"Wake up, Ace. The sun's up so you should be too!" A light voice laughs. Only two people call me that and I know that voice...Ma?
"Ma?" I sit straight up and into the head of another.
"Morning, sweetie?" She responds. It's her. Ma. I sling my arms around her, pulling her close and not ever wanting to let go. "Everly, what's wrong?" She asks as I begin to sob into her shoulder. She's here. It's really her. I slowly pull away, wiping my eyes as Ma looks at me in concern.
"I...I thought you were dead. How- how are you h-here?" I manage to get out through my stuttering. Her eyes go wide in alarm.
"Ladies, we are going to have to hurry up. We need to leave in twenty minutes." Another familiar voice says from the door. Dad.
Just then, I realise the matching clothes we are all wearing. Red and yellow. My parents should be dead. They shouldn't be standing here in front of me, telling me to get out of bed. Also, this isn't my room. Where's Lily? Luke? The room is decorated with red and yellow ornaments. It's WAY too light and cheery for my taste. I jump out of bed and hug my dad too.
"You okay there, kiddo?" He chuckles, hugging me back.
"Yeah. I just really miss you guys." I sigh, pulling away. My mother ushers me to sit back down on my bed, Dad joining. She takes ahold of my hands and smiles at me.
"We know that you won't be staying in Amity and we've excepted that. You have never been the one to be described as peaceful." She laughs. Amity? What the hell is she- OH GOD! Amity, yellow and red, 'won't be staying', peaceful. I'm in Amity- as in the faction in my fiction book. As much as this freaks me out, I'm going to go along with it because I get to see my parents again.
"What your mother is trying to say is that no matter what you choose today, we will love you and support you." My dad jumps in. Today must be the choosing ceremony. I bring the two into a tight hug, almost as if saying goodbye. I didn't get to do that the first time. Wherever or whatever this place is- if it's a dream or something- I want to be able to properly say goodbye to my parents; the way it should've been done.
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No way is this happening right now. I've just spotted Tris and Caleb sitting next to their parents in the Abnegation section. We are all currently in a large building where the choosing ceremony will commence. In the past hour, I've realised a couple of things. One: this is not a dream; it is very much real. Two: the fact that Tris and Caleb are here tells me that Tris is going to choose Dauntless, AKA Drama Central. No way in hell am I missing that! As much as I love and miss my parents, they're gone. I can't get used to them being around because as soon as whatever this is is over, they'll be gone again and I'll be left with the same broken heart I had 8 years ago. I'm going to be Dauntless. Despite not remembering the aptitude test, I truly believe that I'm Dauntless. I'm brave and strong and it's the only faction that I would even remotely fit into. As my surname starts with W, I'll be one of the first to choose my faction.
Marcus suddenly steps up and makes a speech about our generation being awesome or whatever. I hate Marcus with a burning passion. What he did to Tobias makes me want to break his jaw repeatedly until he's bled out so much that you can't even recognise him. Violent, I know, but that is just a part of who I am. Suddenly, my name is called and everyone turns to stare at me. This is where I have to say goodbye to my parents for the final time. I hug them both tightly but before I go, I whisper something into my mother's ear.
"I love you. Don't come to see me on visiting day." I smile sadly at the two. They knew I was leaving and I didn't want to make things harder if they did decide to come see me in a few weeks. I make my way down the stairs and walk up to the table holding 5 bowls: glass for Candor, dirt for Amity, water for Erudite, smooth pebbles for Abnegation and finally, burning coals for Dauntless. I take the knife from the table and make a small cut on my palm. Without second-guessing myself, I let a few drops of my blood sizzle on the hot coals. A crowd of cheers erupt from my left: Dauntless. Covering my cut with some tissue, I look back at my parents to see them smiling proudly. I look a second longer, memorising every detail.
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Everly Wood | Divergent
Fanfiction-DISCONTINUED- WARNING: i wrote this when i was 12 years old and had no clue how to write. Everly Wood. A young girl who lost her parents too early on in life. What happens when she suddenly awakens in the world of her favourite book Divergent by V...
