So this is Tobias' pov of chapter 16 of Skipping Stones. I enjoy writing in his pov for this fic to be honest.
This is the raunchiest thing I have ever written it is 4 in the morning and that's probably why. But enjoy, and if you haven't read chapter 16 the latest one then don't read this first because it gives away so much!
ALL MAJOR TYPOS IN THIS SHOULD BE FIXED!
I take the tray out of Tris' hands and carefully set it on one of the bowls. I decided that if I made dessert I could show of just a little bit. I had such high hopes for today being a good day, two years ago I met Tris and I knew that either way whether it was friendship or more she had to be a permanent spot in my life.
Needless to say today was going good, until I had went home to grab dessert and found a letter from my father. I see my hands shake and I ball them into fists and stand up to look at Natalie.
"Do you need any help?" Please say yes, please. I need something to do. Something to give my mind to focus on, other than that letter.
"No thank you dear. I have it." She shakes her head and I jam my hands into my pockets.
"If you do," I look at the door. "I'll be outside then." I leave through the living room. I need out.
Out.
Out.
Out.
I place my hand on Daniel's head, a very good and bright kid. If I wanted a sibling it would be him. "You look good Mrs. Abilene." I smile kissing her cheek. Her hand pushes at my face and I stand up turning to face Andrew.
"Hello, son." My heart thuds. Son. He pats my back.
I need out.
Soon.
I walk out the back door, I feel like I can't breathe. Son. I lean against the tree in the Prior yard and my hands fumble for a cigarette.
It makes the third letter I have received recently, one from him, one from my mother, and the third. It was a letter from Zoe.
"I wish you wouldn't" I almost jump I didn't know Tris was here, I'm usually so aware of her presence. How long has she been there?
I close my eyes. "Wouldn't." Wouldn't what? Be here and stressed?
"Smoke so much." Her hand cards through my hair and I almost groan. "I worry." She would worry, I love that about her. I've never had someone worry about me so much. Other than Hana Pedrad. "Did something happen?" Her voice is quiet and her hand leaves my head, I want it back.
Did something happen?
I smile. I can't tell her about this yet. I love her worrying but she doesn't need to worry about this. "No." I put the cigarette back. I wonder if her parents know I smoke? I wonder what they think.
She leans in, hands on my shoulders. I almost moan when I see her bite her lip, I swear she does it on purpose sometimes, she has to. Her lips meet mine and my hands move to her hips.
Maybe we could get away with a quickie. It is our two year anniversary.
But she'll know something is wrong if we jump straight to that, and I have to make her believe nothing is.
"So, what's for dinner?" I pull her down on my lap and nose at her hair. She says something, I really couldn't care less about dinner. Mrs. Prior's cooking is amazing she could probably convince me to eat mashed potatoes. I kiss Tris' neck.
I wonder if they'd freak out if I left a mark on her neck before dinner. I nearly was killed trying to get my pants zipped that day on the couch.
Girls are evil.
"I love family dinner with you." I hope she doesn't know that I never had this. Family dinner. That dinner was a tense affair. I squeeze her then let her go. I'm not helping myself get in the mood, might as well as not force her into the mood either.
"My parents love having you over." She smiles, her hair frames her face and I push it behind her ear. She presses forward, grinding herself into me. Fuck. "Hard to believe that two years ago you were just a boy walking next to me with his bike." Her hips still move.
I don't think she knows that she's doing it.
"Or that my first dinner with you wasn't awkward." She needs to get up, I smack her ass. She stands up and I get up with her. I take a deep breath, thankful that I'm only half hard. "But it could've been because we weren't into each other like that yet." She wasn't but I think I may have fallen hard, especially since I pissed Eric off so much thinking about her. "Or well I may have been you know attracted to your extreme beauty." I was attracted to that mouth of hers I didn't even know how it'd look around me or feel against my lips, but damn I loved every word that came out.
She smiles and my hand comes up to tilt her face to me. Have I kissed her lately? I probably should. I don't know about her but I may die if I don't kiss her soon. I let my lips touch her lips. My tongue prods at her teeth. Her tongue barely touches mine before she pulls her face to the side, I move my hand off her backside. When did I even move it down there?
