Enliven - Divergent Fanfic

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Tris

 

I made my way down the route to the lab that was sewn into my brain. I felt more confident, and had reminded myself of why I was doing this in the first place.

Reaching the glass doors I made my way to the same place I had yesterday. Everything was the same.

“Ah Tris, there you are!” greeted Lucas.

I smiled lightly at him, “So what am I going to be doing today?”

“Well today we have planned a small truth serum experiment for you. Don’t worry though, we aren’t going to be asking any personal questions. You will be given a brief and will be asked questions about it while we monitor you and see how the truth serum affects your body and mind. It will be quite intense, but I’m sure you will be fine.”

“Okay, I’m ready when you are.” I decided to just get it over and down with, as I wasn’t that nervous; I had unravelled the truth serum before anyways.

Lucas led me to a small room where he told me my brief. I had to act as a Divergent rebel with plans that I can’t tell. They inserted a clear liquid into my neck that makes the situation seem real. I found it mildly ironic how I had been in this situation before. Lucas said that he had only heard of the race of Divergents a few times before because no-one really knew anything about them.

I memorised the facts or ‘secrets’ that I had to know and when I was finished, Lucas took me to the same square room where my simulation took place. I slid into the seat, took a deep breath and let my head fall back.

“Okay, so I'm going to put these,” he holds up a small, circular metal disk with wires connected to them, “on different parts of your body, they are going to monitor your reactions.”

He places two metal disks on my temples and one at the back of my head. “Um, I need to put this by your, um heart so could you, um raise you shirt p-please?” Lucas looks embarrassed by his question, but I lift my shirt up; not particularly bothered. The metal is cold against my chest.

Lucas clears his throat, “So you have to try and convince the people asking you questions and monitoring you that there are no plans or secrets. You have to steer them away from it okay? I am going to release the truth serum now.”

“What do you mean release?”

“The serum is in gas form. The quantity will increase so it will be harder to resist.”

I nod my head and look straight ahead through the one-way glass.

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“We will ask you a few basic questions first so the serum has time to take effect. Are you part of the group of Divergent Rebels?”

“No I am not.” my voice comes out clear and determined.

“And you are sure you have nothing to do with the group of rebels?”

My blood begins to feel heavy, like I have lead in my veins. My brain begins to quiet. The feeling is all too familiar.

I want to say no, because it is the truth after all. My hands curl into fists and I can feel my nails digging into the soft flesh. The pain reminds me what I am doing.

“Yes I am sure I have nothing to do with the rebels.”

My body feels even heavier now, and my brain even more silent.

“So you don’t know who this man is?” A holographic image flashes onto the one-way glass, showing a man who I know to be the rebels’ leader.

My mouth goes to spit the truth out, but I bit my lip until I can feel blood being drawn.

I cannot say the truth.

I breath quickens as I think of something to say.

“I do. He is supposedly the rebels’ leader.” I settle with the half-truth.

“But do you know him personally? Have you been in contact with this man for the last 6 days?”

If my body can feel any heavier, it starts to. A bead of sweat trickles down my neck. The palms of my hands are sweating and turning red with the pressure of my rough nails.

I start to find breathing hard; my mouth is clamped shut to make sure nothing unwanted comes out.

“No.” the simple word is strained and spat from my mouth, I cannot make full sentence answers.

“So you can guarantee that you know absolutely nothing about the Divergent rebels and this man?” The image flashes up again. The woman’s voice is utterly calm, yet so intense it makes me squirm in my seat.

My breathing becomes erratic, I can feel sweat forming on my forehead.

Lie Tris, come on, lie! The thought sears through my silent brain. It is too easy to get lost in honesty.

“Yes,” it comes out as a gasp and a sob, tears pricking my vision.

“One more question Beatrice, what are your deepest regrets?”

The question triggers something inside me, something deep and so utterly painful I resist the urge to groan.

My breath comes out in short pants. What do I regret? Telling the truth about Will? Feeling the weight of what I did crush me again? Lying?

“Nothing. I regret nothing.”

hey guys, another update yayyyy i hope this is okay; i know its probably quite short but hopefully intense!

the chapter is slightly confusing so if you have an question please ask nicely, because i am quite proud of this chappie.

some quotes are directly from insurgent when tris is put under the truth serum at candor headquarters, so all credit to veronica roth for that!

sadly it might be quite a while until i update again because i have literally no time to do anything this holidays, so i am ever so sorry about that!

so i think thats all, hope everyone is okay, tell me of youre not, i will happily help you ツ

lots of love and jelly tots kaitlyn ≧❀‿❀≦

p.s. i just found like all these cute symbol things so imma test them out  °◡°