Your POV
"You're going to be okay..." I lightly gasp at the faint voice. It's a man's voice, whose, I have no idea, nor do I even understand why he's talking to me. I can hear a distinct tone of intimidation in his voice, but also at the same time, it's filled with concern.
"Don't leave me." I whisper in return, unable to open my eyes. It's not that I don't want to, it's just that, for some reason, I am physically incapable. What is happening?
"Never." He replies softly.
"Y/N, it's time to go."
I hear another voice - a woman's. No, wait--
"Y/N!"
I jerk my body awake at the loud voice. "Yeah okay, I'm up!" I scream in return, putting my hand on my forehead.
"Good morning, my dear." She says, smiling.
I sigh. What the hell was that dream about? Who was he?
"Big day today." She says again. Her voice filled with worry.
"I guess..." I murmur.
Test day. Yup, that's today. Oh, how quickly the time has come. My parents have been making a big deal out of this test, and quite frankly, I don't understand why. They know that I'm still going to pick this faction no matter what the results are. It's not like there's any other way, right?
"Are you nervous?" Michael asks, sitting at his place at the table.
I smile as I take a sharp breath, "Nope!" I lie. I know I'm not supposed to lie, it's not supposed to be in my nature, but it's a white lie, I just don't want to make a big deal out of it, my parents are already freaking out as it is.
"You know what we value the most, Y/N." He says, skepticism in his voice.
"I know, dad. I'm not lying, I'm not nervous at all." I lie...again. Crap. I need to get out of this house before this white lie turns into something I can't come back from.
The truth? I am horrified. I've always known what I am, or at least, I was told that I was supposed to know. But right now, I'm not so sure. If my father is correct, that honesty is what we value the most, and here I am making white lies, who knows what I really am. That's what I'm scared of - to find out I'm not who I'm supposed to be, to find out that I was raised to believe that I belonged somewhere, but not.
I hate this separation thing, I know it has a purpose, a reason. But, it just never felt right. This time, that's the truth.
"Mom, don't look at me like that. I'm not dying." I say as I watch her stare at me like this is the last time she's going to see me.
She chuckles softly as her eyes pool with tears. "I love you, darling. You're going to do great."
"Good luck, my child." My dad whispers.
I watch everyone as I walk, all of them have different expressions on their faces, one might say that their expressions perfectly match what each of their faction stands for. At least, the test will be easy for them. I, however, feel a little differently. I sigh as I brush whatever thought is in my head, and I ready myself.
"Not again..." Tori, my aptitude test administrator, worriedly whispers.
"I'm sorry?" I ask in confusion.
"What is it with you, people?" She asks, irritated.
"Excuse me? What are you talking about?" I ask again, this time, hoping for a real answer.
"You need to get out." She says.
"What?"
"You need to leave, right now!" She exclaims as she cleans up the table in a hurry. "I can't believe it's happening again..." She murmurs to herself.
"Can you tell me what's going on?" I ask again as I watch her panic.
She stops. "You're a smart girl, you can figure it out."
I frown. Is she insulting me? I calm myself, and I turn to leave.
"One thing." She stops me, "Don't trust anyone." she adds.
With her words, fear started to penetrate my body. Why would she say that? What did she mean by that? And most importantly, what was my damn result? I stand frozen outside the door that she had abruptly shut, thinking, wondering.
This was my first aptitude test, and yet, something tells me this wasn't her first administrative job. She was worried, scared even. Why?
"Don't trust anyone..."
I sigh as I stare at my ceiling, recalling what she told me. I've been trying to figure out what she meant by those words, and alas, nothing. Should I ask my parents? Surely they won't lie to me, right? Would they even have an answer for me? Do I even want to know?
She said not to trust anybody, did she mean my parents as well? If I can't trust my parents, who can I trust?
