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Chapter 7

As I walk through the crowded hallways, pushing past people, forcing my way through to my locker, I try not to draw too much attention to myself, still trying to hide the hangover, although probably failing miserable.

Tobias walks with me, glaring at anybody that even looks at me wrong, he's so protective! I've almost made it to my locker when mid step somebody trips me, making me crash into the cold, dirty, tile floor, with a smack when my skin slams down onto it.

"Nice going stiff," taunts Peter. I don't respond. I don't look at them.

Tobias pulls me up firmly, his hand gripping my forearm, lifting me off the ground. Then we continue walking as if it never happened.

"What's wrong stiff? You look a little dazed and confused…" Peter's girlfriend Molly says, coming up behind me.

"Oh wait you always look like that." She laughs, her horrible laugh.

"Oh come on Molly, its not like she can understand you, she's a little slow if you know what I mean." Peter says, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. The two of them begin walking towards us.

I bite my lip and keep my head down, trying to block them out.

Tobias quickens his pace, pulling me away from them.

His jaw clenched and his teeth gritted. He looks like he's about to explode.

"Just ignore them." He mutters.

"Hmm I wonder why. Maybe it's because of what happened when she was a kid…" Molly calls after me. I stop, stare at the floor, and draw in a sharp breath.

"Ooohh so I'm right." She sneers.

I turn around, my hands clenched into fists, rage pulsing through me, that was so unbelievably wrong, even for Molly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I spit?

At this point everybody is watching us.

"Oh you know exactly what I mean stiff." She smirks.

"No actually I don't, I'm pretty slow you know." My words are like venom. She laughs again, more like cackles actually.

"Oh come on, we all know it. Oh yes we all know about how your mommy died, then after that nobody saw your daddy anymore, what ever happened to him huh?"

"Shut up." I spit.

"Ohhh why is daddy such a sensitive subject?" she asks smugly. I don't know where I get my bravery to but I do, I glare at her sharply, standing my ground but I stay quiet.

"So tell me Trissy," she hisses, stepping closer to me, "Why do you keep daddy a secret?"

I stare at her blankly, no emotion at all crossing my face. I hear Tobias mutter my name, warning me but I ignore him.

"Why so silent?"

"I… I-"

"Hmm maybe it's because he hits you. Oh yes that must be it, does daddy hit you stiff?"

I stare at her in disbelief.

"So I'm right huh? Or maybe its not just daddy, is it your brother too? Does he hit you? Or maybe he touches you! That's it isn't it stiff!"

"Shut up Molly, now."

"I'm not done yet stiff, so where was I? Oh yes your brother, is that why you're so scared of, oh what was it, oh yeah Intimacy. Is that why you've never had a boyfriend? Because you're so dirty? Oh I know! That's why only Four likes you, right? Because he went through the same kinda stuff."

At the mention of Tobias I lose it, I storm up to her, yank her hair and shove her into the lockers; even though I'm small I can still fight back. I press my forearm against her neck.

"What the hell?!" I growl. She just smirks.

"Just think about it, nobody knows his daddy either, it all makes sense. So that's why you guys are so close!"

A sound escapes my throat that isn't human as I knock her over. Jamming my fist into her already messed up, crooked nose.

"Shut up!" I growl, she tries to fight back with a pathetic kick to my side, which I easily block, knocking her to the ground.

I kick her over and over, before straddling her and punching wherever I can, as hard as I possibly can.

She screams but I ignore her, soon her nose is gushing blood, and bruises all over her body are starting to form but I keep hitting her.

"Somebody get this crazy bitch off me!" she screams but nobody does anything.

"Don't ever say anything like that again!" I snarl, then just as I'm about to hit her again, I feel a pair of arms lift me up. I fight against them, hurling myself at her body again, and start kicking her in the head and the side. By now her body is swollen and as the owner of the arms pulling me back, pulls me away from her, I see her gargle and cough up blood.

"Enough." Tobais whispers, bending down to reach my ear. I take a deep breath, calming myself down. I turn to face him, terrified that he'll be disgusted or angry of me, but surprisingly his face is calm.

"I'm, I'm sorry. When she brought you into it I just lost it." I stutter, looking at the ground in shame.

"Tris." He says, "It's alright. I'm just scared for you."

"Yeah me too, well we don't have to worry about the hangover thing now."

"Yeah I guess." He says, and glances around, before staring down at his shoes.

"Tobias. Everything's going to be ok." I say, not sure whom I'm trying to convince.

"Let's just get to class, I'll see you next period." He says, and begins walking down the hall.

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TOBIAS POV

I feel Tris' eyes on me as I walk down the hall away from her but not towards my class, nowhere near it actually, I'm heading towards my locker.

When I get there Molly is gone, most likely at the infirmary, but Peter and rest of the crowd that was there before still hang around, laughing and being.

I march right up to Peter, I know I could easily take him and he does too, he shrinks back a tiny bit, fear evident in his eyes although he tries to mask it. I grab him by the hair, and slam him into the lockers harshly.

"What the-"

"Get out" I growl, and the hallway empties. "How did you find out?" I snarl.

"What?"

"Shut up, how did you know?" I say in a dangerously low voice.

"I don't know what you're talking about" he spits; an inhuman growl escapes my throat.

"Tell me," I'm yelling now.

"I-,"

"Four! Stop it!" Tris yells behind me, I can hear her footsteps approaching behind me.

"Shit," I mutter and release Peter before turning to face a fuming Tris.

"What's' going on?" she asks, glaring at both of us.

"Nothing." I mutter, I glance at the clock in the hallway first period is long over.

"Lets just go to class." She says, tugging on my arm and we walk together towards our class, leaving Peter by the lockers in shock.

A/N I don't know about you guys but im excited to see what happens next, should be interesting. Anyway thank you so much for all your ideas and reviews you guys are the best! Anyway the more reviews i get the sooner i'll update.