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Chapter Four.

Chapter Four. In Four's POV.

Uriah. He stole my Tris, well she's not my Tris anymore. I don't care, how could I have been so stupid? I open my eyes, I'm laying on my large and empty bed. Everything brings back memories of Tris. I asked Eric for a larger bed because she was living with me. Emphasis on was. I'm not sure how I got here, all I remember was me trying to punch Uriah. After they kissed. Uriah kissed Tris. Tris pushed him out of the way, then she called me a coward. She punched me. I am a coward. I can't move on from someone who I hurt. It's my fault. If I had one do over, I would use it and make things right. My face still stings from last night, I also have a terrible headache. I deserve it. My watch says 2:34 am, I should get back to sleep.

Time lapse.

I wake up and my eyes are groggy. I slowly sit up, my head is still spinning. I walk on the creaky floor towards the sink. I leave the door open behind me, Looking in the mirror above the sink. My eyes are puffy and red, the right side of my face is purple. Maybe I was crying in my sleep. I splash water in my face to try to help somewhat. It's 7:23, I have to train the initiates at 8:00. I don't know if I can. I'm too broken. Tris is the best thing that's ever happened to me, and I betrayed her. She'll never forgive me, I don't forgive me either. I have to get myself together. Don't think about Tris. She's caged in my mind, it's impossible.

Tris POV.

I'm so excited to train the dauntless borns with Uriah. My Uriah. My Uriah who can make me laugh in my worst mood. He's the only person who can take my mind off of Four, I hate him more than Peter. He told me he loved me, that I was beautiful. He never loved me, it was all a sick joke. I don't mean anything to him, I'm disposable. I should of known he was out of my reach. Thinking of him isn't healthy, I was the one who was wronged. I deserve better, and that better, is Uriah. I smile to myself, it's only been a day, but it feels like a lifetime. The window in my room lets light pass through, illuminating the walls and floor. The small clock hangs from the wall, it reads 7:20. I have time to get ready, I pull the covers off my body. My arms and legs are stiff from sleep. I stretch my arms over my head, loosening them up. The bed creaks under my weight, I stand. The floor creaks under me as well. I need to shower, I'm sweaty from my adrenaline pumping last night. I pull some clothes from the boxes I forgot to unpack, a pair of leggings and a tank top. Nothing fancy for training. The tile of the bathroom floor stings my feet with coldness. I turn on the tap of the shower, it sprays through the top nozzle. I step into the stream, the water encases me in its relaxing fall. I get busy on scrubbing my body clean of dirt, then washing my hair until it shines. I turn the shower off, long showers were considered self indulgent in Abnegation. I wrap my towel around my body, tying the end. It holds in place, suspended on my body. I'm grateful that my body has grown, I'm not as short as I used to be. I also have more curves, and fuller breasts. I don't look as childish, like a twelve year old. My fear of intimacy still hangs in my fear landscape. Four couldn't wait for me, I will find someone who can. I'm used to the cold tiles of the bathroom for now, I cross over to the mirror above the sink. My face is nothing special, a long nose and big eyes. It's not pretty, or ugly. I pull the small collection of makeup from one of the boxes, eyeliner, mascara, and blush. I apply all three of them. The blush highlights my high cheekbones, and the mascara and eyeliner make my eyes striking.

Eric's POV.

I love watching people suffer, I always have. Not in the way you're thinking, I love watching their misery or discomfort. I've never been too fond of blood, most people love watching their enemies bleed. It makes me sick, in know what you're thinking. Eric thinking sadistic people are sick? I am sadistic. I'm evil, that's why i chose dauntless leader. And who does this man take interest in? A stiff. An abnegation skinny girl. Maybe I like her because Four does? She is attractive in a way, but I could never be with a stiff. I know just how to get under her skin, I'll force her to train the transfers with Four. I'll stick around to watch them both suffer, it's a double win. Revenge against Four and Tris. I know exactly where her apartment is, B34. I make my way to her apartment, she's going to enjoy hearing this news. Her door is cracked, I make my way inside.