Prestigent

Prestigent (Chapter 18)

I do not own any of the characters in the Divergent Series.

CHAPTER 8

CHRISTINA POV

Four walked me home, his stride slower, more confident, his face brightened despite the darkness of night. He walks me all the way up to my apartment door. I pretend to stumble for my keys, not wanting to end this moment. When I finally open the door, I stand in the doorway nervously. Do I let him in?

"I guess this is goodnight," I say. I notice his stance is now nervous, and I know what he is thinking.

He smiles gratefully, "Yeah... I, uh... better get home..."

"I understand."

He smiles and kisses me on the cheek. The door shuts between us and I already miss him. I have waited for this moment for so long. I have tried to hide my desire from everyone. Now that I have him, I know it was all worth it.

For now, I am glad that everything turned out this way. If not, I would have never gotten to the point where my face aches from smiling, or where my heart longs for another. I try to sleep, but my excitement is too great.

Late at night, I doze off.

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I wake, realizing I can finally live life the way I want. I realize I haven't thought about Will for a long time now. When I think of him now, I don't have the feeling of loss or depression.

I hear a knock on my door and I walk over, almost skipping. Is this why Tris was overly excited that one day in training? I open the door, smiling as I see his face. He looks at me, frowning suddenly.

"May I come in? There's something I need to tell you..."

"Sure," I say, realizing the severity of the matter. We both sit on the couch.

"Listen... it's about Marcus... Caleb saw him again last night... he, he was in the cemetery and he-"

"Do you want some water?" I ask, getting up. I don't want to have to talk about this. It should all be over now.

"No, just please listen. Caleb went to see the Memorial and he was there. He dug up Tris's grave but obviously she's not there. What do you think he was trying to do?" he asks.

"I don't know, maybe he was going to take the body-if it was there- to use it as a... um... maybe a threat of some kind..."

"That's what I thought but how would that work-she's already dead... Caleb says he might be working on some kind of Divergent experiment..."

"I don't know and frankly I don't care. He has done enough to us," I say, an edge of anger in my voice.

"I'm sorry... it's just... I don't know. I feel like my life is still restricted by his presence. I didn't mean to upset you, but I feel more comfortable around you then jerky Caleb," he says smiling. I begin to laugh, but realize that this is not the place.

"Want to go out?" he asks.

"Sure," I say shrugging, hiding my actual feelings. I am bouncing off the walls right now...