A/N Ok, wow, the reaction I got from you guys on the last chapter was unbelievable. Thank you so much for reviewing. I literally got 5 reviews in 24 hours and that was absolutely amazing! Disclaimer is somewhere around here.

I know you do." Marcus says before grabbing the front on my dress and throwing me on the floor. I roll over so I can see his face, but that was a bad move as he stomps his foot on my face, most likely breaking my nose.

"No!" I hear Mama yell from the kitchen. She must be helping out Tobias.

Marcus rolls me back over with his foot then he pulls my dress up so my back is bare. I hear leather scrape against denim. He must be taking his belt off. He is going to beat me. The thought terrifies me just as it crosses my mind.

I hear footsteps come toward me on the carpet. I am too scared to turn my head to see who it is coming toward me. The belt makes a whistling sound as it cuts through the air. The noise it makes when it hits my flesh is gruesome. But there is no pain, there is no blood, and there is nothing holding me down. I slowly roll onto my back and see that Tobias stands in front of me with Marcus's belt wrapped around his wrist and a grimace on his beautiful face.

I hear the front door open and close, and heavy footsteps approach me on the carpet. Those footsteps could only belong to one person. Dad. "What are you doing here, Marcus?" Dad says very calmly.

"I'm here to retrieve my son out from your grasp." Marcus replies.

"Tobias deserves to be loved and taken care of. That's why I talked to child services today." Marcus stumbles back a few steps, which, luckily, moves him a few steps away from Tobias and me.

"YOU DID WHAT?" Marcus bellows after a few moments of recovery.

"I talked to child services. If Tobias here is willing to testify, along with my family and I who has seen him after he was beaten." Dad says calmly. "And there's guards outside the doors. You're going no where, Marcus."

Marcus's jaw drops, and, although I do not let my face show my emotions, I am brimming with pride on the inside. Right on cue, the door opens and three men dressed in black step into the room and grab Marcus under the armpits. He is dragged out of the room. I stand up and walk to where Tobias sits on the couch, rubbing his wrist and watching as his 'father' is taken away, hopefully forever.

"Tobias, we have something to talk about, but it will wait until morning," Mama says, approaching the worn couch.

"Thank you for helping me." Tobias says looking between Mama and Dad.

"You're our son now, and we will not let anything happen to you, especially not from that man." Mama says sweetly, at least until the end when she mentions Marcus.

Tobias stands and walks to Mama and Dad, giving them a slightly awkward hug.

"Why don't you two go up stairs and get ready for bed. I look up, expecting to see Caleb, but since Dad ignored him, I was curious. Not Abnegation, I think to myself. Caleb is gone. He went upstairs. He would have let me and Tobias die at the hands of Marcus and his belt. That is just wrong. Very, very wrong.

Tobias and I walk up the stairs in silence then we enter my room and close the door. We pull each other into a hug so simultaneously that I do not know who reached for who first. We both cry, and I am not sure if the tears are happy, sad, or in-between. I do not spend the time to think about it because Tobias pulls away and walks to my closet, grabbing some clothes and walking out the door. He goes across the hall to the bathroom and I soon hear the shower begin to run. I am too exhausted to shower tonight, so I will in the morning.

I grab my pajamas, and I lay down on my bed. I lay on my side, waiting for Tobias to come in. I will lay in the floor for him to have the bed any night, but tonight is different. Very, very different.


I wake up to sunlight streaming through the windows. I realize I am in my bed, and for a moment I am scared because Tobias did not wake me up during the night. Then I realize there is a body behind me. I roll over as lightly as possible, trying not to wake up Tobias, but when I roll over, I realize Tobias as awake, also.

"Good morning, how did you sleep through the night?" I ask drowsily.

"I didn't. You woke me up around 3 o'clock." Tobias replies.

"But how? I never had a bad dream and I don't remember waking up." I ask.

"You were screaming your head off. I could not wake you up, but when I touched you, you calmed down, so I decided to lay down, and you calmed down eventually. I was too afraid to move and wake you up, so I stayed for a while long but fell asleep." He smile sheepishly. "You don't mind, do you?"

"No, of course not." He doe not look convinced so I lean over and kiss his cheek.

Tobias blushes even deeper. We both get up and get ready; I shower while Tobias gets dressed and eats breakfast. While Tobias brushes his teeth, I eat breakfast. Mama and Dad say they want to have a 'family meeting' int he living room once everyone is dressed and ready for the day.

Within an hour, Caleb, Tobias, and I have manuvered around the house and are completely ready. When I sit down in the living room, both Caleb and Tobias are waiting for me. I sit on the couch with the boys and face my parents who sit near us in their armchairs.

"We need to talk about what will be done about Tobias's situation."

"What do you mean?" I ask, my voice shaking.

In the short time Tobias has been here, he has become one of my best friends. Although Mama and Dad see him as a son, I cannot see him as a brother. Caleb is my brother, and we have a completely different relationship than Tobias and me. I cannong bear to see him leave, if that is what Dad is implying.

A/N So what is Andrew implying? I got this chapter up as soon as I could. If I could have got it up sooner, trust me I would have. Thank you so much for all the reviews last chapter! My review number like nearly doubled. Oh, and no spoilers. I will give nothing away. Please review again, because y'all have made my last like 5 days with all the reviews.

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