A/N Aloha! You don't know how great it feels to be writing. Fanfiction is the easiest to write for me and it feels good to have some time to do it now. It's currently April so I'm finally in last quarter of my freshman year. This story has been developing for over a year now and I am so happy to have all of you on board and loving it so much! I'm not sure when this will be released but I know I can't wait for all your reviews to start flowing in!
Tris's POV
"AHHHHHHH!" I scream as I'm pulled out of bed and swung around. I look at Tobias whose laughing so hard he falls onto the bed. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Morning," he says kissing my forehead. I smack his shoulder and stand up. I immediately run to my closet so I can put on something more than my cream-white bra and thong. I was not expecting this wake up call.
"You could just leave on what you're wearing on now." He says.
"You'd like that wouldn't you?" I say giggling. I take out a white sheer top with a collar and no sleeves and a black tank top that's loose and the hem lifts at the stomach. I hold each one up to my torso for Tobias to compare them. "Which one?"
"Black." He says plainly. He crosses his feet and leans back as he watches me run around to get ready. I go to reach for my make up when Tobias tells me to stop.
"Why?"
"You look beautiful now. Putting black all over your eyes won't change that." I turn around and walk towards the bed.
"I look dead without eye shadow." I say, kneeling onto the edge.
"Well lucky for you I'm into zombies," he jokes yanking my wrist and making me fall into bed next to him. He's on top of me in seconds.
"Oh yeah?" I giggle. "Well I'm into vampires!" He grins.
"I can be a vampire," he says, kissing my neck passionately. I groan and close my eyes.
"Hey Tris," he says stopping, and looking at me.
"What?"
"You groan like a zombie," he laughs. I smile.
"Shut up and kiss me," I say pulling him close. Our lips crash together and our bodies grow closer. He flips onto his back and I roll with him. He kicks off his shoes and I realize I haven't even managed to zip up my shorts yet.
I stratle over him and he sits up so his back is against the head board. We only separate long enough for me to pull off his shirt. I slip my arms out of my shirt and the loose tank top falls to my hips.
I unbuckle Tobias's belt as he kisses my chin and works his way down to my collar bone. I put my head on his shoulder as he helps my shorts off and kicks off his own jeans. I wrap my arms around his neck and say I love you passionately into his ear. I kiss his neck quickly. He slowly lays back into the bed and unhooks my bra.
"I love you too," he says and slides it off.
I lean my head on his chest and put my left leg across his s I'm laying on my stomach. Our hands are interlocked on the other side of him. We're covered in a sheet and he has hand moving across my back under it. We speak to each other softly.
"Was that enough to make up for yesterday?" I ask.
"I believe so." He says.
"What are we doing today?"
"We already finished everything I had planned." He says. I roll my eyes. I take the sheet and stand up. I wrap it around my body as I walk towards the dresser to pick up my shirt. I look in the mirror then drop the sheet.
"Tobias," I say.
"What?"
"Tobias!" I shout.
"What?" he repeats.
"Look!" I say running back at him and jumping into my bed. I crane y neck and he moves my hair.
"Oh…my gosh." He says. "I'm so sorry." Then he laughs slightly.
"Tobias!" I yell.
"Tris, it's just a hickey calm down. It's not like you haven't given me one before." I sigh.
"What will Caleb think? Or my mom! I'm in major trouble…"
"Just have Christina cover it." He suggests.
"I can't. She doesn't cover hers. Which is stupid but she doesn't care. Besides the state she's in now she wouldn't be able to dress me properly. I don't know what to do."
"I could give you another one?"
"Four!" I pull on my bra again and dress myself in the clothes I had originally worn.
"You don't want your vampire anymore?" he teases.
"I'll pass until he gets defanged." I say. I run my hand over my neck and look at the red, almost purple area. I can tell it'll be around for a few days. I'm glad my mother isn't home this week. I pull my hair to the side and braid it loosely, even though I can't stand braids. I put a bandage on it and throw Tobias's shirt at him.
"Get out." I tell him.
"Tris!" he whines.
"If you're just gonna sit there while I freak out then you can leave." I say, even though I don't really want him to go.
"Come with me then."
"No."
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Come on, Uri wants to see you." He says.
"Fine I'll go see Uri." I say and walk out the door. He yells at me to wait but I just run down stairs, get in my car and drive. I arrive at the house five minutes before Tobias. I walk in and call for Uriah.
"He's not home." Zeke yells from the kitchen.
"You're kidding me right?" I say walking through the door way. He's making himself a sandwich.
"Nope he's with Marlene." He explains. I groan. "He tricked me."
"What"
"I'm mad at Tobias so he told me Uriah wanted me so I'd come over." He sits on the counter and takes a bite of his BLT.
"What'd he do now?" he asks. I shake out the braid and move my hair. I'm reluctant at first because I know I'll never live this down but he'd find out eventually.
"I see." He says. "Shauna got mad for the same thing before. But eventually she realized I didn't try to do it on purpose and it felt good so she didn't care. You'll get over it." He offers me a bite of his sandwich and I oblige. I decide to be mad for another hour and wait for him to say something sweet and I'll forgive him.
Just then he walked through the door. I take a soda out of the fridge and sit next to Zeke. I take another bite in front of Tobias just despite him. Uriah strolls in with a smirk on his face.
"I thought you were at Mar's?"
