Divergent : Tris Pedrad

Chapter 48

I updated chapter 44 because I didn't like how quick I finished it. I was being a lazy writer lmaooo. Give it a read before you read this.

Where are you going?" I heard tris say, her voice cracking.

I ignored it, dead set ok getting to the school as soon as possible. I felt hot, overwhelming rage gnaw at my insides. Mark, fucking Mark. I had 3 classes with him. He was on the fucking baseball team with me. Sick son of a bitch. I felt my nails digging into my palms as I walked to my car. My body was hot with overwhelming hatred and rage. I wanted to scream. I wanted kill him.

The drive to the school was absolutely silent, leaving me to my thoughts. I was going to kill this guy. He took everything from Tris. He broke her down. She must have been so terrified. As I replayed it in my head I got angrier and angrier. He forced her. He hurt her. He committed the most despicable act any person could commit. He raped my baby sister. I was going to make him wish he had never set eyes on her.
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I shoved open the front door of the school. I felt the rage confining me and my mind was fuzzy with it. His locker was 10 down from tris'. The son of a butch saw her every day. Every single day. I was going to rip his fucking teeth out his mouth. It was passing period. The halls were crowded. He was most likely at his locker. I walked as fast as I could, igniting the small greetings. My eyes found his pig face and I couldn't contain the anger. "Hey, Mark," I sneered.

He turned around, a smile on his face. "Hey Zeke-" I swung a hard punch into his face.

He fell back into the locker. "What the fuck Zeke?" I heard Eddie say.

Shouts exploded throughout the hall.

"You're a sick son of a bitch," I growled, grabbing him by the collar and throwing him into the locker.

He tried to push me off but I swung a vicious punch right at his nose, snapping it. "You fucker-.... get off!" He screamed.

"You raped her. You son of a bitch!" I scareamed, punching him again and again.

People were shouting and others whispering.

He collapsed, covered in blood. Hands grabbed at me and I heard fours voice. The whole hall was watching in shock. "Cam down, calm down Zeke," he tried to relax.

"Get the fuck off!" I screamed, breaking free and kicking Mark in the stomach.

"What's your problem?" Four shouted.

"My problem? My problem is that this son of a bitch raped tris!" I screamed.

I felt someone grab me and I realized quickly it was Eddie. Fours eyes seemed to turn black and I've never seen him so angry. He seemed to lose control. His face contorted and his tackled mark, who was now recovering. He threw punch after punch, Mark covered in his blood. I struggled as people yanked me away and others attempted to stop four. I was still seething. Blood covered my split knuckles. My chest was rising and falling rapidly, adrenaline coursing through my veins. I found myself pressed up against a locker by the principle. I saw Eddie, Jack, and a few other were now being held back. A teacher was helping mark, who was dripping in blood, his face contorted from damage.

I heard whispering all throughout the hall. "He raped tris?" I heard a girl exclaimed, shocked.

"Is she okay?" Another said.

"Zeke, my office please." The principle said, sounding irritated.

"No- you can do what you need to do. Expel me, I don't care. That son of a bitch raped Tris. He had it coming. Now, I need to go be with her," I sneered.

His face held a shocked expression and I turned on my heel, leaving the building. I now felt the blood under my nose, he must have gotten a good hit on me.

I got to my car, standing at the door. In anger, I kicked in as hard as I could, denting it. I released a shout of anger and I slammed my palms on the cars roof. "God dammit!" I shouted, letting my head fall.

I yanked open my car door, tears now evading my vision and wetting my eyes.
"Why..... why would you let this happen god? Why do you constantly put her through hell?" I cried.

"She can't handle much more. You're destroying my best friend. My baby sister."

If I lose her, I won't be able to live.

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Tris POV

I released a groan of paining I brought my hand up to my eye but it was weighed down. I glanced down, I forgot my arm was encased in a cast.

I slowly adjusted my eyes, coughing harshly. Pain attacked my head and I hissed in pain. I turned my head. My room was vacant. Uriah's coat was sprawled on the coach but he was no where in sight. My eyes slowly drifted to my body and I pulled up my gown. My hips were black with bruises. Pain chewed at my insides as I thought back to what happened. His hands gripped my wrists tightly, which aches. I screamed and he smashed my head hard. I was naked. His weight was crushing my body. He sunk his teeth into my skin and I screeched. It was agonizing. His hands squeezed me roughly and he began pulling off his underwear. I struggled. I struggled as hard as I could. I couldn't let him do it. He began lining his self at my entrance and I struggled, doing anything to keep him from doing what he was attempting. "NO!" I screeched.

Before I could escape, he was inside me, ripping me apart. It was agonizing. Pain. Constant pain.

I was snapped from my thoughts. I was panicking, my heart was pounding. During my panic, I had managed to jump off the bed, hitting my head, which was now bleeding. I gasped in breaths, unable to find air. I backed into the nearest wall, grabbing my neck frantically, unable to breath. I frantically grabbed my chest. My hands began tearing at my IV, and the bandages on my body. Blood slowly began seeping from my wounds. My gown had ridden up, exposing my bandaged legs that were covered in bruises near my inner thigh. The heart monitor was rapidly beating. I couldn't talk, I couldnt scream. My throat felt constricted. I felt broken. I heard the door open and two male doctors came in, and Uriah's worried face appeared behind him. "Tris- what happened?" The doctor asked, bending down next to me.

He reached out and I released a scream "don't touch me! Please! Please don't hurt me!"

"I'll go get the nurse," the other doctor said, standing.

"Tris- oh god ri," Uriah's voice broke. I heard the door open and my eyes found Zeke, who looked horrified.
"Tris, we would never hurt you. We're here to help," the doctor said.

"What the fuck happened?" Zeke shouted.

"Get away- just get away! Please!" I sobbed.

"Okay- I'll step back but I have to stay to fix your bandages."

I was dizzy, my head was pounding rapidly. My chest felt tight, like I couldn't breathe. My eyes were slowly losing focus.

Zeke tried bending down and reaching to help but I cowered back. "Please.... I just- I can't," I sobbed.

A nurse was now bent down and reached out to help me. My head was soaked in blood. I took her help gratefully and she nearly picked me up, setting me on the bed. The doctor now began to replace my IV. "Don't touch me! Please! You can't do this! Don't let him hurt me Zeke!" I sobbed.

"Push 5 of haldol," he said.

"Get off! I said get the hell off!" I screeched, kicking him forcefully, hitting him in the stomach rather hard.

The other doctor was grabbing at my hands. "Please don't do this! Please! Don't touch me!" I sobbed.

"Leave her alone! She's scared!"

I felt exhaustion hit me and my words began to slur. My eyes began to drop and I slowly felt myself slip away from reality. "Ezi......Uri....... help me...."