Tobias' P.O.V

Honestly I was pissed. Tris should've told me she was going to have Peter's child before she actually went to do it. Then again the point still stands how we weren't dating, but we were supposedly the "best of friends"!! She left me here only to come back and trick me. Her stupid charm. I wonder how Peter got her to do it...I wonder why it wasn't me. He had to blackmail her. Had to say something to her to scare her. I have to find Tris.

I go to my apartment outraged. Her clothes were sloppily placed everywhere. The suitcase thrown open to reveal her personal items, stuff like her toothbrush, deodorant, and a small bag of....condoms. We had never used them, I don't know why she had them. This threw me off because I thought she was so angelic, so pure. She's been sleeping around behind my back. there's a noise behind me so I turn around in my apartment. It was at the window. Someone was throwing something at the open window.

Marlene's P.O,V

"...so then I say to the waitress..." Everyone's sitting around a lunch table in the cafeteria listening to Zeke tell a story. I've been zoning in and out all day so I haven't been paying any attention. "MARLENE!!!!" someone shouts and it snaps me back out of my daze. "What? What do you want?" They stare at me and realize I hadn't heard anything they've said so far. Shaunna laughs ant Zeke and Uriah joins them. I forget about them and zone again. My phone rings and I ignore it, it then beeps twice notifying me of a text that had recently come through. I open it and see an text from my good friend Marie.

CONVERSATION

Marie: Hey Mar, heard you been down...what's wrong

Marlene: No I'm actually perfectly fine.....hey do you wanna hang out later?

Marie: I would love to, but I have a huge writing project to get yo ya know.

Marlene: Yeah its fine, what ya writing for?

Marie: An app called Wattpad. Its really cool you should check it out sometime I think you would like it

Marlene: I'm not that big on writing but maybe I'll check it out one day to see your work, I know you're really talented

Marie: Thanks but gtg I haven't updated in a while and I should get on that

Marlene: Yeah see ya

CONVERSATION OVER

I wish Marie could hang but she's busy and I understand. I'm extremely bored so I decide to go back to my apartment and and hang there. When I get there the door is slightly opened and a cold breeze was coming out. I opened the door to see my apartment in shambles, as if someone had cam and let a tornado out of a bottle. I smelled gas. GAS!! The stove was on but there was no fire on the burner. The pristine blue and an red that resembled the hotness of the fire was absent. The light in the room was dimmed. I had known that the lamp in the front room had been left on. I stepped over the shattered pieces of the center coffee table and around the overturned couch to get to my bedroom. For an odd reason out of a clear reason there was a giant wave of heat upon opening my bedroom door. My room was left untouched all except for the light which was on the ground shadeless, the bulb broken, and shattered. Still plugged in though. It was dark I could only see from the open bedside window. The widow was open but the cold air did nothing to extinguish the heat. I reached for the light switch, hoping the ceiling light would come on. That never happened. "Marlene!! Marlene!?" I heard a voice I heard from the front room. "I'm in here, who are you?" I asked defensively. The person came to the doorway and I knew who it was. "How could you not recognize your own best friend's voice?"

/time lapse/

"Okay so tell me again.." Marie said. I had told her the story of what happened a billion times. About the couch, the gas, the broken lamp, EVERYTHING. "Marie I"ve told you everything and you promised to give an analysis so...hand it over." I say in a very demanding demeanor. "Okay this is what I've got. For starters I'm overly joyous that you didn't flip the switch next to your bed for the side lamp. I'm happy because if you would've done that you would've blown up your apartment. The way that would've happened is because the gas was on. If you would've hit said switch you would've triggered the light bulb to function. Thus creating a spark. Thus creating a fire. Gas is like cocaine for fires. Once the fire hits the air BOOM," she makes an explosion motion with her hands. "lights out."

"Marie how do you know all of this?" I ask her. " TV shows, movies, and my own weird life." She chirps with a smile. "Well I'm simply in love with those, TV shows, movies, and your own weird life. They saved my ass." We giggle "No shit Sherlock. If it wasn't for me you literally would be six feet under. Even without the fire. I bring the icy goodness to your smoldering heat." I laugh, "So...it's a matter of Fire vs. Ice.?" I ask and she dies of laughter. I squint at her. "Bring it on kid." And we both double over laughing until our stomachs hurt.

Tris' P.O.V

It's cold. I can feel my heartbeat in my lungs. It feels like a drum boom, boom, boom. I can hear my own breath the sound of the wind woosh, woosh, woosh. Everything's bright and blurry like an out-of-focus picture. I hear footsteps pitter patter, pitter patter . I hear voices whisper, whisper, whisper. Whispering the sweet sounds of life. Whispering silent hushes. Groping me, pulling me back to reality. I call on the voices. I call on the voices for help. Nothing seems to come. Will I ever make it out of this hell-hole. Will I ever return to my home in the Dauntless compoud, wher I have gone through initiations, and processes. Will I be Dauntless  for once will I take the dare of survival.

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Hi Guys! Sooo this is nothing butttt.....there's a big chapter coming and you guys are going to die!! Also thanks to my friend Marie__reid for being in this chapter. I love you. Follow her you guys she's a really good author.

Stay brave my bbies