The Visit: Females

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Abnegation - Austin Hawke

Have you ever felt  like your heart is broken? Like a part of you has just been shattered  and it can't be put back together? Have you ever felt like your world  just came crashing down?

If you know that  feeling, you'll understand how I feel now. You'll know how I feel today,  waiting for somebody that's never going to arrive. You'll understand.

At first I expected  Aidan. For fifteen naive seconds, I expected to find my own face in the  crowd. And then Penelope quietly whispered to me that Initates aren't  allowed to visit other factions. I've almost gotten losing my other half  so it didn't bother me as much as it should've. No big deal.

Then I expected my  father. I figured he'd visit me and my mother would go to visit Aidan.  I've always been a daddy's girl anyways, it would've been fine to just  see him. But I didn't see a gangly man from Dauntless in the crowd. I  didn't see a flash of bright red hair.

Desperately, I  looked for my mother. Her and I have never had the best relationship:  we're both too hotheaded and stubborn for our own goods. But I thought  maybe she'd get over that and come to visit me for the last time. I  looked, but there was no little blonde in a black dress.

It takes me all of  five minutes to realize that I am alone. That even though I had two  loving parents, neither of them are here for me. I try to make excuses  for them at first: maybe Mom had to go supervise something at Eurdite  compound and maybe Dad had an urgent Dauntless matter. But I know that  isn't true. And I can't make excuses for them to spare my own sorrows.  The phrase 'faction before blood' is law in Dauntless society. Maybe I'm  a traitor now. As a Dauntless leader, Dad can't come see me and not  feel guilty. Mom is too proud of her fire and black clothes to step into  Abnegation territory.

The old Austin would  do something drastic to forget the pain of abandonment. Try to see how  long I could hang over the Pit. Throw knives at a cupcake on Aidan's  head. Get drunk and eat as much Dauntless cake as it took to make me  sick. Maybe just break as many things as it took to stop me from crying.  But I am not supposed to be the old Austin.

I am supposed to be  Stiff Austin. Quiet. Selfless. Forgetting myself to the point where I  project outward. This is a personal test. My parents have left me alone,  what am I going to do about it? Will I sit here and wallow in my own  sorrows or forget how badly I hurt inside? It's hard to stomach the idea  of doing either to be honest. At least if I hated my family, I wouldn't  feel so bad.

"Are you alone too?"

I look up to see my  fellow Dauntless transfer looking down at me with a smirk on his face.  If this was normal circumstances- which we both know it's not- I'd kick  him until the smug expression was wiped off his face. But this isn't  where we used to be so I just smile at him. This is my test and I'm  going to pass it.

"Yeah. But it's  okay. They're just being selfish, it doesn't mean they don't love me.  What about you?" I adopt my Abnegation voice quickly, becoming docile  and civil the way I've heard the others speak. I'm used to hearing a  scream when I speak. This is nice.

He sits down next to  me and folds his hands, bunching up part of his robes in them. It's  strange to see everyone wearing grey. If I try really hard, I can  imagine them all in black. But what good is deluding myself?

"Yeah but I expected  that. Dauntless' are a bunch of stubborn bitches. But I guess they'll  get over it." He attempts to sound calm and I almost laugh. The swears  don't match the soft Abnegation tone.

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