Tris P.O.V
Max pervert dude dragged me into what looks like an interrogation room. I wonder what I'm doing here. I wonder what Four is thinking. Maybe he'll wonder where I went and how come I'm not at work. He probably won't because I'm just another girl getting played by bad boy over there.I sit in this horrible and uncomfortable chair for a really long time. Too much where it's like my butt is numb. I stare at my feet to see if I can like move or something but then I hear the door open and when I look up to see who it is......It kills me to see him.....
Four
Four P.O.V
(Tris-bold Four-italic)
"What are YOU doing here?"
"Miss Prior anything you say is being recorded so think carefully."
"Oh my bad WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE FOUR?!"
"Tris stop....Where's your dad?"
"Why would you care? All you care about is leaving girls helplessly 40 miles away from their home."
"Please, lets not talk about this. Just tell me where your dad is Tris."
"Why the hell would I know..Ever since my mom died he treated me like a dog. He locked me in a room and left to get drunk. He was rarely home and I was always stuck in that room crying my eyes out or trying to break the doors or windows....And still nothing ever happened. You wouldn't understand the crap I've been through....Especially you....I thought you were...never-mind."
"That's a very interesting story now tell us."
"IF YOU WEREN'T SUCH A DICKHEAD YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND THAT I DON'T KNOW WHERE HE IS! HE LEFT ME! NOW I'M STUCK IN THIS HELLHOLE WITH YOU!"
"I'll be back tomorrow."
I stand up and walk out of the room.
"Great job son. Way to start it off. Now it's my turn." Marcus tells me.
"Wait..your going in there?"
"Of course why not?" He asks.
"Oh nothing." I turn and walk into the watching room. I stand in front of the one way glass where I can see Tris clearly, but she can't see me.
She has her head down like she's sad. Well I did leave her...God why am I such an ass.
Marcus walks in and her head automatically pops up.
"Well little girl....How did you like my sons little show...that was nothing compared to what my torture to you is going to be if you don't tell me where your father is."
She glares at him but doesn't speak.
"Where's your father bitch?"
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Traitors
FanfictionHi I'm Beatrice Prior but I am usually called Tris. I am apart of the FBI and now in an undercover mission. My mother was killed when I was young. Still, no one has found the murderer. I know he's still alive because he knows where I am and says he'...
