chapter 15

hey! I am a 4'11"(and 3/4"! come on just 1/4" to go!) blonde girl with a huge attitude who is shy! I don't think I sound like Veronica Roth so I don't own Divergent.

Preston's PoV

Four must have come in during simulation, because he wasn't here when I started, seems a little aloof. Tris tells me I can leave. My first fear, public humiliation, doesn't shock me, in fact I expected it. It's the reasoning behind everything I do, and other reasons I like to keep to myself.

I don't really want to talk after and nobody was really pleasant. I never heard Kay cry though like the others would, but I would still hold her hand everynight. She needed the support, even if she refused to admit it. It reached the last day of fear simulations, we sat in the hall waiting. After a time Kay was called. She squeezed my hand before leaving, I wonder what fear she will have to face today. My fears so far have been, public humiliation, being betrayed by a friend, and being mute. The one from yesterday I don't understand, i sat at a desk with an equation in front of me but there wasn't just one answer, right answers were innumerable while only a few were impossible. Kay told me her simulation's were never the same fear, I'm not surprised. She's too stubborn to ever let the same thing scare her twice, but she always has to face them head on. I feel bad that she can't slow down her heart rate and just calm herself down, it's not because she's that afraid though. She has a heart condition that speeds her heart up to double it should be when she's relaxed. She refuses to accept this as an excuse to get a slow speed and risk being cut though. I smile at just how brave she's become. Tris calls me into the room for the last time.

I sit on the chair as she puts the needle in and wait until I go under. When I do I can't see anything but a small slip of paper in front of me. I pick it up and see neat cursive, Kay's handwriting.

Preston? I flip it over trying to figure out how it works.

Preston!? It's more urgent now. I try to call her to see if she's here but I can't. I flip it over again to figure out how it works.

Preston are you there!? What's going on? Where is she? I flip it over again.

PRESTON! I start to worry. What's happening to her? I look around but the room is simply black. I flip the paper again.

PRESTON! PLEASE! She's becoming frantic as her hand writing slips between cursive to print and back again.

PRESTON PLEASE! I NEED YOU! I wish she was next to me. I wish I could help her. She needs me and I'm just sitting here.

PRESTON! WHERE ARE YOU!? WHY AREN'T YOU HELPING ME?! I wish I could yell for her but my lips are sealed shut. I look around hoping for a pen, nothing but darkness.

preston...please...i can't... i can't do this...Her handwriting is now in her beautiful cursive again, the smallest I have ever seen it. It breaks my heart and even if this is just a simulation I need to let her know. I look up and this time there is a pen. I flip it over one more time, it's blank. I write knowing the perfect words for her.

I'm here.

Suddenly I'm back in the room with Tris and Four. Four is working on the computers probably recording it. Tris unhooks her wires then walks up to me.

"What were your aptitude test results?"

"Erudite," I trust Tris and Four.

"and?"

"Can someone get more than one?" I'm curious of the idea and what that would mean for a person. Tris and Four raise their eyebrows at each other.

"If you got Erudite, why did you come to Dauntless?" four asks this time.

"Because when I heard Kay was transferring here I knew Eric was here. I wanted her to be protected." I feel heat rise to my cheeks as Four nods and smiles.

"You've done a good job," he puts his hand on my shoulder before dismissing me.

I walk to the dorm and see Kay waiting for me. She's smiling then I see a more concerned expression take over before she screams and begins to freak out. I run over and pull her into a tight hug willing her back to a calm state. Finally she calms down and we just stand there. I wonder what just happened but I won't ask her yet. We soon release and go to hang out. At first she's tense but I soon manage to get a laugh out of her and she relaxes.

"Sorry for earlier," we now stand next to each other,"I guess I have an over-active imagination." I laugh.

"No need to apologize for that. I like your imagination."

"Well thanks for calming me down."

"I'm glad I was there to help. You're the bravest person I know and it pains me to see you scared,"she rests her head on my shoulder.

"Still I'm glad it was you, I wouldn't have wanted anyone else to comfort me," she looks up at me as I stare into her gorgeous eyes. The ones that change color but always remain a darker, comforting color. This time instead of just thinking about kissing her, I lean down and actually do.

Yay! I know short chapter again but I think what's next should have it's own chapter so it'll most likely be short too. So thank you for your patience! -3K7