"Don't worry." She whispers into my ear. "I wanted your dick that night too." Her body presses closer to mine like I like it. Fuck! "And I may want it tonight too."
I lick my lips. "Don't push me woman. I will take you right here and right now." Right on the grass of her back yard in front of the windows. "Dinner be damned." Everyone in the house be damned. I look at her then take her hand. I lead her inside and head to the kitchen.
"I can help set the table, Natalie." I smile. I grab plates, the thought of how I know where everything in her house is pretty scary.
As we're eating Andrew asks me about how I am, I quickly change the topic and ask about how his work is. I find it somewhat interesting. A bit helpful about what's going on in town. I catch little bits of Natalie telling the boys of the story about the old man and the wooden bowl.
I reach down and tap Tris' knee, her hand in mine is the only thing missing. I arrange our hands and brush my thumb against hers. I can't help smiling at her when we're all done eating. I hope she likes my dessert.
I announce what I made and leave. I open the fridge and take a deep breath this is my mother's favorite dish, she would make it for me when father wasn't home.
I sit down once everyone has a plate and Natalie smiles. I explain how my mother's mother had made this for her and my mother for me. I hear Natalie exclaim something in Italian and I smirk.
I don't think Tris told them that I'm not pure blooded American.
Andrew asks if the family ever showed Natalie how to make this and she shakes her head and says thank you in Italian. I see her eyes widen and her mouth opens, almost like she's going to explain the Italian to me.
"No, thank you for letting me be able to do this for you." I tell her in Italian and I see her eyes go wide. She asks if I'm part Italian and I tell her yes. Tris explains to her father that my Grandma was full blood Italian and I take a deep breath.
I let it out when Natalie asks if I'm three quarters normal American. I poke the gelatin and shake my head, my polish tongue coming easy. I explain that my father was Polish and my hand on my leg tightens, nails biting into my palms. The letter and my heritage making me feel bitter. I'm ruining this I should've said yes, that I was only Italian and American. They're going to hate me. The Polish aren't well liked because of their attitude towards blacks. I tell them what my father would tell me that I'm a mongrel.
"Those upstairs folks didn't break into your apartment again did they?" Abilene whispers and I shake my head.
"No, ma'am." I scratch my jaw, the folks upstairs. Mrs. Lewis' husband doesn't like me. Him and his friends broke into my apartment one day while I was gone, thankfully it was a day Tris wasn't talking to me. The broke some records and my TV and fridge. A lot of stuff was thrown about.
Natalie and Andrew get up Tris kisses my cheek and they leave the room.
Shit!
Shit!
Daniel frowns at me. "Do you think they'd kick us out if we told them that our mother was Polish?" I bite my lip and remember when Charlie had told me that a doctor wouldn't see his mother when she went into labor with their sister. How she died in childbirth because it was at home and how the baby died an hour later. How their father, a mixed man and Abilene's son, had drank himself to death only dying when he got behind the wheel and drove into the river.
"No." I shake my head. "I don't think they'd do that. They might not want me seeing their daughter anymore though. And that might mean I won't be seeing you a lot."
Charlie frowns. "But why? They're so nice."
"Because I'm Polish, and being Polish like me and how I grew up makes me dangerous." My stomach squeezes at my plate. I can't finish my dessert. What use to cheer me up now may only break my heart.
When they walk back into the dining room Tris doesn't look at me, my heart thuds. Andrew clears his throat.
"Well Tobias, are we going to learn why your nickname was Four?"
I want to smile and laugh and tell them because that was the age I killed a man. But I feel like that wouldn't be a joke to them. Natalie helps Abilene, but she looks at me every so often, eyes sad. A motherly look.
"To be honest I don't even know why my friends started calling me that either. I just shrugged and went with it." Fat lie, I do know what it is for. "I do need to head home. I got a letter today from friend who," I poke my food once, what can I say? I decide to lie about all three letters that I need to read. "His mother and father are going through a divorce and he doesn't want to be there for any of that so he probably sent me an update. Poor kid. Only fifteen."
I say my goodbyes and tell them they can keep the rest of the Panna Cotta until it's gone, or bad before leaving. I leave the truck for Tris, and head home on foot. I pass the flower shop and back step I smile and go in.
"Hello, Tobias!" Christina's mother smiles at me from the back row of flowers.
