor with the belt in his hand.

"This is for your own good." He says hatefully.

I squeeze my eyes shut as I feel the impact of the belt hitting by back and I feel the blood trickling down and the sting of the other lashes.

After about an hour he stops then kicks my ribs, storms out, and slams my door shut. if I had a normal dad he would just lecture me on what I did and then take away my phone or something, but not my poor excuse of a dad he likes to see me hurt.

I take off my shirt and wince at very move I make this was defiantly one of my bad nights just as I predicted.

I take a cold shower and check my wounds my back has lash marks all over to where you would think my skin color is red. then I notice that my ribs age bruised really badly I touch them really lightly and wince.

I pull out my medicine that I hide from Marcus because it heals my wounds pretty fast then I fall asleep on my stomach so that my back doesn't touch anything.
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I wake up to the dreadful sound of my alarm clock I groan and slam my hands on it.

I get up and put on some black jeans, black vans, a white shirt, and my signature black leather jacket. I think you can guess what my favorite color is. I hear foot steps and I freeze and see Marcus by the door without his belt which makes me release a breath.

"Tobias I'm leaving and I'm warning you right now if you end up in my office you will get it worse then last night. you hear me?" he asks

I nod and he leaves while muttering,"that piece of crap is a poor excuse of a son."

When I see his car leave the drive way I go down stairs and hold a breath. he's gone Tobias. he's gone.

I grab my book bag and open the door to my baby. I put on my signature black ray bans and speak down the street while putting on the radio and turning it up high.

I zoom into a parking spot and hop out. Zeke and Uriah pop out of no where.

"Hey dude how bad was last night?" Zeke asks they have known about my dad ever since 5th grade and have helped me through it they are the closest thing to family they are practically my brothers I've known them since pre school and I can practically call them family as well as their mom who also knows about my situation and acts like the mom I've always wanted.

"Last night was one of the bad nights." I say

"I still don't know why you don't call the cops on that jerk." Uriah says

"Like I've said a thousand times I would but he has so much power to where he can over rule them and he's an amazing liar and if I call the police and they leave him with me it would be REALLY bad." I say

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I walk into my lit class late as usual and all eyes snap to me and all of the girls are practically falling out of their chairs looking at me it's very amusing.

"I'm glad you decided to join us. may I ask why are you late?" my teacher Mr. Holt asks

I just smirk"I had things to do." and I walk over to my seat in the back next to Zeke.

"So Four is Marcus still going to be gone on Friday?" Zeke asks

I grin,"yep the party at my place is still on I have all of the supplies in a place where he will never find it."

Zeke grins,"perfect."
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A/N : this is my last update for this story today I hope you guys in hours my Four's POV I'm planning on writing these every other chapter so tell me what you think about that.

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