A/N: Hey so please review on this and tell me how it is and I appreciate you reading. I'm gonna try to have some fluff in the chapter! Please give me some ideas for the story! Sorry if it is bad I have a little case of Writer's Block. I know what I want to happen in the chapter but I don't know how to fit it in there and have it roll into the stuff. Sorry for the wait! I was writing all week and I could not finish it because I couldn't seem to figure out how to make the chapter due to my stupid Writer's Block! Then it was my brother's birthday then his party then my dad visited. PM if you don't understand the dad situation or if you want to know. I LOVE YOU GUYS!

FOUR'S POV:

"Oh my gosh thank you!" I lean in and kiss her and feel her smile on my lips and I smile back. Is it wrong to wanna never pull away? I pull away because I feel my phone vibrating. It is my home phone calling, so either my mom or my dad. Calling at 5 o'clock in the morning? Weird, I mean it is still dark out.

"TOBIAS!" A female voice says. So my mother.

"Yes mom?"

"Get home now." I hang up. Don't need to listen to her screaming at me. I kiss Tris and tell her I got to go. I hop on my motorcycle; I wonder what Tris would think of this. I am scared to go home. I don't know what is gonna happen. My dad will probably beat me for not being home last night. I make it home and swing open the door to see my father standing there with his belt in his hand. Uh oh. He grabs me and throws me on the floor and hits me again and again and again and keeps going and I scream out in pain and I can feel that he is grinning he hits me again even harder. He drops the belt and I reach for it to defend myself but he grabs the collar of my shirt and punches me in the eye and I can sense I will have a black eye. He shoves me down and looks at me. I run to my room and make a barrier so he can't get in. I open the window and climb out and down the tree that is right there.

I ride back to Zeke's house. That's when I hear a scream.

TRIS'S POV:

I decide to walk home because I forgot Chris brought me here and she already left. I start walking when I feel a large hand clasp over my mouth. I start screaming but it is too muffled to do any good. I start flailing my arms around, but another pair of hands grabs my arms and ties them together behind my back. And another pair of hands ties a blindfold around my eyes. So three people so I can't beat them. Three against one?

"You better keep your mouth shut, Stiff!" I recognize that voice – Peter! He puts his hand on my back and pushes me forward. I have to at least fight a little bit. I bite the hand on my mouth as hard as I can – I keep biting even though I taste blood. I eventually feel my top set of teeth touch my bottom teeth, so I must have bitten the fleshy part between the index finger and the thumb. The guy lets out a scream and tries to pull his hand out of my mouth but he can't budge because I clamped my teeth together so he can't. I start grinding my teeth so I widen the bite. That's when another pair of hands pull my mouth apart. So there is four people. The guy frees his hand and I get hit with something hard across the head. White heat rushes through me and I know it would've been pain if I was not coursing with adrenaline. I get pushed against something cold and round. We couldn't have walked all the way to the dam, could we? I kick wherever I can and then I feel that I hit someone and kick frantically in the same place and keep hitting them. I hear someone fall to the ground with pain. Must've kicked them where it counts. I frantically pull my blindfold off and am shocked by my view. Molly is there, kneeling over Drew who is on the ground. Peter is bent over obviously in pain. Al is sitting there against the concrete around the dam clutching his hand. I must have bitten him. Peter recomposes and comes over to me and starts punching me repeatedly. "I'm going to make you regret that, Stiff." I start to feel as if I am going to black out but I decide against it. He puts his hand up my shirt and starts touching and squeezing my chest area. He pushes me onto the floor and lays on top of me and starts touching me all over.

"Stop! Don't touch me! Stop touching me! Get off of me." I say as I feel bile coming up my throat.

"Oh, Stiff. I will stop touching you. It's not like there even is anything to touch." He says eyeing me from head to toe. Then he picks me up by the neck and hangs me over the railing. "Your dad," my dad? What about my dad? "Should've never became a government leader." What? Why? What is he talking about? "My dad was put on trial and your dad got to decide his fate. My father was put on trial for rape. Your dad gave him the death penalty. That night my mom committed suicide. You little Stiff! Your dad caused me to become an orphan. Now he will feel the pain of loss." I hear running footsteps and I feel my eyes start to droop. I hear punches and kicks and I see a tall figure over Drew. Al must've ran off because I don't see him anywhere. The figure starts to come over to Peter and that's when Peter drops me. I stretch my arms over towards the railing and I feel a pain in my shoulders and feel the cold railing under my arms. I feel myself blacking out. I see the figure come over to me and pull me up and over the railing and then holds me against his chest. I take in his smell. Metal and cologne.

"Tris," he mutters and then he starts stroking my hair. I see a glimpse of his face and see his deep blue eyes.

"Four." I croak. That's when I black out.

FOUR'S POV:

"Four." She croaks. Then her eyes close and she is unconscious. I stand up with her in my arms and run. I run to my motorcycle. I hop and position Tris in my arms so I can still hold on to the handles. I drive to Zeke's house because I can't go home. When I get there I get off and gather Tris up in my arms. I run up to the door and knock. Zeke's parents are out of town so I won't wake them up.

"WHAT?!" Zeke answers. He likes his sleep so I must have woken him. When he sees me he says, "Oh hey, Four. What is wrong with Tris?"

"I'll explain later. But I need to get her on a bed or couch." I say with all urgency. He ushers me in and I set Tris on the couch. I sit down at the end of the couch. Zeke sits next to Shauna on the other end of the couch.

"So what happened?"

"Tris was attacked by Peter, Drew, Molly, and Al." Shauna gasps.

"What were they going to do to her?" Zeke asks.

"I don't know! I rescued her and I know nothing about what happened."

"I hope she is okay." Shauna says. I nod. I look towards Tris and she keeps mumbling something in her sleep.

"Hey Shauna can you stay with Tris? I need to talk to Zeke." She nods. I get up and walk out to the hallway as I glance back to Tris I see Shauna sitting down where I was sitting and she starts rubbing Tris' back.

"Hey bro what did you need to talk to me about?" Zeke asks.

"What if she is seriously injured? Should I bring her to the hospital?"

"Wait 'till she wakes up then ask her if she wants to go to the hospital or if she feels like she should." I nod. I walk back into the room to see Tris shaking. I go over to her and I touch her shoulder as I sit down next to her.

"Don't touch me, Peter. DON'T TOUCH ME!" She screams. I kneel down in front of her and look into her eyes. I engulf her in a hug and she punches my chest as if she is a little girl having a tantrum.

"Tris, it's okay. It's me. Four. I'm not Peter." Then she hugs me back and sobs into my shoulder.

"They touched me, Four. He touched me." I stroke her hair silently as I don't know what to tell her. Wait. They touched her. Touch in that sense. I pull away from the hug and put my forehead on her forehead. And look straight into her eyes.

"I promise you that will never happen again. I will not leave your side for that to happen." I engulf her into a hug again. She continues to sob into my chest. I love this girl and I will ruin them for doing that to her.

A/N: This is how I am leaving it! I'll update soon! But I need to get a schedule for when school starts. When it does I will most likely try to update every weekend! Or when I am free! I'll let you know if something happens that I won't be updating then, when of course it comes to school time. Let me know how the chapter was! Be CANDOR! Remember kindness is deception in pretty packaging! But please don't just be rude and constructive criticism. So if you see something wrong please try to tell how to fix it. Review!