We make it back to our apartment, and he rolls the now empty drawer back into his bedside table. I stand near the door, thinking of my older brother. I'm worried about him, ever since Tris broke his heart. And now that I think about it, I've come to realize they already moved in together. Which means he's probably still at Lauren and Liam's apartment, avoiding Tris at all costs.
"I think I'm gonna go check on Miles, given he's probably around the corner at Lauren's. He's probably gonna want his things too, out of his and Tris's apartment." I say to Four, and he nods, "I'll come with you, since I wanna make sure me and him are on good terms. And to make sure you don't rip off Tris's head either." He says, and I shake my head. "You can come to check on Miles but, I won't be ripping off anyone's head so, you just stay there while I gather his things." - "Nope, I'm going with you. Cuz I know you, she says one wrong thing and you'll both be at each other's neck's." He says, pulling me out the door. I guess I have no choice in this. We make it in front of Lauren's apartment door and we knock, my younger brother answers the door. He's shirtless, messy haired, with some comfy pants on.
I must've woke him up. "Is he here? I assumed he would be still." I ask him, and Liam nods and points to the couch. "He sure is, I wouldn't let him go back to their apartment. Especially when he's like this." Liam says, Four and I walk in, and I see my brother laying down with a blanket over his head and body. I immediately frown when I hear him sniffling underneath. I sit on the piece of couch that his head was near, "Miles?" I say, trying to pull the covers from over his head but, he's holding them.
"I slept out here with him so he wouldn't be alone but, he's been like that ever since you left last night. I don't think he's been to sleep yet." Liam says to me, sitting back down on the loveseat he slept on. I look back down at my older brother, "Bubbie? It's me, your sister. Can I see your face please?" I ask softly, he stirs and sniffles again, and he takes the covers from over his head. His eyes were swollen and bloodshot, while his face was wet. When he see's me, he instantly scoots up and puts his head in my lap, and I glide my fingers through his hair, holding him. If I would've known he'd turn into a hermit crab, I would've never left.
"Liam go put on a shirt, and go with Four to get our brother's things. I'm gonna stay with him." I say, looking straight up at my brother. I'm sending him with Tobias so he can make sure Tris doesn't try anything. And even though I'm holding the brother that can read mind's, I get a reassuring nod and a slight wink from the brother that can't. Once they leave, I play with my brother's hair as he begins to weep on my lap. He eventually wraps his arms around me, turning his body, and crying into my shirt.
I hold my brother closer, shedding a few tears myself. I hold him, and I begin to feel his pain radiate. And the more it does, the more my feeling of sadness gets replaced with anger. My eyes flicker yet my tears continue to fall. But, before they could lock into solid gold, my brother starts to hum.
I look down at him, recognizing the melody he began to make. It's the same melody my mother hummed, the day of aptitude testing, when she was braiding my hair. This melody wasn't just a melody though, it was the melody behind me and Miles's favorite lullaby. She'd sing it to the both of us when it was time for bed, and it'd put my brother right to sleep, way before it did me. Only because I'd want to hear it; All of it. Sometimes I'd even sing it with her, and now, I have it memorized. I begin to sing it,
"
⪠Baby mine, don't you cry. . .
Baby mine, dry your eyes. . .
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine.
Little one when you play. . .
Don't pay mine what they say. . .
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine. âª
"
I begin to hum with my brother, like the song goes, and the more I do, the less I hear him. I wipe his tears and continue,
"
⪠From your head to your toes..
Your so sweet, goodness knows..
But your so precious to me,
Sweet as can be, baby of mine. âª
"
I finish, prolonging the last lyric of the song. I sang it slow, just like our mother did, as I kept playing with his hair. I stared forward as I hit every soft note perfectly. After I finished, I sighed, beginning to miss our mother already. I look down at my brother, and I smile when I see that his eyes are closed.
I relax, and watch my brother sleep, keeping him asleep with my comforting touch. When he starts snoring, I smile, just as my brother and boyfriend walk-in laughing. I look up at them quickly and shut their mouths with my mind, they immediately freeze and look at me. I put my index finger to my mouth, gesturing for them to be silent as I glance back down at Miles. They nod and I let their mouths go, focusing back on my big brother.
