Touch (An Eric-Divergent Fan-fiction)

Chapter 3

I awoke the next morning with puffy eyes and a sore body.

I wish I didn't feel so defenseless around him. I wish I could hit him back, make him stop. But he petrifies me. I know I could never stop him, and I know it would be worse if I fought back, but I wish I could fight back. Even if it had no purpose but to show him how much I hate him.

I make my bed and take a quick shower. I put on the usual grey and tie my hair into a tight bun.

Today is the aptitude test. I hope it will give me some insight, because I'm not sure where to go. Abnegation is obviously a no go, but what about everywhere else. I'm not sure I fit in anywhere.

I walk downstairs to the kitchen where I begin to make lunch for my dad and breakfast for us both. After I'm done making his lunch and part way through making breakfast I hear my dad start down the stairs.

He comes down in a nice gray suit and shaved face. He has a smile on his face that makes me want to shudder.

"How did you sleep?"

"Fine."

"Not very talkative are we? I guess we never really talk now do we. What faction are you going to pick?"

This was weird. He was being uncommonly nice. We're talking! This never happens, and it's creeping me out. I decide not to answer and hand him his eggs. I turn around to grab my own, when he grabs my wrist from behind and spins me around so I face him. He slaps me and I fall to the ground.

"I asked you a question!"

"I don't know, okay!"

"Did you just yell at me?"

With all my confidence gone I look down and say in almost a whisper, "Sorry, Sir."

"Get out of my house, you ungrateful bitch!"

That seemed to escalate really quickly, but I run and grab my bag and walk out the door. I start walking to school with rather confused expression. We don't usually talk in the morning. Not to mention, usually he would have hurt me much more then he did. He was holding back, but I don't understand why. I thought he would be worse considering he knows I'm leaving.

I put it aside and try to think about what faction I should choose.

There's Amity, but I don't think I could be happy all the time. With all my past, I'm not and never will be a cheerful person. Plus they hug, and I hate when people get in my personal space, let alone touch me.

I could go to Candor, but then I'd have to tell everyone everything, especially about my father. He made it very clear last night that he will kill me if that ever happens. So Candor is also ruled out.

Erudite might be a good option. I'm a smart person, always have been, but the question is, would I ever be happy with my main focus being intellectual knowledge? It's one thing to be curious about learning and another to be infatuated with it.

I don't think I would ever fit in in Dauntless. I'm not very hard-core like they are. And fear runs my life. At the same time I want to overcome my fears. I also like the idea of being free. So maybe Dauntless would be all right.

I guess if I get either Erudite or Dauntless then I'll know where to go.

I arrive at the school. There are people with every color clothing everywhere in sight. It almost makes me squirm, but I'm used to. I just don't make eye contact and stand up tall. Usually no one bothers me. Occasionally a Candor will bother me or make fun of me, but they usually ignore me.

I make my way to my first class. I don't have any friends, I never did. I've always been a loner. I keep to myself.

My first class is math. I see James Altro, a dauntless, sitting in his seat already. Unlike the other Dauntless he is always here early. He always smiles at me when I walk past. Never fails. But I never smile back, I just nod.