Chapter 8

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Lilly's point of view

I wake up in my room. How did I get here? I remember what happened in the Chasm, but I thought I was there. I look around and try to get up, but a pain in my head stops me. I groan a little. As soon as I do that, Four comes running in. He looks at me with sympathy. He goes out the room and comes back with pain killers.

"Take these," He tells me. I take them. He sits on a chair.

"How did you end up near the chasm," He asks me.

I explain everything. I told him a went there just to look and as I was leaving, a person attacked me. The person took me to a room and that's it.

"We found you near the chasm," He says. Wait, why was I in a room then taken out? Why would some one try to kill me? With all these thoughts racing in my head, I settle down and take a nap.

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I see a boy with dark brown skin and eyes. Who's that? Then Four comes into view. They're talking.

"I'm sorry I didn't take her to the infirmary. I was trying to find you and Tris," The boy says.

"Its fine, but next time, please take her to the infirmary, Uriah," Four says.

Uriah? That's Uriah?!? Wow, didn't see that coming. So, Uriah saw me near the chasm and didn't save me?!?

Uriah comes into my room. He sits on the edge of the bed.

"I'm sorry I didn't save you," He says.

"Its okay, but what happened," I ask.

"I was in the control room, watching the cameras. I looked at a screen and saw you heading towards the chasm. I got out and followed you because I wanted to talk to you. As soon as I turned the corner, I saw you being beaten up. I ran to get Four and Tris, and by the time I came back to you, you were gone. I saw the man who beat you up. He was unconscious, so I dragged him into the infirmary and went to get Max. I told him about what happened, and he put the man in jail. After that, I came to your appartment to see if you were here, and I saw Four, so we talked. So that's why I'm here," He explains.

"Thank you," I say.

"What," he asks.

"Thank you," I repeat.

"You helped me, no one has ever tried to help me, so thank you," I add.

He looks at me and our eyes look at eachother. I blush.

"You're...welcome," He says.

Him and I sit there in silence until he gets up and leaves. I think about what he said. Does he like me? Because I think I like him. If he likes me, then okay. But, I don't see why he would. But if he does, then I will always love him.

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