Calebs Story (A Divergent FanFict)

Chapter 2: Faction Before Blood

The air was stuffy in the dorm. Ir was painted blue, the Erudite colour. It had pale blue bunk beds, with computers and T.V's, all the luxuries that would have been self-indulgent back in Abnegation.

I could hear the breathing of the others, Adam, on the top bunk, especially. It distracted me at least. I didn't want to think about Beatrice, mother, father. I felt selfish moving away, but, I thought, I am allowed to be selfish now. I am no longer one of them. They have dis-owned me, forgotten me, so I should forget them.

I closed my eyes, and driftied in and out of counciousness for a while, before giving up on sleep all together. I was sure I could her sobs, and the room didn't smell too great, but I couldn't tell where it was coming from. I thought about what Jeanine had said, about power and knowlage, and I wasn't sure what to think. But right now, I didn't want to have to dig too deep, I wanted to use the easy option, even though it was the option that deep down I knew, was a lie.

I thought for a while longer, about initation and Beatrice and her funeral, that I wouldn't be able to go to, and I thought about mother, about how horrible it must have been to see her son ripped away, inti a faction that had been telling lies. But I was starting to wonder if they really were all lies. I think it is silly I could even think that they were lying in Abnegation, but according to Jeanine, they are less selfless than we think.

I tried to push all the dis-loyal thoughts about my family away, but then I remembered, 'faction before blood.' So, it was okay here, to put down the Abnegations, they aren't your famliy anymore. Your faction are. And I have to remember that.