I've found a way to sleep with the blood on my hands, but can you?

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A/N: Up above the chapter so high, is the main reason I wanna butter knife myself in the eye. Here you go guys, the next chapter and my finished failed drawing of Thomas Brodie-Sangster. I love you all and thank you ever so much for the 1.34k views, 140 votes and 78 comments, you guys don't understand how much it means to me 💕

I told the Dauntless what had happened from me waking up in the box- up to now. I skipped past the part of me dating Newt because I didn't want to cause myself any unnecessary pain. I told the Gladers about my memories and what I can remember of Dauntless.

The room became eerily silent.

"We remember." Christina says, after a while. "Dauntless- I mean. We remember everything about it, from initiation, the hiding, to the time you. . . you know, died."

"Tell us, maybe it can fill in blanks for Tris, then maybe help in some way." Newt suggests, talking for the first time since we even got in the room a couple of hours ago.

"Well," Peter starts. "It all started when-"

"Maybe I will try, Peter? the one who won't twist the truth to get back at her for the fact that she literally beat you." Christina snaps.

"They won't believe that." Peter scoffs, looking around the room but everyone's face is in concerned.

"Actually- I would. We all would." Clint says.

"Yeah, all I did was make a snarky comment when she first came out the box and she almost broke my nose." Mason says, rubbing his nose like he could still faintly feel the pain in his nose.

"She threatened to feed me to the Grievers because I looked at her ass." someone else says.

"Kill me for touching her hairspray."

"Beat up me for stealing her bacon."

"Butter knife me for eating the last bite of the Dauntless cake."

"Hey! That's my thing!" Peter shouts loudly.

"There's Dauntless cake!?" Uriah shouts, even louder.

Everyone in the room went around, taking it in turns saying all the things I threatened to do and the reason for it. I laugh at some but then I kind of get upset, I surely made an impression on these guys over the past few months. . . But not a very good one apparently.

"Anyway," Christina says, recovering from the surprise. "First, as you remember, we had to choose the faction we wanted but before that, we had to take an aptitude test."

"An aptitude test helps a person determine what faction they are best for. You, managed to get three of the five factions." Marlene tells me.

"After you got beaten in a fight and you was in the infirmary, you were cut from Dauntless." Will says. I still can't believe he's alive.

"But you being you, you took bravery to a whole new level and totally ignored Eric. You came running on the train and told him you let yourself out." Christina laughs.

"When it was the final part of initiation, you ranked first so Peter, Al and Drew tried to throw you over the chasm." Will spits.

"Ah yes, dear Peter, you are so going to pay for that." I tell him sweetly, I can see Newt quietly chuckle, my heartbeat speeds up like every time I see him happy. I know I'm with Four but this feeling, I know will never go.

"Anyway, Jeanine, the Erudite leader manipulated Dauntless and caused a war between Abnegation and Dauntless, they wanted to over throw Abnegation and they also had a bonus, those who were Divergent wasn't effected by the serum everyone was given and they were killed. You managed to make them think that you were under the influence of the serum. That was, until Four was in danger." Peter says.

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