Twenty five

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   Tris POV:

   My eyes open, heavy from sleep.

   I try to rub my eyes but my hands are tied down, what the...

   "Finally awake." Peter walks in smirking.

   "Untie me." I say.

   "Make me, oh wait, you can't" he laughs in my face.

   "You always underestimate me. Why?" My breaths are uneven.

   "Because you are just a small, weak, stiff from the lowest of all factions." He spits each word out as if it's poison.

   "Dont you dare start that crap" my eyes tear up.

   (A.n// brb gonna go cry now that my brat sister and her friend left the room...)

   "I'll do whatever I want" he moves closer.

   "You are nothing but a lowlife coward." I hiss, a single tear slipping Down my cheek.

   "Ah but you are a weak stiff."

   (Sorry they can't back in the room I literally feel like I can't breath. They left again)

   "I'm stronger than you think." A few more tears follow as he steps closer.

   "Why are you crying stiff?" He smirks.

   "I-" my choice breaks, we are only inches apart.

   "See that's the stiff I know..." He sits next to me on the bed.

   I stifle a sob. "Leave me alone"

   "Make me, you still can't." He presses his lips to mine.

   I try to block out everything.

   His hand travels on the seam of my shirt and swiftly pulls it over my head.

   I fight him through everything that comes after.

   °°°°°°°°°°°°

   Hours later I wake up abd rush to the bathroom to wash the Peter off of me, it doesn't work.

   My sobs echo in the bathroom.

   "God stiff quiet down." Peter calls out.

   I scream, I hate this feeling, hate it with a burning passion. I want him dead. Gone for good.

   ************

   Short I know but im tired and sad so screw it.

   I'm sad but don't worry about me. I Love you guys so much! Wattpad helps me through alot.

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