"Hello."
"What can I do for you today?" She wipes her hands on her apron.
"Got a flower that says 'I'll still love you even though I may have fucked up beyond all hope." I scratch the back of my head and look away.
"What did you do to that girl now?" She frowns.
I close my eyes. "Why can't I be the one that fucks me over?" I say in Polish. Christina's mother's eyes widen and her mouth opens in a little o. "Tris knew for a while that my mother was half Italian and my father was full blooded polish. Well it came up during dinner and now Tris won't look at me. I'm sure Andrew and Natalie hate me. I don't hate blacks! I'm not like that! I'm not going to lie and say I don't see color because I do. I mean as a person who's not American and has to deal with discrimination you can't ignore what makes someone else be discriminated against." I start to pace. "Fuck! I love her and now something like this I mean I won't force her to sneak off to see me she deserves more than a back road romance. I mean she's only in high school, Tris has college and she could meet someone there and I'm just the small town fling." I cover my face, knowing that tears are leaving my eyes. I am that back town fling. She'll move and find someone else, and I don't know why that hurts so much.
Isn't that why I've been trying to have her break up with me so many times before? When I cut back on the touches, the kisses, when I repeatedly ask her to marry me knowing that she will always say no. Love is foolish, and I'm stuck in the middle like a complete ass.
I feel hands on me and Christina's mother is rocking me. "Now I don't know where all this is coming from but you are one of the best things to happen to that girl. Her eyes have life in them and she smiles more, a genuine smile not one put there to be polite."
I shake my head. She can have that with anyone.
"You listen here! I know how she was before you, you don't and that girl has changed. She talks more, she gets out more, for the first time I'm sure that Natalie wouldn't care if you kicked down her front door and took all Andrew's grandma's china as long as you continued to make Beatrice smile. They're probably worried about what you might do while in Chicago with your background. Now as for a flower Hibiscus means you are consumed with love I can give you that."
I stand up and run a hand down my face. I'm not going to lie for a minute it actually felt nice to cry and be held. Something my mother used to do. She hands me a plant and I try to pay for it and she won't take my money.
"That's for free, how about a bribe to be Will's best man." She smiles and scrunch my nose.
"Will there be cake? Like chocolate cake?"
"Yes I'll make a small chocolate cake for you." She crosses her arms and I nod.
"Deal." I head home and set the plant on my coffee table. I cut a flower off and put it in a box. If Tris really likes it I'll giver her the plant, but I'm really liking it on my coffee table.
I write a note and watch the clock, I'll talk to her. I won't ask what her parents said because if it's important she'll tell me.
I startle awake and curse it's a quarter past one in the morning. I grab the letter for Tris and slip out the door. It's cold for a March night, that's how I find my teeth chattering as I tap on Tris' window. At first I think she may be asleep but I notice that she's not in her sleeping position then I see her eyes flick towards the window before rolling over and pressing her face into her pillow. I continue to tap, maybe she thinks it's just a noise?
After a few minutes I give up and climb down. I walk around the house, for a moment I think I see her walking through the living room. She's coming to meet me outside. I give a small smile. I stand on the porch when my heart stops.
She's not coming outside.
We're done and she doesn't know how to tell me.
I turn from the door and walk down the steps. I guess it's better now then never right? Two years was good. Two years was great!
To me at least.
I use the pen in my pocket to scratch out my message and put a small apology. Because I am, I'm sorry that I wasted her evening and maybe Christina's mother was wrong about Tris. I close my eyes. Not Tris, Beatrice. Ms. Prior. She was wrong about Ms. Prior.
I walk down the street before turning into a light jog, I'm running by the time I get on my street, I run past my building and next thing I know I'm outside the motel. Rebecca likes to stay here now.
I knock on the door and she answers.
"Jesus Christ! Tobias it's almost three!" She glares at me and I grab her face and press my lips to hers.
She pulls away and gives me a look. "What?" I step inside and she shuts the door.
"What's going on with you?"
I fall down on the bed. I tell her what happened since dinner and she straddles my lap. "And you want to lose yourself in me? Now you see why I used to do that? It's so easy to lose yourself in sex isn't it?"
I tilt my head back and she kisses my chin, my neck. I let her take my hand and place it on her breast. I can do this. I lean forward and kiss her.
