Follow Everywhere I go

EricXTris

A one-shot based on the song Lily by Alan Walker featuring Emilie Hollow.

The song is owned by Alan Walker and Divergent is owned by Veronica Roth.

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(Lily was a little girl)

Beatrice Prior was born in Abnegation; the selfless faction. But she never could live up to their criteria. Her twin brother Caleb was the selfless one of the duo. Beatrice used to envy how easy the compassion came to him but she resisted. After all, who better to know her lack of Abnegation than herself.

(Afraid of the big, wide world)

She was always overwhelmed by the enormity of her home city, Chicago, as it was called for little-known reasons. The Abnegation sector was above average in size. She knew if Abnegation was this vast then who knew how big the other factions were? After all the other four factions weren't known to be as selfless as her faction of origin. The mere thought of exploring the unknown, the other factions, terrified yet thrilled her beyond measure.

(She grew up within her castle walls)

Then there were the Factionless, those that had no place to call home. They had no social interactions or basic supplies or amenities. They were shunned by the factions, and Beatrice knew that no matter how stifled she felt in her birth faction, it will always be more than luxurious compared to the Factionless. It was those thoughts that made her feel comfortable and safe in her Abnegation bound household. But, how long would that be enough to appease her freedom longing soul?

(Now and then she tried to run)

She was always the little trouble maker, the persona non grata in the eyes of the altruistic faction. She remembered all of the insubordinations she ever committed under the noses of the Abnies, and she loved every second of it. From scaling the sculptures to jumping on the train to running until her lungs screamed for air. Or climbing the Amity trees and eating the fresh fruits when she was supposed to be bringing them to the headquarters of the peaceful faction. She also seemed to love reading for entertainment or painting with watercolors that were given by some Erudite born boys as a gift; something she was not meant to accept under any circumstances.

Yes, she loved and cherished all those selfish escapades of hers no matter how sinful they were in the eyes of the unwritten Abnegation laws.

(And then on the night with the setting sun)

And then came the choosing day; a day in which 18 year olds from all factions choose their own chosen paths. To many, it was never a choice. But to others, others like Beatrice Prior herself, it was a big day. She would carve her own path, follow her heart and soul, and choose a life that she desperately tried to concoct for herself for all those years. She would definitely make good use of this opportunity. After all, you only live once.

(She went in the woods away)

She ran with her new faction as soon as the choosing ceremony was over, knowing full well that her ex-faction will stay to clean up. She wanted to get as far away from those docile creatures as possible. And she didn't care if having thoughts like those were selfish. She didn't care. She definitely didn't care anymore. All she knew was that she was finally free.

(So afraid, all alone)

But every action has a reaction and every choice has its repercussions. Beatrice, Tris found this out later when she was laying on her hard dormitory bed. She realized that she missed her family. Her mother, father and brother, all three of them. She was at least glad that Caleb chose to stay. And she fell asleep with her family's faces in her mind.