A 'Divergent' Escape

Part 6

A/N - Here's Part 6, Enjoy!

{.....TRIS'S POV.....}

No!

Oh Please God No!

No, No, No, No, No, No, No

Her gaze lands straight away on me. Her cold stare alive with an impulsive frenzy...

Fuck!

"I choose Tris" she declares.

Oh No She Didn't!

My stomach dropped as gasps of shock and surprise erupted from those in the room, even Peter seemed genuinely speechless; and so he should, the last he heard we were best friends.

Why is she doing this? I'm not gonna fight her! I refuse.

"Mmmm, interesting choice" said Eric, looking between the both of us honestly intrigued. He also seemed to be highly amused, almost as though he was possibly expecting her choice to be me. "Well then stiff, don't keep us waiting. Get your ass up on that platform!"

"No" I replied sternly, planting my feet firmly on the ground; I had no plans to go anywhere. Especially not on that platform...

"You don't have a choice, now move!" he commanded getting angry, he hated being spoken back too; but I remained concrete.

"What? Are you scared?" mocked Christina, looking extremely pleased with her-self standing up there like a queen on a throne.

"I'm not going to fight you Chris" I reply, staring her straight in the eyes hoping to convey a message of apology through my glare. Although if it was received; it was never acknowledged.

"I think you'll find you are" she stated, her tone of voice becoming harsher by the second. "I chose you, so get up here!"

"Yeah 'stiff' get up there" added Drew, earning himself a slap round the back of the head and a death glare from four who was stood behind him.

"I just said, I won't fight you!" I persisted, also getting quite annoyed right now.

"Fight me bitch!"

"No"

"I mean it Tris, fight me now!"

"NO!" I all but screamed at her, most probably going bright red in the face. "You can't make me!"

"Either you get up here or I'll start talking" she threatened - her voice cold and her eyes burning holes straight through me.

This was it, I was stuck.

There is no way in hell I can refuse now; I know by that horrible look in her eyes and the proud smirk she wears upon her face that she knows exactly what she's doing; and that what she just said was no empty threat.

Fucks sake! Why couldn't I just keep my big fat gob shut?

I sneak a glance at four, whom at this moment looks as though he wants to step forward and say something, he's dancing around restlessly on the spot and his eyes are twitching; but I stop him with a look. This situation was bad enough without him getting himself involved; there was no point us giving anything else away.

No, I had to fight her!

Taking a deep breath as I look around at all my friend's baffled faces, I begin my journey to the platform where Christina taps her foot impatiently; man was she upset. When I eventually reach my dreaded destination, I remain on the edge; stupidly hoping that she might change her mind.