Hai peeps. I is back.
I think I said I would update on Friday-ish and I didn't. So yeah. Sorry. :\ That's all I got. Let me know what you think! It's really late. God I need sleep. Ok, that's it I'm done. I'm going to bed.
I sit next to Tobias as he fidgets nervously in his seat. I take his hand in mine and his eyes meet mine. I wonder were we will land... I think. Land. Wait. Land where. Land how. What is this big metal bird like thingy going to do?
My questions are starting to pile up. I almost ask Amar, but just as he is getting on the plane, he slams the door shut, and walks toward the front off the plane. I hear him talking into a device on a huge panel. It has so many buttons and switches, but I watch at Amar expertly flips and pushes them until a roaring sound surrounds us.
"What it that noise?" I ask Tobias.
"Engine," He replies shortly, still nervous looking. I wonder why he is so afraid? What could we be...oh. Oh!
The realization hits me, and I look out of the window as the plane moves faster and faster. All at once I feel a slight force pushing me against my seat and Tobias grips my hand. I'm still looking otheir the window when I see the ground get smaller, and the trees we ran through to get here shrink to a formless green blob before my eyes. We are flying.
I can't keep my eyes off of the ground below us, and Tobias can't keep his hand off of mine without almost passing out.
"So I'm guessing a small look out of a window is out of the question?" I ask him. He just nods and keeps his eyes focused on our intertwined hands. His thumb rubs softly over my fingers, and I smile at how just one connection between us can calm him.
"Do you want to make some new friends?" I ask, trying to change the subject.
"Sure," he whispers.
We get up and walk over to the other couple. Tobias, walking in front of me with his hand still having a death grip in mine, sits first and I take the seat next to his, which is across the row from our "soon to be friends."
"Hello," I say with a small smile, "my name is Tris and this is Four."
"It's nice to meet you," the girl, sporting a rather large smile, " I'm Hope and this is Matthew." The girl, Hope, has light brown hair and vivid green eyes that sparkle whenever she smiles. The boy, Matthew, has black hair that is tousled in the front, like he spent a lot of time making it look like he'd just rolled out of bed that way.
"So where are you from?" I ask.
"The Bureau," Matthew says.
I freeze up and turn to look at Tobias, who now has his death grip on my waist.
"Listen, before you freak out let me explain, please?" Matthew practically begs.
"You have two minuets," Tobias says strictly, "Go."
"Thank you. On so the thing is is that we found out what the Bureau was letting happen in the city and we both agreed that it would be best to just leave. So we contacted Amar and he said that he was taking a few other people away from the city and we decided to take a plane to this small little island somewhere south of here. It was once the British Virgin Islands but it is now considered a safe house for people like us. So we are not with the Bureau, it's just where we once lived."
"Oh. Alright," Tobias says, still griping my side, just a little lighter.
"So were are not crazy like the Bureau, to put it simply," Hope says.
We all laugh and I can feel the tension being replaced by our new friendship.
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"Tris wake up," a warm, deep voice calls out to me. I must have fallen asleep.
"I'm awake," I whisper.
"We're here. Sorta," Tobias says, the aggravation in his voice is clear, and I wonder what he means when he says "sorta."
"Amar and the other, both Matthew and Hope, and the others left a while ago for the British Virgin Islands. Amar said he should be back in two day to bring us to where we were suppose to go. But there is an old hotel not far from here that we can stay at for now," he finishes.
"Alright," I say yawning, "Where is it?"
"This little town called Pigeon Forge. we have to call through the mountains to get there though and it's snowing really badly outside so I suggest see head out."
"Ok. Lets go," I say getting up and following him off of the plane.
We start walking toward Pigeon Forge, and the already bad storm just gets worse. I feel like we have been walking for hours, but it couldn't have been more that ten minuets.
"Don't worry Tris," he practically shouts over the now howling wind of the blizzard, "There is an abandoned hotel nearby. We'll be there in a few minutes." I was shivering and I could barely feel anything except for Tobias's strong arms around me. Then I loose felling everywhere. I start to fall backward, and before Tobias can react, I crash onto the ground.
I practically roll down the rather large hill- no, mountain- we were climbing, my thin shoes, obviously not made for this kind of weather condition and terrain, are of no use to me when I fall, scraping my feet on the sharp, snow covered rocks that covered the side of the mountain. "Tris!" Tobias shouts. He comes running down the mountain and almost falls himself, "Tris are you alright? Oh god, look at your feet, Tris! I am so sorry! I should have never let you go!"
I place my shaking hade on his check and, struggling a little, say, "T-Tobias I'm f-fine. J-Just a little c-c-cold." It is only then do I realize that I fell into a small puddle of water, though it is mostly ice, I still get wet. This only increase the shivering. "No, Tris, you are not fine," he picks me up and holds me close to his chest, "and I promise to never let you get hurt again." He starts to walk the rest of the way up the mountain, carrying me the whole way. Once we reach the top, I see the remains of what I think used to be a hotel. The sigh next to the entrance names it as the Fairfield Inn and Suites. It is a small, three story building, and as he carries me through the lobby, he constantly is looking down at me, making sure that I am ok.
He carries me up the stairs, all the way to the third floor. He sets me down softly, like he is afraid that he would break me, and tries every door to see if it would open. After a few tries, he finds one that is unlocked and, picking me up carefully, carries me into the room. He walks over to the tub, strangely placed in a corner to the right of the bed, and places me on the tub's ledge.
He sits next to me, a hand on my knee as he turns on the faucet and plugs the drain. Water spills into the tub, covering my toenails. My blood turns the water pink. He crouches in the tub and puts my foot in his lap, dabbing at the deeper cuts with a washcloth. I don't feel it. Even when he smears soap lather over them, I don't feel anything. The bathwater turns gray. I pick up the bar of soap and turn it in my hands until my skin is coated with white lather. I reach for him and run my fingers over his hands, careful to get the lines in his palms and the spaces between his fingers.
The whole time he is staring at me, with a small, but goofy, smile on his face.
"What?" I ask him. "I love you" he says, his eyes never leave mine. I am not sure why I never told him that I loved him, but there was definitely nothing stopping me from saying it now.
"I love you, too."
His eyes, those deep, beautiful blue eyes, never leave my own.
"Say it again."
"Tobias," I say, "I love you.
His skin is slippery with water and he smells like sweat and my shirt sticks to his arms when he slides them around me. He presses his face to my neck and kisses me right above the collarbone, kisses my cheek, kisses my lips.
"I love you, more," he says.
"I love you Four."
"You are so cheesy."
"I know," I say, tousling his hair, "and you think it adorable."
"Yes I do."
I hope I described you somewhat correctly, Hope. Ha. Haha. Ha. Knee slap.
I really don't know what you look/act like Hope so...yeah. But that was your little surprise. Lol I'm so done with myself. GOING TO BED. BYE. Reviewers will be rewarded with shout outs and nicknames based on their review. K THAT'S IT BYE.
-NotHisDate