Dinner was by far the worst and most awkward I've had in a while, maybe even ever. After Four's little brother hugged me, his father glared at me all night. Four barely talked to me and his mother asked all these weird question about my family that I didn't want to answer. My family is a little dysfunctional and I prefer to keep it to myself.
After the halfway point in dinner I excused myself to the washroom. Four got up and followed me.
"Hey, I uh, I'm sorry about that." He says scratching his neck again. He does that a lot. Suddenly he drops his arm and lets it fall to his side. "Why are you living with Caleb? Why not your parents?" he looks genuinely curious but also incredulous at the same time.
"I don't really want to talk about it…" I trail off. "I just, um, I'm just going to use the washroom." I walk down the hallway before Four speaks again.
"That's not the way to the washroom." He says but I just keep walking, I know where I'm going, it's called the front door. Just as I grab the handle Four grabs my arm. "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was a sensitive topic. Maybe we can talk over a coffee sometime? Strictly friends." I think for a moment before I nod accepting the offer.
As I walk to my house Four is still by my side. We started talking and laughing and I was upset when we got to the door, I didn't want it to end and be awkward again. I open the door and lean on the frame. We say our goodbyes and I close the door behind me smiling.
I wake up feeling refreshed and awake. And then scared, Four was standing right above me his face hovering over my own.
"OH MY GOD! WHAT THE FUCKING HELL!" He jumped back surprised.
"Sorry." He mumbles. I look at myself then quickly pull the cover over my head with a squeak. My hair looks like I stuck my finger in a power socket, I'm in my blue pyjamas and I'm not wearing a bra. I also didn't take my makeup off before collapsing into my deep slumber last night so I most likely have raccoon eyes, lip stick all over my face and look just completely ugly and like a monster.
"Get out!" I yell from under the covers. At that point I feel fingers through my sheets tickling me. Curse my ticklishness. Laughing and squirming I roll right of the side of the bed. Why does this feel so familiar? Oh well. Four is no longer tickling me but I'm still curled up and squirming, after a while he whispers something in my ear that makes me freeze. I slowly separate myself from the warmth of the blankets and stand. "Thanks." I mumble in response to his comment. He nods his head in reply, cheeks pink.
After I get dressed Four and I are walking to the mall so he can help me pick out a dress for Caleb's wedding. He's 21 and is getting married to a beautiful girl named Susan. She is extremely nice and she was the one that proposed to Caleb. She is selfless but knows when to stand for someone. We've talked often and she asked me to be her bride's maid. Even though I'm not the girly type, I still said yes in an instant. I get to pick out the dress we all wear and I don't think I could choose on my own, so I brought Four along to tell me what looks good.
When we get to the mall and Four and I were looking for a good store to go to, two guys shouted at us from across the mall. Four turned to look, smiled, and started walking away from me. I yelled and ran after him after a couple of seconds. When I caught up to him with his long legs, the boys were deep in conversation.
"-so then-"
"-But what about-"
"-how about Lauren? She's hot!"
At that comment all heads turned to the boy who spoke. "Really Uriah?" Four asked. "Lauren? You mean the town slut? She'll sleep with anyone who has a dick." Right at that moment Four seemed to remember I was there. "Oh, sorry. Umm, this is Tris. She moved into the house next to me." He blushed and starting scratching the back of his neck again. He seemed to do that when he was uncomfortable.
"You okay dude?" The one I still don't know the name of asked.
"Yeah." Four responded. I cleared my throat just loud enough for him to hear and he got the message. "Right! This is Zeke," He pointed to the shortest one "and Uriah." I already knew that from listening to their conversation but I didn't speak up. I nodded and the guys started talking again.
I saw the perfect dress in a store window so I left to get a closer look at it. When I had taken no more than 5 steps away from the gang of boys, Four turned around and asked me where I was going.
"I'm just going to look at the dress." I said pointing to the display in the window. HE nodded and started following me, the others trailing behind him.
I get the dress in my size and walk to the change rooms. The three guys wait outside the door for me to show off the outfit. When I do, all three jaws drop to the floor.
"Wow." They said simultaneously.
"Should I take that as a yes?" They all nodded their head frantically. Out of the blue, my phone starts ringing. Caleb.
"Hey. What's up?" I said.
"I'm bored."
"Turn on the TV."
"Can't. Powers out." Really? This will be awesome to come home to. A dark room, an immature brother. And yet more glass dishes. Great.
"Call a friend. And don't say I'm your friend. Call Susan! Has she heard from you in the last 3 days?" I don't know how the poor girl puts up with him sometimes.
"She, umm, well. She's pregnant."
"WHAT?!" I shout. I never heard this news. "Why the hell aren't you with her right now then?!"
"Well," He sounds hesitant. "It's… it's complicated."
"What kind of complicated? Caleb, what's going on? Talk to me!"
"Please Tris, just drop it."
"No, Caleb.
"IT'S NOT MY KID TRIS! SHES HAVING SOME OTHER MANS CHILD!" He screams.
What?
AN: Cliff hanger! Don't hate me please! Sorry it's taken so long to write, but school is almost over and I will have more time to write over the summer. Can't wait till then. Anyways I quite possibly split my tooth today. Last time I take food from my friends… Love you all so much for reading. Don't be a silent reader comment and everything! See you.
