Dauntless: A Short Story

A/N There will be a lot of cussing from now on

TRIS POV

The whole dauntless is silent. People who knew me send me looks of astonishment. People who don't know me look around in confusion. I wipe my sweaty hands on the fabric of my dress. I look around at the whole of dauntless and see that everyone has a look of happiness. Everyone except her. I see my brothers, Four, and Christina. Zeke and Uriah have shiny tears dripping down there face. Four gives me an apologetic smile, asking me for forgiveness. I nod at him, telling him that I forgive him. The silence is interrupted by a screeching woman.

“Ugh, you shouldn't be here. Nobody likes you, and nobody ever has. There was a reason Four left you,” the feminine voice yells. The dauntless boos

She begins to sing, but she sounds awful. Her voice is too high in some parts and her pitch is way off key. When she finishes only Lauren claps. I walk my way up to the stage and take the mic.

I begin to sing The Phoenix by Fall Out Boy.

Put on your war paint
You are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down
Strike a match and I'll burn you to the ground
We are the jack-o-lanterns in July setting fire to the sky
Here, here comes this rising tide, so come on
Put on your war paint
Cross walks and crossed hearts and hope-to-dies
Silver clouds with grey linings
So we can take the world back from a heart attack
One maniac at a time we will take it back
You know time crawls on when you're waiting for the song to start
So dance alone to the beat of your heart
Hey young blood, doesn't it feel like our time is running out?
I'm gonna change you like a remix
Then I'll raise you like a phoenix
Wearing our vintage misery
No, I think it looked a little better on me
I'm gonna change you like a remix
Then I'll raise you like a phoenix
Bring home the boys and scrap scrap metal the tanks
Get hitched, make a career out of robbing banks
Because the world is just a teller and we are wearing black masks
"You broke our spirit, " says the note we pass
So we can take the world back from a heart

I see my brothers and Four. Zeke is staring at the city through the window, while Uriah stares at Zeke with a sickening grin. Four looks at my eyes before speaking.

“Will you please tell me what you meant?” He ask, looking at me.

“Why should I? You aren't worth anything to me and helping you seems to be against my best interests,” I say as a deadly scowl forms on my face.

“I know, but I’ve been looking for a way to get a divorce. I don’t love her,” Four raises his voice.

“Then maybe you shouldn't have married her,” I began to yell.

“At least tell me why you committed suicide,” Four claims with a calm voice. That scares me a little bit.

“I didn't commit suicide. I was pushed by her. She did it,” I respond before blocking him