- FOURS POV.-
"Tobias" Is all I hear. Who could possibly know my old name? I don't look at her. " It's Four now." She laughs at my comment. " Four? Like the number? Wow. Some nickname." I feel angry at the rude remark but right when I am about to say something, I look at her, only to see Alice, my sister. Except she was more than that, she was also my only friend that I left behind.
" Alice." I mumble. She smiles. I can only imagine what Marcus has done to her when I left. But Dauntless? I can't ever see Alice choosing Dauntless. I always pictured her with the Amity, because no matter how much pain she was put under, she always found away to smile, always some how 'happy'.
" Were you pushed too?" I ask. It doesn't seem like her to be the second jumper, more likely the last jumper.
" No. Actually I wasn't. I would love a little help getting out of this net though." She replies with a smile. I grab her arm and pull her out. I see her arm and on it is a slash. After that, a dent in her arm, which could only come from one thing. Marcus.
" Meet me at the pit, tonight." I whisper to her, she nods and leaves.
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Her. -A Divergent Fanfic-
FanfictionI walk for what seems to be miles. I stop. I want to cry but I don't. Instead I just look out the window. I'm not for Dauntless. I should have just chose Amity. But I didn't. I wanted to be with my brother. But he doesn't seem to care about the ini...
