Divergent and Dangerous: Divergent x Reader

Chapter Two: What Happens at Home, Stays at Home

A/N: Thank You so much for all the support I got from people on the first chapter!! I'm sorry about the mistakes and for not writing for a long time, but I've been pretty busy and just needed to focus  on some other things for a while. Anyways, since it's been a while, I hope I've gotten better with grammar and stuff. Oh, and last thing, I haven't read the book in a VERY long time, so I'm sorry if some things are a little off, but that's the beauty in making your own stories, am I right?

(Same P.O.V.)

I get home after the test, and think about my faction options. I'm really aiming toward Dauntless, but I want to weigh my option a bit more. I think about how since Dauntless train for hours and hours, I could be way less helpless against my father. As I start to think about the perks of the other factions, I hear someone coming in my front door. 

"Hello?" I ask. I don't get a response but I see who it is, and know why. It's my father. He looks a bit stressed and extremely angry.

"Y/N! I heard that you went home early because you  'got sick.'" he states, while putting the last part in quotations. 

"I did. I felt very nauseous and my head hurt a lot," I say as calm and believable as I can.

"Oh really? Well, you shouldn't have gone home early! I don't care whether you got sick or not, you need to stay in school and stop being such a baby!" he shouts angrily.

"But I didn't want to get other people sick,"I say as my voice hitches just a little bit from fear.

"Oh boo-hoo poor teens getting a little sick, what a tragedy. I also don't car whether they get sick or not. You're such a wimpy baby, and I can't believe that I'm your father or even related to you," he says in a sadistic tone. I don't know what happened, but something sparked within me. I never was very submissive and would always fight back, but this time I feel anger welling up inside me.

"I can't believe that I'm related to you," I say in a low and soft voice, almost like a mumble.

"What was that?" he asks as his voice rises.

"I said: I can't believe that I'm related to someone as unkind, rude, abusive, and terrible as YOU!" I shout.

"Oh this time you're really going to get it!" he shouts as he raises his hand to hit me. Right before his hand comes in contact with my face, the door starts to jiggle open, and I see my mother start to walk in, with Jeremy close behind. My father puts his hand down immediately, and acts as if nothing is wrong, by smoothing out his hair and outfit a bit. My mother is carrying some things, so she doesn't look at us right aways, and when she does, she doesn't see anything wrong.

"Ezra, y/n, will you help me get these things inside?" she asks looking a bit stressed as she holds out some bags.

"Of course, honey," Ezra replies with an innocent tone. The both of us help them carry some things in and as I put the last bag down, I start to head to my room when father stops me. 

"Remember: What happens at home, stays at home. You know what will happen if it doesn't," he says with a stern face.

I went to bed that night feeling one-hundred percent sure of what faction I was going to join. The Choosing Ceremony is only a few days away. Until then, I'll endure a little more because I know that I'll be able to stand up for myself soon. I wasn't looking for revenge, mostly, I just wanted to keep my family safe and myself, as well. 

But I guess until the Choosing Ceremony happens, what happens at home will stay at home. 

A/N: Sorry if the chapter was kinda short!