porcelain // l.h

six

Run faster Tris, you have to run faster, he'll find you and he'll catch you, Tris run! Her legs felt numb and as if she was going to fall to the floor if she took another step, but she had to keep going, she had to get away. Turning to look back now would only make her slow down and also increase the fear that he was following her. Tears ran down her cheeks, and the cool breeze the brushed against her skin when she ran only made the tear stains cold, and that was enough to make you want to cry.

As she continued to run she could see the dim lights of the campus grounds, her heart began to beat harder just at the sight of it. She pushed herself to move faster and faster, she was almost there. Almost to safety.

The sound of sticks crunching became louder, and Tris thought was just the sound of her feet on the ground, but all too fast she felt an arm wrap itself around her torso.

She inhaled deeply at the contact and from shock, her breath escaping her lips like it was being pulled from her. But being pulled was what was happening, backwards that is. Pulled backwards into the unknown.

Tris could feel the warm breath, of whoever had grabbed her, behind her ear. Her eyes started to sting with the feeling of tears and she could feel a scream getting ready to escape, but her throat felt dry and Tris couldn't make a sound. She knew who had grabbed her, who else would it be? All the other students were in their dorms by now, the only people who weren't were Tris herself and Luke. 

"Run, run, runaway, I'm going to catch you anyway." Luke whispered into her ear, his warm breath tickling her skin, mkaing shivers run down her spine. Tris began to struggle and tried to pull herself of Luke's grip, but he only held her tighter and tighter. 

"Little doll, you're so weak." He chuckled darkly and spun her around to face him, she could barely see his face under the night sky, all that was visable were his bright blue eyes and the white toothy grin that was plastered on his face. 

Tris continued to struggle, but it was no use. Luke pulled out the glimmering knife he had, had when they were in the shack, raising it high in the air and slamming it right into her chest. 

Tris gasped deeply, her breath finally escaping her lips, but it wasn't because Luke had stabbed her, in fact she wasn't even in the woods anymore. She was lying in bed, facing the wooden planks that held up Lola's mattress.

It was only a nightmare...

a.n: i'm so freaking sorry that this is so short and so shit, but i've had so much school work and so much i've been doing lately i've had no time to write and update for you guys so i had to do something! this chapter might be a little confusing but what happened in the last chapter did actually happen but what's in this chapter was just a dream, but i'll explain all that in chapter seven.

i really hope this is okay.

anyways, i would just like to say oh my fUCKING GOD HOW DID THIS ALREADY GET TO 750 READS??? I HAVE DONE SHIT WITH IT AND OMFG I LOVE YOU ALL WOW.

oh and I saw kasabian the other night and they were so good omfg, i put one of their songs in the media section check them out i love them, and friggin delta riggs were support act and they were just as good.

okay i'll shut up now and start writing the next chapter yo.