E.A.T.O.N.

Chapter 7- 4 years later

"Marcus!" my mum yelled at me up the stairs, "Come on Marcus, hurry up!"

I groaned and rolled out of bed. It was choosing day. But this time it wasn't Anna's. It was mine. I knew exactly what I was to do, but yet my mind raced with the ideas of leaving Abnegation. A sense of community in the Amity fields. Fearlessness in the Dauntless pit. Freedom of speech with Candor. Or the power of knowledge in the Erudite HQ. With my sister. No. I couldn't do that. My parents had already lost her, I was not going to make them go through that ever again.

"Marcus, dear," my mum called again, far more persistent this time, "Come on down!"

I shoved away thoughts of Anna and my parents and Erudite away before getting ready in what I thought was lightning speed. Obviously, being in Abnegation, I didn't have a mirror, so I might have looked absolutely awful, but that really didn't bother me at that certain point in time. All I cared about was getting today over and done with so that I could fully become Abnegation. Finally.

I quietly sped down the stairs and plonked myself down for breakfast.

"Marcus," my father said, "Nice of you to join us."

I chuckled before replying "Sorry father, lost in my thoughts a little bit this morning."

My mother grinned at him before fixating her eyes on me, "Do you know what you're going to do today, my boy?"

"I do, mother, I really do I promise you." I said to her, feeling the emotion well up inside me. There was no way I was leaving. Absolutely no way in the entire world.

"Good good," my mother quickly stammered out in an almost silent whisper. Suddenly, she rushed out of the kitchen with a stack of plates. When she returned, light from the fireplace ricocheted off of her glistening eyes. She knew that I would never leave, and she loved me for that, but today just brought the pain associated with Anna back to the surface. It was still raw for all of us.

There was an awkward silence for many moments before my parents simultaneously got up to clear away the remaining plates, leaving me alone with my thoughts. My mind whirred with possibilities, as it always dies when I'm left alone. Before my mind could wander any further, I also stood up and went to get ready to leave.

What was going to become of me?