I DO NOT OWN DIVERGENT

CHAPTER 1: Date From Hell

APRIL 6, 2015

TRIS' POV

Have you ever had one of those dates? The kind that makes you want to give up on dating and become one of those cat ladies. Or maybe stab yourself in the eye with a fork that is sitting next to you on the table? Or better yet, stab your date that you just met in the eye? That's exactly how I felt before I ran out on my date. Don't worry…I didn't stab him in the eye. Although I have to admit that I was very close to doing it.

My best friend and roommate Christina made me join one of those stupid online dating sites. I told her it was a horrible idea. I tried saying no to her, but once Christina has made up her mind about something, there is no way of changing it. So, I joined one of those stupid sites to please my roommate. I have been on numerous bad dates since, but this one…let's just say that this one is definitely the last.

I open my front door and slam it shut, relieved to finally be home. I place my purse down on the end table and take a seat on the couch.

"Christina, you get your sorry ass down here right now." I scream. "I'm done with that stupid site. This is all your fault."

"Oh no. Was it that bad?" She asks, taking a seat beside me.

Was it that bad? Let me think for a minute. "Yes, by far the worst date I have ever been on. " I groan in frustration. "First, he was at least twenty minutes late and wouldn't stop staring at my boobs. I was like 'Hello? Eyes up here buddy.' Then he was flirting with our server right in front of me. He even slipped her his number. I mean who does that on a date? And then to top it off, he was talking about how horny he was and how he only joined the dating site to fuck a bunch of sluts. His words not mine." I shake my head still not believing what happened on my date. "I just left him there. I got up from my chair, grabbed my purse, and walked straight out of the restaurant. I didn't even tell him I was leaving. I only sort of feel guilty for doing that, but the guy was a total sleaze."

"Was he cute at least?" She smiles at me. Only Christina would ask a question like this.

"Really Christina? You are going there?" She raises her eyebrows at me, waiting for me to give her an answer. "If you like tall guys with dark hair, blue eyes, muscles, and no personality."

"Sorry I just had to ask, but he sounds hot." I gave Christina a death glare, but she just pulls me into a hug. "I'm sorry sweetie, but don't let the bad date from hell stop you from finding your happiness. There is someone out there for you. I just know it. I promise you will find someone special. These things take time."

"No, I am done with that dating site. Nothing good has come from that site." I say.

"Just don't give up on love is all I am saying. Your prince is out there." She winks at me.

"Look…I'm not saying that I'm never going to date again, but I am going to take a break from the dating scene for a while. You know that I haven't had the best luck with it."

Christina nods her head understanding what I mean before getting up and walking into the kitchen. "Are you hungry?" She shouts.

"No, but thanks though. I think I'm just going to go to bed early tonight. It's been a shitty day. I will see you in the morning. Good night."

"Good night." I hear a faint voice say from the kitchen.

I walk into my room and start getting ready for bed even though I'm not really tired. I wash my face, brush my teeth, and put my pajamas on. I walk over to my nightstand and open the drawer where I pull out the framed photo of my ex. It was actually a group picture of us with our friends. Everyone was making a goofy face in the photo, except for my ex Eric. He was looking at me the entire time and smiling at the goofy face I was making. We were so happy in this picture. It's been a year since the break up, and I still can't let it go. Maybe its because we were together for so long. All I know is that I still miss him.

Eric was my high school sweetheart, and we were together for seven years, including our years in college. I thought he was going to pop the question the day of college graduation. I mean it wasn't a ridiculous thought, since we had been together for seven years. The day that I thought was going to be one of the happiest days of my life, ended up being one of the worst days of my life. That was the day we broke up.

FLASHBACK

We just left the ceremony for our college graduation and Eric is taking me to a fancy restaurant to celebrate. I am wearing my Herve Leger gold strapless bandage dress with black stilettos. The dress clings to my body and makes me look like I have curves. My hair is done and my make up looks perfect. I look over at Eric as he is driving and I can't help but smile. I think he is finally going to propose to me today. We've been together for seven years, and we have finally graduated from college. Nothing is really stopping us. It would be the perfect ending to the perfect day. I will finally get my happy ending…correction our happy ending.

He puts the car in park and hands the valet the key to his car. He walks over to my side and opens the door for me. We walk into the restaurant and the hostess seats us in the back corner. We order some appetizers and some drinks to celebrate. We start talking about what's next now that we are out of college. Where we want to live? What jobs we want? Mostly about the future, but still no talk about marriage.

We order another round of drinks while we are waiting for our entrees to arrive.

Eric takes my hand and looks into my eyes.

At this point my heart is beating so fast and I'm starting to feel nervous, the good kind of nervous. This is it I think. He is going to ask me to be his wife.

"Tris." Eric says while pausing a moment. "We've been together for so long and you know how much I love you."

I smile at him. "Of course I know how much you love me. I love you too."

"So I'm just going to come out and say it. You know I'm not really good at this kind of stuff." He says.

"It's ok. Say whatever you need to say. I'm all ears."

"Move with me to California. I was offered a job in San Francisco and I'm going to take it, but I want you to go with me."

I put my head down so that I'm not looking at him. I don't say anything for a while. Move to California? Is he serious? He's going to go with or without me. I thought he was going to propose. I thought he loved me. How could he leave me?

"Tris. Say something please." He pleaded with me.

I look up at him as a single tear falls down my cheek. "I thought you were going to propose."

He spits his drink out. "Propose? Why would you think that?"

"Why is that such a crazy idea? We've been together for seven years." I whisper yell.

"Because I don't want to get married. I don't ever want to get married. It's not you. It's just that I've never been interested in the idea of marriage. I don't think that a piece of paper proves anything. I'm never going to do it. I thought you knew?" He says casually.

"How would I know something like that if you have never mentioned it? I'm not psychic for fucks sake." My words come out a bit harsh. More tears start pouring from my eyes and I have no control over it. "Eric. I don't think I can…"

"Tris. Please don't do this."

I let go of his hand and get up out of the chair. "I'm sorry, but I can't do this anymore. I love you and I probably always will…but I want more. I want the fairy tale happy ending."

End of Flashback

I still think about that day. I think about it a lot. Did I make a huge mistake? Should I have gone with him to California? Is he happy? Is he seeing anyone? Does he miss me at all? Will I ever move on? Will I find my happy ending?

PLEASE REVIEW AND LET ME KNOW IF I SHOULD CONTINUE. THIS WILL BE A FOURTRIS STORY.