They come in and close the door slowly, making no noise. They set his things down on the coffee table and loveseat, and gesture for me to follow them, I figured it's to talk so, I carefully lift my brother using my mind. I levitate a pillow from the loveseat while standing up, and once I'm up, I put the pillow under his head, laying him back down slowly. I follow behind my younger brother and he turns to face me once we were a good distance away from Miles, "Okay, we got all of his stuff but, we have a problem." Liam says, and I raise an eyebrow. Liam looks over at Four, causing for me to do the same, "Tris won't give back his jacket, the one that your guy's uncle wore. She said the only way he's getting it back is if he get's it himself. I tried to talk some sense into her but, she won't listen to me." Four explains, and I close my eyes, clenching my teeth.
I let my anger get the best of me, and I could feel my eyes light up, along with my veins once again. Four touches my arm and I burn him, instantly knocking me ouy of it. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." I say, putting my hand over my mouth. I don't try to comfort him, in case he'd back away from me. "Don't worry babe, it's okay. I'm fine." He says, obviously not fine.
He shakes his hand in pain as steam comes off of it. "Here." Liam says, holding out his hand to Four. He looks confused at first but, they take each other's hands as if one were helping up the other. They stay there for a moment, and I could tell my brother was healing the hand he was holding, just by the look on his face as he closed his eyes. He let go, and Four looks at his fully healed hand in fascination.
"You can heal people?" He asks Liam, and he nods. "People as well as myself." He simply explains, "Well, thank you." He says, stretching his fingers. Four looks to me, "You're hot." He says, and I laugh a little. "Again, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that. But now, is no time for jokes, I'll be right back. Tell Miles that if he wakes up before I get back." I say, and Four stops me by getting in my path. "Don't try and stop me. My brother isn't going anywhere near her right now, and the faster I get his jacket out of her possession, the less likely I'm gonna be tempted to boil her blood and make her pop like a balloon." I say, going around him to the door.
"Alright then, I'm going with you." He says, opening Lauren's door for me. I get ready to say no but, "Don't try and stop me either. Cuz I'm going." He says and I huff, heading out the door. I hear him follow me as I start angrily walking in the direction of my brother's now old apartment. When I get to the door, I bang on it with my fist. She opens her door with disgust on her face, and held that look while she set her eyes on me. "What do you want?" She asks, and notice what she has on.
"You're wearing it. Give me my brother's jacket back. He doesn't want to see you, and honestly, I don't either so, let's just get this over with." I say holding my hand out, she scoff's. "I'm not giving you this jacket. Like I said, I'm only handing this over to Miles, so he better change his mind." She says, and I see what she's doing. She wants to talk to my brother to try and convince him to take her back, since she's failed at taking what's mine. What's funny is she's gonna fail at this as well. I get an idea, and I act on it immediately.
I look up at her, pushing her back and swinging her door wide open. I quickly step in and close it behind me, locking it as well. I hear Four calling my name and pounding on the door but, I ignore him. Tris get's on her feet and into my face. I cross my arms, stepping forward, making heat radiate off me as my eyes flash gold.
She backs up, yet holds her aggressive stance. "You're gonna take off that jacket, and you're gonna hand it to me. I just had to hold, comfort and sing my brother to sleep because of you. He's in pain, because of you. You're the reason he's heartbroken, and you don't even care. All you care about is what you want." I say, "And what you want, is starting to become very clear. It's not about trying to take what's mine anymore. Is it? You've realized he's never changing his mind about me, and now you're desperate. Desperate to get to me." I add, and her nose starts to twitch. I'm right, but of course, she'd never admit it. I start to walk around her, "What's next? You're gonna try and get my brother to take you back? So I have to deal with you for the rest of my life? Are you really gonna try and dedicate your life to making mine a living hell? This amount of effort to piss me off can't be just because I have something you want. There's something else huh?" I ask, and she sucks her teeth, just as I get back in front of her. I stare at her, waiting for an answer, "Speak!" I yell, and she just rolls her eyes.
"You don't get it do you?" She asks me, and I facepalm. "No I don't! So please, be my guest and explain! What else is behind this? This new, insufferable vendetta against me?" - "You are! Okay?!" She screams in my face, and I tilt my head at her with a confused expression. "It's you! It's always been you! Everything that's happens to me is because of you! You keep fucking saving me, you keep fucking helping me, and you keep fucking my life up! Tobias chose you and continues to choose you over me because all you've ever done is make me look weak!" She finally confesses. I remember back to the first time we met, all the way up to now. I realize she's not wrong.
