A Perfect Smile(sequel to A Crooked Smile)

Chapter Nine: this chapter includes some sensitive content*

I was discharged earlier than expected. I guess you can say that I have my ways of getting what I want.
"You should have stayed in the hospital a day longer. Who know what you can and can't handle." Tobias argues.
"I feel fine. I would tell you otherwise." I laugh. Walking through the hallways causes whispers to spread.
She's alive?
I can't believe she's alive.
I wonder who did this?
My bets are on Peter, they're always at each other's throats.
"If anyone else wanna add anything, go ahead be my guest." I snap. Spinning in all directions, everyone's faces have gone straight. Except for one girl. She covered her mouth and giggles.
That's it!
Stomping up to her, my chest rising and falling hard, I take in a deep breath.
"What were you laughing at." She starts to tremble and tries to back away.
"Oh no you don't. I asked you to stop, and you laughed. What were laughing at?" I growl. She gulps and shakes her head. I lifted my hand, but I was stopped.
"What the hell," I look up to see Tobias holding my hand,"let go." I snap.
"Absolutely not. I will not let you waste your energy on some girl who was probably laughing at nothing." He argues back. I look him dead in the eyes and shake my head. I stomp off and slam my dorm door closed.
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I must have fallen asleep at some point because I was suddenly awoken by Tobias.
"Listen if you've come to scold me for getting upset, I already feel bad, so save the pep talk for later." I mumble.
"That's not why I came. I came because it's past dinner and you haven't eaten anything yet." He replies, sitting on the edge of my cot. I sigh and turn over, intertwining his fingers with mine.
"I'm scared,"I whisper,"I'm terrified that he will destroy everything and everyone I love. He will not stop until I am miserable. Until everything I have is gone." I cry. I sniffle and bury my head in his hand.
"Scar, look at me," he whispers. Lifting my head, I look into his soft brown eyes. The eyes that broke me on the day we first met. The eyes that gave me hope. The eyes that helped me.
My soft brown eyes,"don't you dare even think that. You have so much, but think so little. You are a born fighter, you can fight back. You can either fight alone, or fight alongside with me. You don't have to do this alone. You have the most powerful force on your side: strength." He finishes and kisses my knuckles. I smile and wipe away the few tears lingering on my cheeks. He smiles and kisses my forehead.
Pulling me out of bed, he leads me to the kitchen and lets me pick out the food I want.
"Why are you making me eat after everyone else?" I ask, taking a sip from my cup.
"How do you think you landed in the hospital in the first place?" He asks.
Right, I was poisoned.
"I talked with the chefs and until Ryan is out of Dauntless, you'll be eating with me after everyone." I nearly choke on my food. Eat after everyone?
"Wait, what? Eat after everyone?"
"Yep. I don't trust Ryan in Dauntless, knowing what he can do, I am going to protect you in the best way I can. And isolating you while you eat is a baby step."
"A BABY STEP?! YOU CALL THIS A BABY STEP?" I tell, pushing myself out of my chair. I shake my head and walk out of the kitchen.
"Scar, get back here!" Tobias yells. I shake my head and stop.
"What the hell Tobias! Why would you to this to me?" I growl, snapping around, coming face to face with a pissed of Tobias.
"This is for your own good."
"NOT EVERYTHING IS FOR MY OWN GOOD DAD!" I yell. My hand covers my mouth. What the actual fuck did I just say?
     Hot tears start to run down my cheeks. I shake my head and take a step towards Tobias, who takes a step back.
"I get it," he whispers, cracking his voice,"you don't see me, you see Ryan."
No. God no, I don't. I see you Tobias, I only see you.
     I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out, only a sob breaks the silence.
"Am I really that much like Ryan? Am I always that angry? AM I?!" He yells. I look up into his eyes to see dark black ones have replaced the soft brown eyes I know. Closing my eyes I shake my head and cover my ears.
"Stop." I whisper.
"No Scar, answer me," he growls, grabbing my shoulders and pushing me against the wall,"ANSWER ME. He yells again.
"Tobias stop," I cry, "this isn't you."
Silence. He stops yelling and turns around and just walks away. Once he turns the corner, I crumble to the floor and break down. Loud sobs echo down the hallway and salty tears drip down my cheeks.
How could he act like that? What happened? Was it something I did? Did I say something?
     Wearily, I pick myself up off the floor and stumble to my dorm. Walking into the bathroom, I close and lock the door. Rummaging through the drawers, I find what I'm looking for.
     Pressing the razor against my wrist, I slice across my skin.
This is for not being the perfect daughter.
Slice.
This is for picking Dauntless.
Slice.
This is for disappointing my mother.
Slice.
This is for trusting anyone.
Pulling up my shirt, I reveal the scar along my hip.
"Do it. You deserve it." He hisses. I can see Ryan, standing beside me, pointing to my scar.
"No, I don't want to." I cry.
"You have to, you deserve it." He growls. With hot, salty tears rolling down my cheeks, I dig the razor into my scar and rip it open. Throwing the razor in the sink, I stumble backwards and hit the door. I try and fumble with the knob, but my body gives out and falls to the floor.
My eyes flutter and I try to keep them open, but it's no use, the heaviness takes over. The last thing I hear is a loud pounding on the door before I completely black out.