And Then I changed.

Tris

I was released from the damn hospital a couple of days ago. My father was furious at me when I got home. He was arguing and yelling at me to NEVER do anything like that again. Like he actually care, it´s just a bunch of nonsense. The few things he actually cares about are work and my mother. My father made it very clear I need to go back to school tomorrow.

I look in my full length mirror in my pink bedroom and sigh. I look so fat and disgusted. I find myself missing Eric, Brandon, Dean and Alex. There were no worries about being there. The tears are streaming down my face, something that also is a new habit of mine. I used to never cry. I used to be ha happy girl. I pull my razorblade deep into the pale skin on my wrist and looks when the blood is pouring out. The relief is filling me, but not as much as the white powder Eric was giving me. suddenly I got an idea in my head. I pull my shirt arm down and walk downstairs to my mother, father and Caleb.

“Hi honey, what do you need?” my mother says. I have only left my room since I got home from the hospital if I really need anything. I’m dressed as a mess to. My sweatpants hang loose from my hips and the tank top sits loosely with an old cardigan over, my hair isn´t wash in god knows when

“I want to move” I say and when the words leave my mouth three pair of eyes is staring at me

“We can´t just move, Beatrice” my father says

“Why?” I whine

“Because my work is here!”

“But dad!”

“No buts! We are staying here, whether you like it or not!” My tears have start falling again and I run upstairs and throw myself at the bed. I fell asleep crying.

The next morning my heads hurt and everything is spinning when I wake up. I slowly made my way over to my closet and pulls out grey way to big sweatpants and a singlet. I put yesterday’s cardigan on to, I grab my bag I packed yesterday and walk downstairs. I don´t even bother to go into the kitchen, I just take my keys and slams the front door closed after me, I pull out from my driveway and the left towards the highway and not the right towards school. I´m leaving this place. To get to the highway you have to drive across a living area where most of my friends live. I don´t think much about it, I want this. I don´t want to have to look at Peter, Drew and Edward again. I don´t want o talk to my old friends and I don´t want to be with Tobias anymore

I have been driving for the past five hours when I come across a hotel, I stop the car and walk in to rent a room. the foeyer is dirty and dusty, I walk across to the reception to talk to the old lady

“Hello dear” she says in a tired voice

“Hi, I would like… you know, rent a room?” I say as I look around myself I immidetly doubted my dicission

“Of course”

Fifteen minutes later i´m in a dark room with a bed, fridge and a couch in some smaller lamps are on the walls and in the kitchen area is a glass and a plate standing. I sigh and sink down on the couch when I see a rat run over the floor. I scream in surprise and once again find myself crying. I pull up my phone and sees I have a lot of missed calls and text

Are you coming to school today? - Chris

Hey babe, do you want me to pick you up? - 4

Did you already left? - Caleb

I was picking you up this morning but your father said you already left but you aren´t in school, Where are you? - 4

Beatrice, come straight home after school- dad

I had a good amount of missed calls to. I open a new text and starts writing a text to Four.

I´m breaking up with you