I helped her up onto the train the first day I met her, I took her spotlight when we first learned to throw a knife, I made her seem like she needed help when we woke up early to train, I saved her from being tossed over the chasm leading to me being saved by the same man we both apparently wanted. Not to mention, I saved her from being exposed by Peter and his minions. "So, you're mad, because I was being what I've always tried my hardest to be? Your friend? I did all those things because I cared about you. And you're mad because you think I make you look weak?" I questioned her, on the brink of laughing aloud. "Think? No. I know you make me look weak, especially now. You have these abilities, and it's probably another reason as to why he wants you. If you just would've never existed, I'd be with him right now, and you know I'm right. About all of it!" She says, and I can't believe the words I'm hearing. I look behind me, at the door.
I look through it, and as expected I see Four, pressing his ear against it. "He can hear you, y'know. And I wouldn't be so sure about that, your personality is atrocious. And I doubt he'd want someone like you if I never existed. The moment you don't get what you want, you do anything you in your power to get whatever it is, regardless of how it is you get it. You've turned into someone we both know." I say, holding the thought of the very person in mind. "And who exactly would that be?" She asks, and I smile at her for a few moments, "Eric." I simply say, and she gasps a little. "He wanted to take me from Four so bad, he fought him over me, and lost. So what makes you any different from him? Besides the fact you're aiming emotionally, instead of physically. It's honestly pathetic, almost as pathetic as his attempt to tear me and Tobias apart. It's all pathetic, and pointless. You wanna know why? Because I am his, and he is mine! End of fucking story. Now, give me, my brother's jacket. Now!" I yell, and she doesn't even flinch, even though I know she knows I could easily take it from her. "Or what? You'll burn more of my hair off?" She asks, and I barely notice her new, even shorter than what I burnt hair-do.
"Oh no trust me, I'll do much worse." I say, getting back into her face. She smiles, "No, you won't. Cuz you still need me." She says, and I remember that she's right. We still need her to test out the "Aware" serum, and right now, I wouldn't want anyone else to test it out. Considering it could potentially be deadly. My emotions change instantly, "You know what?" I say, "You're absolutely right." I add, and I lift up my hand, making Tris reach for the sky with her arms.
"Hey! Stop it!" She says flailing, but I gladly ignore her, taking my brothers jacket off of her. It floats to me, and I take it, folding it over my arm. I unlock her apartment door, getting this feeling she's not gonna appreciate my actions. I drop her arms, and she comes straight for me. But before I could grab her with my ability, someone jumps in front of me, protecting her.
And knowing who it was, I was a little upset his back was to her, instead of me. I understand I can definitely defend myself from Tris but, did he really think I was going to hurt her? I was merely gonna hold her in place. Him and I make eye contact, and it's clear to me now. He still cares about her, even if he says he doesn't.
I overlook his choices, for now, "Let's go test this serum then shall we? Since It's the only thing that's keeping you in our damn lives." I say to Tris, and I turn around and exit this forsaken apartment. They follow behind me, and right now, I could care less if they talk to each other or not. We enter the testing waiting room, and then the actual room itself. "I don't have the serum on me, it's in my apartment." I hear my beloved say, and I notice how he said 'my apartment' instead of 'our apartment'. I could tell he didn't mean it like that but, It still stung. "Where in your apartment?" I ask him irritably.
He frowns at me, "On my bedside table, don't tell me you're gonna try and make it come to us are you?" He asks, and instead of answering verbally, I make the waiting room door open, along with the testing room door. And in fly's the serum, and I make it float in front of his face. He takes it, and I stare at him nonchalantly, before forcing Tris into the reclined center seat. "Could you, um, I don't know, not man handle me!" She yells at me, and I roll my eyes. "Stop loving my boyfriend then I'll be glad too. Oh wait," I say, and I look at her, knowing all too well, "You can't. Just like I can't, and never will. Administer the test already." I say, and he stands there, obviously hesitating.
