The Ink That Marks Our Bodies

The Ink That Marks Our Bodies

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Fanfic
Divergent
We all have our stories. We bare the burden of never being able to share who or what we are. After ten years of hiding... I couldn't take it any more. My story was like the world. And it rested on my shoulders. So I wrote it down in ink. Hidden in plain sight. The stain on my skin. We all bare a burden. Mine just happens to be on my skin. And until now, it was just mine. But now, his skin carries his stories. Now, this is the ink that marks ourbodies.
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I grab his hand and take a deep breath. "Thank you for making me feel happy and alive again. I don't know what I would've done if I hadn't met you." "Before I met you I never knew life could get better," He whispers back, an the laces his fingers with mine. "You make me feel the same exact way." ***************************************************************************************************** Beatrice Prior went to a private school for most of her life. Right before starting her Junior year her father got relocated to Chicago for his job. Her and her brother, Caleb, kept mostly to their selves their whole Junior year. Only interacting with other people if they accidentally bumped into them in the hallways, but that is it. Beatrice and Caleb didn't mind their life being this way. All books, studying, helping other people, helping their parents around the house, coming home before 8:30 each and every night. This was how they always lived, and they didn't plan on changing it. Until a certain school jock got his attention caught by Beatrice. Beatrice heard rumors about him, but being the person she was she helped him. This got her the nickname Tris from the one and only Four. When this happened she knew her life was changing in way she didn't want it to... or so she thought. **DISCLAIMER** I do not own any of the characters, they all belong to the lovely Veronica Roth. ***This is an AU Divergent fanfiction***

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