How Does One Simply Forget (Book 2- On the Edge Series)

Deeper

Once I run out of tears I turn to rest my head against the wall and look up to see who was holding me. When Four's face comes in to view I immediately wipe my face and clench my jaw and briskly get up to walk away but he grabs my hand before I have the chance to get too far away. I close my eyes and internally sigh.

"Let me go." I say in a surprisingly strong voice.

"Never."

That one word makes my gut do somersaults on a trampoline but they are short lived. I pull my arm away and walk away.

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I get home and plop down on bed and stare at the ceiling.

"Ahhhhhhhh." I scream in frustration.

I throw up a couple punches in the air like it'll do something. I feel the tears starting to brim but I clench my jaw hard. I hate how weak I am I cry at anything. I am the weakest person I know why can't I just deal with stuff without crying at every little stone that hits me. It's not like I'm the only one with problems in their life. I'm so selfish. What happened to what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. What if it didn't kill me but my best friend. I a wimp that's what it means.

I slap my face and that stinging sensation spreads through my face and it feels good. My mind drifts back to the knife that I used to use a year ago. It's what I deserve isn't it for being so weak and selfish. I get up and head down the stairs checking to make sure nobody sees me. Maybe I should be happy that my foster parents are so consumed with self pity. I find the knife rack and grab a common steak knife. And make a small mark it stings but not enough I start to push harder, deeper but it still doesn't hurt enough.

I hear the door open and my head shoots up to see Mason and Charley walking in. The look on their faces when the see what I am doing is enough to make me drop the knife into a small pool of blood. Mason is the first to move. He runs over to me and grabs my arm dragging me over to the sink to rinse my arm off. The minute the water touches my arm I really feel the pain. It tears through my arm up my shoulder and I hiss in pain. I don't pull my arm back instead I just stare at the deep cut in the middle of my forearm, completely dazed and I stay that way.

Mason dabs the cut with a clean kitchen towel and Charley hands him a large band aids, the only way to cover all the cut since it was long not wide. He dabs a little cream on it to keep it from infection.

They lead me over to the couch still in a daze and Mason asks,

"Why did you do this Tris?"

"Because I am weak and I deserved it." I state matter of factually.

"You are not weak and do not deserve to hurt yourself."

"If I'm not weak than why am I the only one doing this. You guys lost your real brother Aiden wasn't even wasn't even my brother but I'm the only one hurting myself so if that doesn't show weakness that I don't know what is."

They are both quite for awhile but Charley speaks first, "We all deal with pain differently Tris, I shut myself off from the rest of the world."

"I act like a total douchebag." Mason contributes.

I scoff, "I just happen to do all three. Whatever I'm out of here." I say and stand up head for my room, slamming the door behind me.

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Mason POV

I'll be taking the bus to school until further notice or I don't feel like waking up early.
-Tris

"Is she going to slip back into her old life again, Charley?"

"I hope not." He says staring at piece of paper she left on the front door.

"That's not enough, we need to do everything in our power to stop that from happening." I decided.

"I agree, but how are we supposed to do that? We would need to know what her old life was like."

"We need details from people who new her old life. Like Four and his friends. They were friends for awhile maybe they will help."

"Tris would kill us if she new we were talking to him."

"True. We will just have to make sure she doesn't find out."

"This is a suicide mission." Charley replies bluntly.

"We should do that thing they do in that Once Upon a Time show." I exclaim sort of thrilled that we have a mission.

"What thing?" Charley asks looking completely confused.

"You know where they name their missions like operation cobra or whatever."

"Oh yeah maybe this can be operation suicide."

I stare at him incredulously. "You're not serious are you?"

"Ok I can see how that would be a bit strange. Ummmm how about..."

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Tris POV

The bus sucks.

It smells like dirty leather and sweat and I'm not exaggerating. It's so gross how do people stand it. The kids are obnoxious, this is why like being a loner I don't have to deal this these stupid teenagers and their even stupider opinions some of them can't even follow directions on a homework assignment.

I can't get off the bus fast enough and I briskly walk to my first class where I can get some sleep, a rare thing for teenagers.

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A ruler slams right next to my head and my I shoot up as my hand goes straight for the ruler where a grab it and twist it as a self defense move. The hand in the other side of the ruler let's go after it gets twisted with measuring stick.

After a few seconds I look to see interrupted my precious sleep to see the one person I hate almost as much as Four, Mrs. Matthews.

"Do we really want to go through this again Matthews?"

"We wouldn't have to if you didn't disrespect me."

"I'll make a deal with you. I will respect you and your classroom once I see something worth respecting okay." I say with a smirk. I get up and walk out the door a second before the bell rings so I can't get in trouble for being in the hallways not like I care but I'd rather not walk all the way to the principals office.

"Hey Four." I hear a voice say but I know it's not one of the others in how group instead I turn around to find Charley and Mason and quickly hide behind a locker and strain to hear what they are talking about.

I didn't hear much but I did hear enough: Tris, help, mission, wrong, old life, information. I could piece together the rest.

They think they can stop me from going back to my old life. And they are willing to use four to help. Better luck next time boys.
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