My eye twitches at how he continues to visibly care for her but, just before I could say something, the testing room door bursts open. I look over and see an unexpected face. "Stop, she's not doing this. Liam just told me about how you guy's were keeping this from me." My older brother says, stomping over, pulling Tris out the chair. I put her back with a wave of my finger, "Yes, she is. It's the only way she'll leave us alone." I say to my brother, holding her there. "What if I don't want her to leave me alone? Huh? You ever think of that?" - "No, of course I didn't! She left you because she's in love with my boyfriend! Your future brother-in-law! So yeah, I assumed my brother would gladly let someone like her go." I say, and he shakes his head, "Well, you're not wrong! I'm just not ready to let her get hurt, especially by the hands of my sister." He says, and I see his eyes are turning gold, and his dark mist is escaping from his hands.
My own brother. She's turning my own brother against me, without even having to talk to him. He still loves her, even after all she's done. Just like Lauren loved Eric, regardless of all the things he did. He's willing to fight me, his sister, in order to protect her.
"I don't wanna fight you Miles." I say, getting my stance together. "I don't wanna fight you either Nat, just let her go, and we'll leave." He says, and I shake my head. "So she can get into your head? So she can make you think she loves you again? She won't be getting back with you because she loves you Miles, she'll be doing it because of me. So she can make sure I can't enjoy my life with Four." I say, and he looks over at her, "I said I'm ready to protect her at all costs, I didn't say I'd forgive her. Now, let her go Natalie." Miles says, and his mist creeps closer and closer. I am not afraid of my brother, but I am afraid of losing him to her. But either way, if I give in and let her go, or hold her against her will, I'll still lose him.
I stand my ground as his mist crawls up my legs, making them grow weak. I lift my hand up, palm facing him. But, just as I was about to stop him, I hear a sound that instills fear into me almost instantly. It was the sound of a syringe injecting, I look to the side, and I see the unbearable. Four, injecting himself in the neck, with all of the serum.
I scream no, just as the metal syringe hits the floor. I throw Tris out of the chair and catch my beloved before he falls to the ground. I lay him in the chair, and focus on his neck. I focus, and I focus hard. I look through the skin on his neck and focus on the liquid surging into his bloodstream. I retract it, pulling as much as I could out from the site of injection.
Anger combines with my fear as I realize I couldn't get it all out. Without thinking, I take the same syringe and put the serum back into it. I snap my neck in Tris's direction, and on impulse, I make the syringe plunge into hers from afar. I inject, and Miles yells no as he catches her. "Why did you do that! There was absolutely no reason for you to do that!" He says, and I look back at my love, who of which laid dormant in front of me.
"Yes there was! She caused this and he did that because of her! So now, If he dies, so does she. And we both die alone." I say, and I walk behind the medicinal table so I can see the computer screen. I can see he's going through his first fear in his fear landscape but, what's the catch in this? When it comes to injecting a Divergent with a serum that makes a normal person Divergent? I wait and I watch, as he goes through all four of his greatest fears. His last one ends and I run back around the table to his side, yet, he isn't the one that wakes up.
Tris wakes up in fright, and she looks down at her hands and arms as her veins glow a shiny silver. Her eyes do the same but, before I could react, water encircles me. I open my eyes and look through the water, and I see a disfigured Tris holding her arms up at me. It was her, she's doing this to me. I'm so in shock I forget that me and her now have a mutual ability, and I let her water fill my lungs. I hold my throat as water begins to choke me.
~Miles's POV~
I stand there, in complete dismay as I watch the woman I love begin to drown my own flesh and blood. I'm in total shock, and even though I know I should stop Beatrice, I couldn't move. I'd figured she'd break out of Tris's water by now but, she couldn't even try. My eyes flicker gold as a familiar sight is before me once again. My sister, being throttled, unable to breathe, moments away from losing all signs of life.
What am I doing? Why am I just standing here? The sight triggers me, and I let my ability grow towards my Ex, but, someone beats me to it. I look up to see Four, propelling electricity at Tris. She screams in pain but, unfortunately, she keeps my sister in the air with her water.
Four's electricity ends ups being so powerful, it surges through Tris's hands, and into the sphere of water that held Natalie up. "NOO!" I yell, as my sister beings to violently thrash in the water. I engulf Tris with my dark mist, and she drops to the floor along with Natalie. Four pulls back his electricity, and without even reacting to his newly found powers, he runs to my unconscious sister's aid. "No no no," I hear Four say as he moves her wet hair and check's for a pulse. His eyes widen and I drop to my knee's. No . . .