Facing The Truth (Divergent - Willstina)

Chapter One

*a few months earlier*

Christina's POV

I'm woken by my phone buzzing beside my bed. I groan, rub my eyes and yawn, reach for my phone to check it.

The first thing that strikes me as the screen lights up is the time; 5 am? That can't be right. I blink a few times so my eyes can adjust to the brightness, and then I see who it was that sent me the text so early in the morning.

I feel uneasy as I see Al's name appear. I shouldn't, not really. But recently, he's become really possessive. Ridiculously, in fact.

I'm shaking as I read the text, feeling my heart sink to my stomach.

You'd better not be seeing him today.

Him, of course, referring to Will. My best friend. Al's been insanely jealous of him lately. He can't seem to accept the fact that I'm close with Will. That I trust him above anyone. I can't even spend time with him anymore without Al finding out and punishing me.

I sigh, exasperated, as I type a reply.

And so what if I am?

Another buzz.

I don't like you spending so much time with him.

I shake my head.

It's my life, Al. Don't be so possessive.

Buzz after buzz. I ignore them all.

It's only because I love you.

You still there?

Answer me, you little bitch.

He's jealous. He's trying to take you away.

I don't want him near you.

You'll pay for this later.

I have to reply to that.

That doesn't scare me, Al...

The next text makes me sick to my stomach.

Then he'll pay for it.

I let out a sob. I can't let him hurt Will. I'd rather he killed me than hurt Will.

Al, if you really love me, you won't hurt him. Please. He's my best friend.

I don't get a reply.

***

A few hours later, when I think it's a decent time, I pick up my phone, this time to call Will. He'll help.

"Hey," he greets me warmly as he answers his phone. I can practically hear the smile in his voice, and the kindness in it causes me to sob again. "Chris...? Honey, are you okay?"

"I... I..." I struggle to talk, stuttering as I try.

"I'm coming over, okay?'

"... o-okay..."

"Are you alone?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay... okay. Five minutes. I love you."

"Don't hang up... Please..."

There's a pause on the other end, and I hear Will sigh softly.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm still here," he says, his tone becoming more gentle. "What happened?"

This time I'm silent, although I know he'll be able to tell.

"It was Al, wasn't it?"

"... I just don't know what to do."

"Has he hurt you?"

"No. Not physically."

Will falls silent for a while, and I know he's thinking.

"Christina... I know it's not my place or anything... but he's not good for you. You... you deserve better than him, honey."

I sob again, and then I lie down and curl into a tight ball. "Hey, stop crying," he says softly.

"I... I'm so scared, Will..."

"Don't be, I won't let him hurt you."

I breathe deeply to try to calm myself down.

"I want it to be over with him. I really do. But whenever I try to break up with him... you know what he does."

"I hate that he hurts you so much... look, I'm nearly there, I'm just a couple minutes away."

"Okay..."

"Everything's gonna be okay."

I wipe my eyes and make my way downstairs to unlock the door.

"The door's unlocked, just let yourself in."

"Alright, I'm just coming up your street.'

"You didn't have to do this."

"Chris..." Will sighs again, and I can almost see him shaking his head. "Of course I do. You're my best friend, I love you."

"I love you too."

"I love you more."

I manage to smile, and by this point I'm sat on a chair in my living room.

"No, you don't."

I hear my door open, but it's not Will that walks through.

It's Al.

A/N; So I don't update in ages and then this sorry whoops