Tris
School seems haunted the next day.
Ghosts of those who has left us seem to haunt the hallways. They're in different factions now, many of them. They've betrayed where they've come from.
Soon, it will be me making that decision. I still don't know what one I'll choose.
I see siblings who look deflated and heartbroken - obviously, they've lost a family member. Of course, none of my fellow Abnegation show these emotions. Betrayal is selfish. If you've lost someone, you cannot show what their departure did to you. It's selfish. Abengation is selfless. I know that.
I shouldn't want to go over, touch the Candor girl's shoulder who's mouth is shrivelled up like she's fighitng tears, and ask her who left her. Where did he go? Or was it a sister? What was their reason?
But I must be selfless. Selfless, selfless, selfless.
I watch the Dauntless jump on the train again this morning. I can't help but notice there are a cluster more; I can tell they are transfers. They are slightly slower, more reluctant to hop on the train. Are they reluctant because they're scared, unpracticed, or because they made the wrong decision?
Suddenly, there's scandelous in the hallway. An Erudite has pushed someone over - someone in a grey robe. I rush to help them, but a swarm of grey robes beat me to it.
"Abengation! Selfless? Hah! Even one of your most important leaders' sons left your stupid faction. That is concrete proof that your faction is not selfless! You're wrong! All of you!" the Erudite spits and walks on, pushing their glasses further up their pointy nose.
"What is he talking about?" I ask a fellow Abnegation next to me. They look at me, startled. I shouldn't have asked the question.
"Marcus Eaton! He can't even raise his own son properly, never mind be involved in politics!" a passing Candor laughs.
Marcus Eaton?
Marcus Eaton's son has left Abnegation.
That is why the grey robes seem darker today. That is why we seem to float in the corridors, trying to look invisible. We shouldn't look like this betrayal affected us; that's selfish.
But Marcus's son is selfish.
Is he?
Is wanting escape selfish?
I'll never know.
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Divergent: Before We Chose
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