Chapter 4
Tris POV
"Tobias," I start but before I can utter a single word out of my mouth I feel a rush of pain in my back, but I also feel the warm sensation of his breath on my neck and his hands on my stomach. I let out a yelp and he immediately pulls away. I turn around still topless and look at his face, it is red with heat, anger, passion, but that is not the only reason why. As I look into his eyes I see tears start to streak his cheeks he had been crying.
I know that I am topless but I don't care. I envelope him in an embrace and he reciprocates trying to keep his hand away from the slab of meat that is my back. As I look out of the window I see him walking up toward the front door of Tobias's house, I need to figure out a way that will get me into the house with Andrew knowing but also so that my father is not concerned. Luckily the perfect diversion comes along. A homeless man come walking across the street and towards my father that is my chance. I let go of Tobias and climb out of the window. I run around to the front of the house where I ring the doorbell. I hear thunderous footsteps and Tobias once again meets me at the door. Andrew barely acknowledges me but he knows that I am there.
As we climb the last steps with hands intertwined there is a ring at the doorbell. Marcus. He didn't see me but I know that there is a chance that he did from behind the homeless man. I don't care. Andrew quickly opens the door and the evil eyes of Marcus are staring at me like evil black pits. There is no way that you can run from them because they're everywhere. They follow me even when they are not looking at me, and yet I am not scared.
"Beatrice, why don't you and Tobias go up to his room to study" Suggests Marcus, sarcasm dripping from every word. I however am not the only on to notice because Tobias squeezes my hand and walks, practically drags me up the stiars towards his bedroom. We get to his room both of us trembling. We are with our pwn worst fears not to mention the other persons. We have to be strong, for one another. Otherwise there is no way that either of us re going to survive this endeavor.
For a few moments all either of us can do I sit on his bed and stare at each other. We did not move closer, though I could feel the tension between us. Slowly but surely we get so close together that I am on top of him kissing. That was a mistake. As we are in the heat of a kiss, his arms on my waist, mine around his neck the door creaks open. Neither of us notice until we hear a scream of red hot anger.
This anger was like nothing that I had ever experienced before. It was loud, but not shrill. It was angrier than the screams I would normally get from Marcus yet it seemed very different. I fell Marcus pull me to the floor and stomp hard on my stomach and my ribs. I then hear a crack, that of course cant be good but I stay still. If I move it will only get worse. I begin to get black patches in my vision. That is when it begins. The sound of the belt slithering on the floor then I prepare myself for a strike on the back and it comes. It comes in the heat of Marcus's anger and I wail in agony. I know there is no way that I can stay silent. Many lashes later when I am conscious I fake it. I go limp and fall to the ground. As I lay there on the ground awake, hot, and covered in my own blood I hear something from downstairs. It is Andrew storming up the stage after Tobias.
Oh god, not Tobias. Kill me for all I care but keep tobias safe. That of course is much too much to ask of someone like Andrew and Marcus. I lay still as I hear screams. Then broken glass, and then a thud. Then I feel a pair of large hands drag me into a small room that is pitch black. I then feel a weight placed on top of me. A hot, soaking wet weight. Tobias, and he is covered in his blood and mine. Right as I hear to door closed I hear a voice that I can't quite make out with any luck they will either bleed or starve and then we wont have to deal with them. The door is closed.
All of a sudden it hits me, they want to kill us. I need to wake tobias and somehow get him to stop bleeding but I cant see. My phone still in my pocket I pull it out and shine the dim light on Tobias. He is face up with a pool of blood under him. He has no shirt on but it is still in the closet.
"Tobias... Please Tobias" I urgently whisper right next to his ear, He wakes with a start. I have to cover his mouth with my hand to keep him from screaming. I get him to roll over in what little room I have and see it. His bloody raw, beaten, back. It is raw and covered in his own blood. I know that there has to be something to keep it from bleeding. I take his t-shirt and apply pressure to all of his wounds until they stop bleeding.
"Tris" he says in a whisper he could barely muster "If I don't make it out of here-" I cut him off with a harsh slap in the face. Not the best idea but it gets him to listen to me.
"You are not dying on me now. There is no one home we can break down the door and escape." He nods and I kiss him. We muster all of are might and break down the door. Finally in the "open air". Then it strikes me, what are we going to do when Marcus and Andrew get home from work...
HEY Y'ALL, YES I ENJOY ENDING ON CLIFF HANGERS. ANY OTHER WAY TO END IS LAME. ANYWAY I AM PLANNING ON DOING MORE STUFF AT SCHOOL IS THERE ANYTHING I THINK I SHOULD INCLUE. ALSO IF YOU ARE CONFUSED ABOUT WHY MARCUS IS TRIS'S DAD IT WILL ALL MAKE SENSE IN THE END. I PROMISSE. ANYWAY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE FAVORITES, PLEASE KEEP REVIEWING AND I SHALL KEEP POSTING. I AM SORRY FOR THE ONE WEEK HIATUS I WAS IN AUSTRALIA AND I DIDNT HAVE MY LAPTOP. I AM BACK NOW. THANKS ALL
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