Giving over Caleb's things for donation is a bitter scene. It just solidifies the realization that he is gone and I might never see him again. All those moments when he annoyed me and for a second I wished he would

Robert sat on the couch with a blank expression on his face while Susan sat curled in a ball holding back her tears that were begging to burst out.

My mother rubbed my shoulder, a sad smile tugging on her lips. Meanwhile, my dad handed over Caleb's things with an angry expression on his face.

Marcus and Mr. Black stood by my father while they are not touching him their presence seems to make my father feel calmer.

Mrs. Black and Evelyn sat on the couch by Susan handing her tissues whenever a tear slipped down her cheek.

"That's all of it." My dad tells the lady who is collecting the things. 

"Okay, thank you this will make some factionless children very happy," She smiled," And I'm sorry about your son." She added before she left.

An awkward blanket of silence wraps itself around all of us and like a bunch of fools we stand there staring at each other. Anger, sadness, and betrayal squeeze around us like steel vices slowly squeezing the life from us.

"So we managed to get a three-bedroom house for you guys. We couldn't get a two-bathroom house so you will have to make due." My mother says. Her voice shatters the silence and a sense of ease swats the other strong feelings away.

I smile at her, thankful for her putting an end to the awkwardness.

"That sounds wonderful thank, you Mrs. Prior." Robert thanked my mother.

"Yes thank you."

"Thanks, mom." I smile at her.

"Are you all ready to go see your new home?" Mrs. Black asks us.

" Yes please." We all said in unison unable to contain our excitement.

All the grown-ups smiled at us and all thoughts of Caleb disappeared and maybe that isn't such a bad thing.

The afternoon sun baths us in its warmth as we walk toward our new home. It sounds so weird to say, a house that belongs to us. For the next month, this house is all ours.

The house looks like every other house, a grey block just a boring grey block.

"This is exciting." Susan squeals in excitement.  

"Yeah." I smile trying to put as much happiness through.

My mom hands Susan the key then she giddily opens the door and we all follow her inside. 

The house is empty, a grey empty box.

I wish I had gone to Dauntless.

But it is too late now this grey box is going to be my life now and I have no one to blame but myself. My stupid Divergent self. I am Divergent and that has now ruined my life and shot down my chance at real happiness. 

"The furniture should be delivered soon or maybe tomorrow depending on how backed up the department is." Mrs. Black said.

"There at least are beds in the rooms so you won't have to sleep on the floor." My mom chuckled. 

"Thank God." Robert mumbled trying his best to be quiet but I still heard him and tried my hardest not to laugh. 

But I couldn't stop a small smile from forming. Seeing my smile made Robert smile as well and Susan gave us a small smirk. 

"So what do you guys think?" Evelyn asks us.

Once again I could see a sliver of pain in her eyes. This is just another thing Tobias didn't get to do.

If he did run away then he must have had a damn good reason for putting his mother through this pain. A pain that might never go away. The pain of wondering if she will ever see her son again or if she will die never knowing what happened to him.

"It's great." I smile at her.

And just like that, the sliver of pain became smaller, and eventually, it disappears.

A loud knock on the door makes me sigh with relief, our stuff has arrived and this box of a house will become fuller. 

My dad opens the door and greets the delivery men who of course gave their condolences about my brother. By now I'm sure the entire faction is talking about Caleb and how tragic it is for us that he left. They are also probably saying what a huge traitor he is. All the normal things people say when someone leaves their faction. 

One by one they brought in the furniture and set them in the same layout as all the other houses. Once that was complete they brought in boxes of dishes we would need as well as cooking utensils and packets of food.

We took our boxes of items we brought from our homes and we went up to set up our rooms.

My mom came up to help me. Even though I don't need it it is good having her here.

"Are you alright honey?" She asks me as I pack in the last of my clothes.

"Yeah, I am." I quickly answered her. It's the only thing that will stop me from crying. I don't want to burst into tears right now.

"Beatrice."

I lean my back against the wall, hot tears are pooling up in my eyes but I force them away before they can escape.

"I can't believe he left us."

"I know," She gives me a small and sad smile," But I'm sure it was just a last-minute decision after his aptitude test."

"I don't think it was." I shake my head.

"What makes you say that dear?"

"We found textbooks under a floorboard which was under Caleb's desk.  He has probably been planning on leaving for who knows how long now." I sob. This time I didn't stop the tears that are now flowing down my cheeks like little streams that quickly became rivers. 

Her face sinks at the mention of the hidden books. She probably feels as bad as I do. I didn't know about the books, I didn't know my brother. But she missed this which means she didn't know her son as well as she thought which sounds way worse.

"Well, then at least he was comfortable enough to go where he knew he belonged. At least he didn't feel like he had to stay here for us."

Jerk got to do the thing I couldn't.

"Yeah, at least he did that."

***

As soon as we were all done packing up our parents left.

It is getting late so we took turns having a quick bath and got ready for bed.

"Night guys." Susan calls out to us as she heads to her room.

"Night!" Robert yells from his room. 

"Night." 

Just as I was about to get into my bed a loud cry came from Susan's room. Not long after Robert's door creaks open and I hear him rush into Susan's room.

I roll over and put a pillow over my head drowning out Susan's cries as I manage to finally drift off to sleep.