It's later that I almost cry, almost cry at how different she is with me. How we're not made for each other, her hips rut against mine on the bed, my hand cups her face. Our lips never part. This isn't love, this is mindless sex. I pull away.
"I can't." I sit up and button my pants. I take a deep breath, I'm so in love with Tris I can't do this. Even when it got down to us dry humping. I sit back against the headboard. Rebecca dresses and lies down.
She falls asleep before I do and I realise I can't go back home and sleep in that bed that I've had Beatrice in. Rebecca stretches in her sleep and I climb out of bed. I sleep on the couch that's a few feet from the bed. A pillow hits me and I sit up.
"It's almost one, you should head home. Change at least. Go eat." Rebecca is dressed. "I have to head out. If you do see Beatrice and she doesn't want to talk to you still, don't go after her, Tobias. I would say if she does, for some reason, talk to you and everything goes back to "normal" then don't hang around because that's not normal to ignore someone then go on like it was no big fucking problem." She waves as I leave.
When I head back to my apartment, Charlie is sitting in front of my door.
"There you are! Stephanie said these were for you!" Daniel pulls away from the wall, a flower pot in his hands. A Yellow Tulip, Charlie is holding a white flower. I unlock my door and they walk in setting them on my counter before hugging me and leaving. I shower standing with my head under the spray I end up sitting in the tub, head against my knees. Flowers?
When I climb out and get dressed I head into the kitchen. I look at the note that Daniel set next to the pots. I open it and sit on the couch.
Tobias,
Beatrice came by this morning and explained her side of what happened. All I can say is that you two need to talk she however did ask about flowers so I told her to give you these, well by give I mean I told her what they meant and had Daniel and Charlie deliver them. Yellow Tulips are a symbol of being hopelessly in love which both of you are, just like every young couple but unlike all young couples this is where the white Chrysanthemums come in. You both are loyally in love, you'd never stray for other's company or you couldn't be unloyal and cheat. You also lack this quality but hopefully after today you will have gained it, truthfulness!
-Stephanie.
I press my hand against my mouth and close my eyes. I grab my keys and head out. I pull up to the school and cut the engine, it should be Tris' last class. I put the kickstand down and climb off the bike. I hear the bell ring and I light a cigarette. I watch kids run out the door, I get a few looks from girls passing by. Maybe I should have put an actual shirt instead of the sleeveless on.
I see Will and Christina exit out the door, holding hands. I almost yell when I notice three girls stop in between them and me. They look at me, eyes wide and I raise an eyebrow. I see Tris join Christina and Will, she's not wearing a jacket. Her tattoo is on display. I pull the cigarette out and blow smoke. The three girls start pushing each other. They're acting just like some of Lauren's friends did around me.
Soon Will leads Christina and Tris over to the girls. Tris wrinkles her nose and rolls her eyes. One girl unbuttons her blouse some and I stand up straighter, this has just gotten interesting. She fluffs her hair back and walks towards me swaying her hips. I put the cigarette back between my lips and I know that a smile is on my face when Tris' head turns and her mouth opens in a somewhat angry gesture, I see her mouth 'fucking bastard.' and I give the girl in front of me my full attention.
"Hi I'm Debbie," she looks at me through half lidded eyes. Her kind of girl always did scare me so straight forward, the kind that would eat you alive. The type I'd stare at with Zeke before I met Tris. I shake her hand. Best to not say anything to her. I raise an eyebrow and look at her friends, winking.
Why not. I know that if today works out Tris is going to be in my bed and it's her that I'm still going to love five minutes from now.
"So what are you doing here? You're not a student here, seem to old to be here." She twirls her hair and I pull the cigarette out and blow. I laugh on the inside, I wonder how ridiculous I look.
A teacher comes over, face red. He glares at me. "Are you smoking?"
"Well I'm not sure, Debbie am I on fire?" I can't help but say. The man gets redder and points at me.
"You're not a student here, I can have you removed and banned!" Can he get any redder? I put the cigarette back between my lips. "You can't have that here! Mrs. Lindon tell your friend to get rid of that!"
