I feel someone grab my arms. I keep trying to get out of Four's grip, but he effortlessly holds me back.
"Abbi!" he says. I ignore him and keep uselessly attempting to escape.
"Abigail!" he shouts. I sigh and stop.
"It's almost midnight, go to bed." he tells me.
"No way. Luke's in there." I state.
He sighs. "Go ask Tris if you can sleep on the couch in our apartment." he says.
It takes a bit of convincing, but Tris says yes. And I fall asleep, isolated, worried, but alone in peaceful silence.
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Circumvent
FanfictionI hate this constant fight for survival. Should we just give them the genetic serum? Is it even worth it? "It's all going to be okay," Luke tells me for the thousandth time. "I'm pretty sure that the definition of 'okay' isn't thirteen-year-olds...