"Ohhhhhh yeahhhh." He says grinning.
"What happened?"
"Her parents came home." He says. Zeke high fived him and they laughed. "Oh cool, then you can hang out?" I ask. Before he can answer I grab his hand I lead him down to the basement. We sit next to each other on the couch. He turns on the TV and we watch the Sox game. Tobias comes running down the steps and sits next to me. I move closer to Uriah and put my head on his shoulder. I glare at Tobias.
"Tris," he pleads.
"No." I say.
"Come on," he begs.
"Nope." Uriah is looking at us funny.
"Look, be mad at me all you want but don't punish me by being handsy with Uriah!"
"Tris," Uriah says to me warningly.
"Fine, whatever. I'm going home." I stand up and run outside. Tobias follows Its windy out and my hair blows around crazily. I get to my car and he puts his hand on the door.
"Move."
"Why are you so mad?" he asks.
"Why are you such an idiot?"
"Maybe because I'm a guy?" he says matter-of-factly.
"That isn't an excuse!" I yell.
"Well what do you want?!" He yells back. I moan and walk away from him a few steps toward the street. My hair whips around, as if we were on the shore and the wind was coming in from the ocean.
"Can you think for a second? If my mother found out what we did I'd never see you again." I take another few steps back as I speak. "I'm not even that mad you did. I'm mad that didn't care. You're supposed to help and support me. Not laugh when I get scared!"
"I'm sorry!" he says and walks closer to me. He reaches out and puts a hand on my arm. I turn away and cross my arms. He wraps his around me tightly so I can't move. I allow myself to loosen up and I put my hands on his arms. The wind tugs at our clothes and hair, but his warmth surrounds me and I don't feel cold.
His embrace is so protecting when I close my eyes I know of no other place but in his arms. The loud cars and bright sun and scraping wind melt away. This is how I know how in love I am, and how being mad at him rather than mad about him is one of the hardest things I have to do. So I stop. I swap my feelings of anger for love and clasp his hand. He squeezes me so tight I can't breathe and lets go after a second.
I pull away from him and turn around. I hold each of his hands and keep about a foot between us. "I have to go see Christina," I tell him. He's not looking at me though. He's starring behind me and squinting his eyes.
"What is it?" I say softly and turn slowly. Just then I feel a pain in my knee and look down. There's pieces of a white shell and yellow goo dripping down my leg. I look up and see Peter with a carton of eggs sitting in the back of a jeep with other kids I haven't seen much before.
Another egg comes hurling towards me and I duck. It hits Tobias in the chest. "Hey!" he yells. I get steamed. I run towards Peter screaming. "What the hell is your problem?!" I get hit by another egg on the side of the neck.
I grab his hair and yank on it. He yelps and I pull it down so much he falls out of the jeep along with the carton of eggs. I slide them away from him with my foot and kneel down.
"How did you know we were here?" I asked.
"I didn't!" He says. I kick him in the stomach. "We didn't! I swear. We were just going to egg the house but you were here." Tobias is by my side. I grab the carton and stand up I open it but he grabs my wrist.
"Think about what you're doing" He whispers into my ear. I shrug him off and grab to eggs. He had just sat up. I take one egg and hold it in front of his nose. I hit the back of his head with the other one quickly and his nose cracks the first one. I wipe my hand up his face and the shell gets up his nose. He gags and gasps. I dump the rest of the eggs on the car.
All of his friends have already gotten out of the car and surrounded us. I cuss under my breath. One of the guys pushes my stomach against the car while a girl helps peter up. Tobias gets so angry he punches the guy right in the face and pulls me close to him. He carries me inside as fast as he can and he locks the door.
I look at him and laugh.
"What?"
"You have egg, all over you." I pick the shells off his chest and show him.
"What about your hair?" he asks, taking a large piece out and throwing it on the floor.
"Maybe I should go shower." I say.
"Do you need help?" he teases.
"No thanks, I think I can handle it." I tell him. Tobias puts my clothes in the washer while I shower, so I take an extra long one. Getting the shells out was easy. It was getting rid of the feeling of yolks all over that was the hardest. I scrubbed for a good hour. By the time I got out the water was lukewarm and my fingers were wrinkled at the tips. I hadn't realized that Tobias had already brought my clean clothes in the bathroom and neatly folded them into a pile.
When I get downstairs I don't see anyone so I go to the basement. Uriah and Zeke are fooling around with the drum set in the corner and Tobias is watching one of the Fast and Furious movies on the couch with a beer in his hand. No one notices me behind the bars that hold up the railing. I take a second to look at Tobias.
He's wearing a grey shirt with a blue flannel over it and his usual dark skinny jeans. He has one leg on the coffee table in front of him and he looks so relaxed. I don't want to disturb him but he notices me before I get the chance to walk back upstairs.
He smiles at me so I walk down as if I wasn't just staring at him. I sit next to him on the couch and he puts his arm on the back of my neck so I can lean into him. I pull my feet up to the couch and lay my hand across his chest.
"Are you feeling better?" he asks.
"Yeah," I say quietly.
"Good," he says, and kisses my forehead.
"I should go see Chris now," I say yawning. He moves my damp hair behind my ear and looks down at me.
"You've had kind of a long day," he tells me. I don't remember my response, I fall asleep before I finish saying whatever I was.
A/N um…I hope that wasn't too graphic. I did rate this T…