A/N - Here’s part 10, enjoy
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So So So So Sorry about not updating in like, what? 7 weeks!!!!! I’m so disappointed.
In my defence I have just started A-Levels and the amount of homework I get is unbelievable. Please forgive me, and continue to stick with the story. I have already planned for at least 33 parts (if not more)…and it’s gonna get thrillingly dramatic and drastically romantic!!!!
I’m sorry this is only a short chapter, it was actually meant to be all one big one with the next chapter but it would have taken me so long to write that you probably wouldn’t have gotten an update for at least another two weeks, so therefore I have split it into two!
At least the bonus of me shortening chapters means that you will get more frequent updates…
{.....FOUR'S POV.....}
After hours of staying awake in debate, matches propping my eyes open in the event I may just fall asleep thanks to the overwhelming exhaustion beginning to take control ; I eventually came to the conclusion of where I was going to take Tris on our ‘first date’. This being the very place in which I first realised I was attracted to her.
Not that she’s aware of that of course…she doesn’t even know I’m taking her on a date yet!
Unfortunately my plan of ‘romantic’ action has not yet taken place, this being because I haven’t seen her in nearly two whole days. It’s practically killing me, the longing that comes with not being with her, not being able to touch her…it’s worse than torture.
Although in my defence, I do have good reason for this; Eric has been working closely with me over the last couple of days, watching every fear simulation that he can get his grubby little hands on. He says they are just ‘meaningless annual checks’; unbeknownst to him that I already know the real identity of these so-called ‘tests’ and they are far from meaningless.
However, I am unaware as to whether or not he has caught a divergent up to now, but luckily for Tris he hasn’t asked for the initiate’s files to be brought up. Unfortunately mine has been requested, several times actually; but obviously he found nothing. I am the one in charge of the simulations am I not? Therefore, all of mine are edited and up to date…no evidence that they are fake results to be found whatsoever.
This might have eased his suspicion, but his curiosity, not a chance…
Instead, yesterday when he (not so casually) brought me up in conversation, he asked to view my fear landscape…only not one of the videos from the file; oh no, he wanted it live. Well this had me panicked, and not because I was a divergent, I’m already an expert at effectively making my way through a landscape ‘dauntless style’. I was worried because he would see what was trapped inside the darkest, most deepest crevice of my mind. What I was hoping to keep hidden there for the rest of eternity; that being what scared me the most… the one and only Marcus Eaton, better known as ‘daddy’.
And Eric knowing that information…well, it terrifies me to just imagine the things he could do with it, never mind the thought of the reality.
Turns out god was on my side that day, as just before the last electrode was strapped to my temple, Max walked through the door. The moment he spotted me lay on the chair, my expression pale and sweaty, his face turned thunderous and he marched ‘soldier style’ over to Eric; snatched the metal wiring out of hand and pushed him backwards into the wall.
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A 'Divergent' Escape
Fanfiction*Sequel to 'A Divergent Turn of Events* (this doesn't have to be read first, but it would help) Tris and Four are trying to make a go of their new found relationship, although due to complications - they are forced to keep it a secret. But what happ...