The girl giggles and steps closer. "Yes, Sir. I think you should get rid of that, Before he has a bitch fit." I blow out smoke and the man scowls, I laugh. I'm usually not this disrespectful towards adults but something about him makes me not like him.
"I think you should get rid of that also." I turn my head and Tris is standing next to the man, arms crossed. She has a small frown on her face, her eyes flick towards the girl in front of me and I drop the cigarette and step on it. Debbie's mouth drops.
I get on my bike and look at Tris. "You coming over or should I drop you off at home?" I know I should just ask her to talk to me but I'm going to leave it up to her.
"I'm coming over. Bye Will! Bye Christina!" She yells and waves and my face breaks out into a smile.
"Bye ladies." I say to the girls and then scoot forward for Tris."Ready to go, babe?" I turn my head, searching. Her lips touch mine. I kick the kickstand up and start the engine. Her arms wrap around my waist and I wave to Christina and Will before driving off. I pull up beside the building, parking my bike in the back where I normally park it. Away from the bastards upstairs. We walk the half block to the building, we're at the side where there aren't any windows when Tris grabs my arm and I turn. She looks at me.
"I-" I don't get far before her lips crash into mine.
"Your apartment. Now." She growls at me and I pick her up, swinging her over my shoulder like a sack of flour. My hands decide to fail me when I put the key in the door. She laughs and I curse. I lean over and bite her thigh softly that gets me a smack on my ass.
I get the door open and I'm removing her shoes as she drops her bag. I step out of my shoes as we enter the bedroom. I feel her teeth work the skin of my shoulder and I groan.
"Babe. Babe!" I tangle a hand in her hair. "My love, stop. I kinda want to last."
"No, need you. Want you. Now!"
I throw her on the bed and she bounces, laughing. I reach behind me and pull my shirt off. Her hands reach up and pull her shirt off so she sits in her bra. I kneel on the bed leaning over to kiss her.
One of her hands rubs my chest and trails down my stomach, a finger hooks into the waistband before undoing the button. I feel myself get harder. She whimpers and pulls her hand away as I pull down her pants. I stare at her and she reaches down to rub a hand down her mound through her panties. Her teeth catch her bottom lip and I swear my eyes roll back in my head.
She's going to kill me one day. I tell her as much and she laughs.
"Come on, Tobias." She breathes against my neck.
I get up to get rid of my jeans and boxers then I straighten. "Fuck hold on!" I walk into the living room to grab the box of condoms where we left them a few days ago. I grab one and walk back into the bedroom and nearly swallow my tongue. She's sitting with her back flush against the bed and her thighs resting against her spread. Her calves are in the air, feet pointing up toes curled. Her fingers are working against her clit before sliding down to sink into her. The one hand that isn't in her is slapping at the bed.
"Come on! Come on!" She yells at me. Eyes wide, pleading. "Come here! Please!"
I lean against the door. "I kinda like this show."
She frowns and pulls out her fingers just to push four back in. "Fine then I will come and then raid your fridge while you go take a cold shower."
"Jesus!" I almost trip trying to get to her and the bed. I climb between her thighs and watch her hand for a few seconds before she stops, sits up and I find myself on my back. She tears open the condom and grabs my dick. Her hand moves on my dick for a few strokes, thumb sliding through the bead of liquid at the top. She rolls the condom on and then straddles me.
"Do you think Debbie thought of doing this?" She looks at me, smile on her face.
"Who?" I stare at her, her face, where I'm almost in her. Tris sinks down a little so the tip of me is inside her and I moan. "Seriously, Tris who? I don't know! I don't care, please baby!"
Fuck she'll kill me one day.
She sinks onto me, and the gasps when my hips jump. I don't think she gives herself time to adjust before she rises on her knees and sinks back down. "Fuck!" My hands go for her hips, I think I squeeze too hard. What did she tell me a few months ago? Something about me being a rough lover.
My hips move with hers and she throws her head back moans bouncing off the walls. I hear stomping from upstairs and Tris stops.
"Did she just stomp?" Tris looks at me, hair sticking to her damp forehead.
"Mrs. Lewis doesn't like you over here much." I smirk. "Up." I smack her bare ass.
"What?" Tris looks hurt.
"Up." She gets up and I do too before pushing her back on the bed. I crawl between her legs, her calves rest on my shoulders as I push back into her. "Be as fucking loud as you want, my love."
