The Fear She Couldn't Face

Chapter 6

Ana's P.O.V.

Since Eric and Tobias were in the infirmary, I had to train alone. Which was turning out to be nearly impossible. These initiates were unmanageable and uncooperative. So I went to go get help.

"All right. Since you guys seem to not want to listen to me, I decided to call in Lauren, who trains the Dauntless-born. So in turn, you guys will be training with the Dauntless-born today. Good luck."

Everyone looks at me like I'd grown a second head. "Get at it initiates, start training. You guys know what to do."

*Three Days Later. Eric and Four are out of the infirmary.*

Tris's P.O.V.

Why was Ana being so horrid? I knew she had trained with Eric and has been friends with him ever since, maybe she picked up his habits.

Once I knew she was asleep, I pick the lock on her door and walk in. Scissors in hand, I walk over to her dresser and take out everything, cutting holes in each and every thing she had. Maybe this would show her that lying wasn't a habit she needed to pick up.

To take it a step further, I walk over to her bed, being as quiet as possible, cutting off her ponytail at the nub.

I leave her hair where it fell and walk out, nobody would ever find out it was me. It was logically impossible.

Ana's P.O.V.

When I wake up, I reach to scratch the back of my head but only feel a nub of hair beyond my elastic.

I get out of bed and look in the mirror, my hair was cut. And initiate no doubt. They should know their place.

Going to get clothes out of my dresser, I see that holes had been cut in everything. What in the world?

I scream. Nobody hearing me except for Eric and Four whose apartments were near mine. I was absolutely furious. How dare they? These stupid initiates. I was getting sick of them.

Speed walking out of my apartment and towards Eric's, knocking until he opened. His expression is cross until he looks at me.

"Um...why aren't you dressed?" Eric asks, shuttering a bit, seeing me in only my undergarments.

"Some initiate cut up all of my clothes so I need to borrow some of yours." I tell him, my face turning redder by the second.

"Why didn't you go to your boyfriend for that?" He asks, looking away.

"I didn't want to wake him up, and you're my friend. So please, can I borrow some clothes?" Insistently tapping my foot.

He finally gives me a shirt and some sweat pants. Myself having to tie up both because they were far too big for me. "Thanks." I tell him, hugging him for the first time in a long time.

"You're welcome." He says shortly.

"Eric come on, don't be so tough with me, please let's just go back to the way they were. Before me and Four got together. Can you do that for me?"

"We can see. Now let's get to training, they're probably waiting for us."

"Thank the lord you're better, I didn't know how long I could put up with those initiates practically by myself."

He laughs and we walk out, towards the Pit.

"Today, we will be knife throwing. So line up in front of the targets." Eric says, pointing to the human shaped targets on the wall.

Tobias looks at me, and walks over, a confused look on his face. "Whose clothes are those? And what happened to your hair?"

"Eric's. Some stupid initiate ripped up my clothes and cut my hair off." I tell him.