Tris walked up the hill to the simulation room, without a clue of why she was there. Four paced in front of her looking a bit nervous which Four never was. He was always fearless. Tris couldn't quite read his emotions there was something nervous in his face, but nothing recalled that he was scared or frightened. Just nervous.
He opened the door for her and she looked around again to see the simulation room with the metal chair and everything looking pristine and neat. Tris looked back at Four to see if he was still nervous. He was twiddling his thumbs and he looked sweaty. His tight, black shirt settled around his tense muscles.
"Why am I up here Four?" Tris asked kind of impatiently
Four bit his lip.
"I wanted to... ask you something" He said anxiously.
Tris sat down.
"Yeah?" She said and leaned back casually in the chair.
"I like you." Four blurted then stared at Tris
Tris chewed on her bottom lip and sighed. The Abnegation in her came back and she said
"Listen, Four, I like you, like, you've helped me throughout this challenge and you've given me tips and been a friend," she started and he gave a weak smile.
"But I don't think I could be more than friends with you. So don't start to get too attached" she said, attempting at a joke. He didn't smile.
She got up patted his hand awkwardly and walked to the door. Tris was afraid she had hurt his feelings. He had helped her so much throughout this experience and she had just thought they would be acquaintances. She looked back at him before she opened the door, then left with a sad frown and teary eyes.
Four sat and minutes past while he stayed motionless on the chair. Why had he acted so weak as to tell Tris that he liked her? He was being weak right now as to let his emotions show. He shook himself out of this funk he was in. He had to be Dauntless and shake off that she didn't like him. It was no big deal. He stood up looking confident but on the inside he was crying buckets of tears. He couldn't tell anyone that he had been vulnerable like this.
Back at the headquarters Tris stayed wide awake in her bed listening to nothing. The silence was deafening. She couldn't bear this feeling. She didn't even know what she felt. Sadness? Betrayal? Sympathy? She heard footsteps. That must be Four she thought. She cracked one eye open to see him staring at her motionless body. His eyes seemed sad yet so cold. Cold like they always are. Four must be slowly getting over it! She tried to think, happily. But yet she still felt horrid and rotten inside.
The next morning Christina saw that Tris looked sad.
"Hey are you okay?" she asked, clearly concerned
Tris looked up.
"Yeah, I'm... Fine" She answered
Christina raised an eyebrow
"No you're not" Christina started and Tris bit her lip
"I can tell when people are lying, Tris, you might as well not even try." Christina stated and Tris looked down at her shoes
"Listen, you have to promise not to tell anyone even if someone asks you. I know you're Candor but with this secret you have to promise not to say anything. This is a really big deal." Tris said and Christina had a worried look on her face.
"Okay, I think I can keep this secret. I promise" Christina replied nervously.
Tris took a deep breath and whispered "Last night Four took me up to the simulation room and he told me that he likes me. I told him that I wasn't interested and now I'm worried I hurt his feelings. I've been worried about it all day and it won't get out of my head." Christina pulled her in for a hug to comfort her then said
"Talk to him. It'll make you feel better" Tris smiled and hugged Christina again
"Thanks, I'll talk to him after the fights today." Tris said and sat down to eat.
After lunch all of the initiates gathered to start the fights. It was the first day of fights and everyone was either nervous or excited. Tris was all nervs. She looked up at the list of names to see hers wasn't next to anyone's.
Eric explained "There are an even number of you so there is one person who won't be fighting today"
Tris was glad that she didn't have to fight today. She wasn't ready considering the state her emotions were in. All that was going on made her not want to fight and since she didn't she felt like she had lifted one brick of her shoulder but one was still there. That one was Four's feelings. She gave a small sigh of relief hoping Eric didn't hear.
The first fight was Al and Will. Tris watched nervous for the couple because they were friends of eachother's and of her's. She didn't want to see either of them hurt and probably neither did they. They fought for a bit, throwing punches and kicks at eachother when Al punched Will and he was knocked out cold. Tris couldn't take it and she ran out, not caring what Eric would do to her.
She ran for the dorm when she ran straight into Four. She stared at her feet and started to babble about it being her fault. When she looked up she saw Four's tears streaking down his face and her mouth fell open in surprise and sympathy.
"Four," she started when he gently pushed her to the side and left her alone in the hallway. She had been emotionally rattled by Will getting knocked to the floor by Al but now she was having an emotional earthquake. This was not how she wanted to be seen by anybody.
Christina came running out of the room, looked around for Tris and ran towards her.
"Are you alright? What happened? What's going on?" Christina said frantically.
Tris just stood and stared where Four had disappeared.
"He came out and he was crying. What I said has made him... Cry" Tris lulled, still stunned by Four's tears and available emotion.
Christina's eyebrows went up.
"You made... Four... Cry? Are you sure it wasn't sweat?" She asked, also stunned.
"Nope, it was all crying, Christina" Tris cried.
"Did you talk to him... At all?" Christina coaxed
Tris shook her head and spoke "He pushed me out of the way before I had the chance. The only words I said to him were apologies for bumping into him" Christina rubbed Tris' back in a friendly way.
"It will be alright. Don't worry. Try talking to him later he was just in a vulnerable state" Christina said.
After the fights, Tris hunted Four down. She was determined to speak with the guy. She had to have an honest to gosh conversation with him, about ... Well... Everything. She saw him walking down the hall to dinner when she called him out.
"Four!" he whipped around and started to run away. She was too fast.
"Come on," she sighed "Let's talk"