She giggles that changes to moans as I thrust against her. One hand grips her thigh that's resting along my bicep the other braces my weight on the bed. I kiss her lips before ducking my head to suck at her nipples. The noises out of her mouth get louder as my hips pick up speed. By now Mrs. Lewis is yelling, I laugh before burying my face in Tris' neck when she tightens around me.
"Tobias!" One of her hands pats my head. "I'm gonna."
"Then do it." I suck at her neck, under her jaw. "Just do it. I got you."
Her body squeezes and she tips her head back a cry tearing itself from her throat as she comes. I follow close behind, I'm sure I sound like some miserable animal when I come. I rest against her and then kiss along her tattoo.
"So everyone saw it." I pant then roll off of her she cuddles up next to me and I pull the sheet over us. She kisses my sweat soaked chest humming. Her hand reaches down to run a finger up and down my length, that decides to give a poor excuse for a twitch before she peels the condom off, and I kiss her head.
"Yeah." She kisses my lips, her tongue finding mine. We do that for a while before she pulls away. "Three different boys asked me to prom."
"Oh, did they?" I raise an eyebrow. "Maybe I should piss on everything they love."
She laughs, "I told them I was already going with someone."
"Lucky someone." I smile. "That is a really good tattoo." I run my fingers down the side of her breast. "I think I may take you at prom over a table now."
"Well Mr. Richards, the teacher who was yelling at you worries that you're forcing me into something because I have this. Then told me no man would want me because of something so unsavory on my body." I raise and eyebrow and sit up. "Told me it was ruining my beautiful body." She looks at me, her grey blue eyes flashing with anger.
"I kill him first when I take over this fucking town." I lean down and kiss her. "You can be my right hand woman and we'll make an example of him together. We could runaway."
"Do what for a living?" She smiles."
"Rob banks." I kiss her then pull back. "you were five and I was six we rode on horses made of sticks. I wore black you wore white, you would always win the fight. Bang bang you shot me down bang bang I hit the ground, bang bang that awful sound, bang bang my baby shot me down. Seasons came and changed the time I grew up I called you mine. You would always laugh and say remember when we used to play." I sing to her. My hands pushing hers to the bed. I'm hard already and her legs part so I can slide into her.
"Bang bang you shot me down, bang bang I hit the ground. Bang bang that awful sound, bang bang my baby shot me down. Music played and people sang, just for me the church bells rang. After echoes from a gun, we both vowed that we'd be one. Now you're gone I don't know why, sometimes I cry. You didn't say goodbye, you didn't take the time to lie. Bang bang you shot me down, bang bang I hit the ground. Bang bang that awful sound, bang bang my baby shot me down." I finish and her arms wrap around me. My hips move slowly against hers.
When we're done, I look at her. "Do you want a wash cloth?"
"No thank you. I kinda like just laying here." She smiles.
"With my come between your thighs?" I roll on to my side.
"Rather have it between mine than someone else's." She pokes my nose.
Her eyes are sleepy, there are bruises on her neck and chest just how she likes. I sigh and hum the tune from the song I sung her earlier.
"We could be like Bonnie and Clyde." She giggles. "But no really dangerous stuff okay? Maybe raise a small family. Own a dog?"
"Okay." I kiss her cheek and she kisses me.
"Maybe a cat too."
"You have this all planned out, tell me how many kids are we having?"
"At least two, maybe three? Four, five, six. Seven." She starts counting on her fingers.
"That many? Why?"
"Well when we're married that means no condoms and no birth control and I really don't expect me not to get pregnant a lot. Especially with how good you are." She stretches and I watch how her chest pushes out.
"We're like those kids that just discovered sex." I groan. "I like it." I smile and kiss her.
"You know that new cashier they got to take Stephanie's place?"
"Yeah." I thumb her nipple and lean down.
"He's a dick."
"I could tell that he was a dick." I kiss her tattoo and squeeze her waist with my other hand. God how I love this girl.
So like I said I enjoy writing in his pov so much. Uhm any sex scenes in his pov will be 100% more raunchier sorry.
Song is Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) by Cher. I love that song.
If you ever want something from Skipping Stones in Tobias' POV or a one shot of something ask I will do it.
