Yo, warnings, this chapter is kinda adult-ish.
Four
Zeke walks into the bathroom as I'm washing the rough edges from my face, after drying it off with a fluffy towel I notice him standing against the doorway. "Yes?" I say a bit irritated.
"You're going out with Sam tonight?"
"Yeah, you were there," He glares at me,
"Yes, I was, and I also know you could have easily turned her down,"
"So first you get pissy about me winning, and now you're giving me shit for going out with some chick?"
"Sam," He says with slight anger, God what's got him so bitchy?
"Yeah Sam, whatever," I wave him off and rinse off my razor. I don't hear him walk away, and soon enough his deep angered voice bounces off the walls of the marble room, "How long are you going to keep this up Tobias?" In that instant my face is in his and I feel my knuckles bruise from holding my hand in a fist too tight, "Don't you ever, say that name again," I growl, he even looks a little scared but hasn't moved, "And Zeke, I can do whatever I want, I've waited and prayed for eighteen years for that privilege. If it bothers you so much, then stay out of my business," I warn, and shove past him to my room. Slamming the door and gritting my teeth.
After getting dressed and running my hand through my hair, I open the door fixing my black t-shirt. Always going for the just spent look. Wearing my signature smirk, I grab the keys to the apartment and walk out. It's around 6 now, she asked to be picked up around 7 so I get on my motorcycle and rev the engine, taking it off the stand and speeding towards the adres. I get there in about ten to twenty minutes and walk up to her door, knocking and waiting for a moment. Shoving my hands in my pockets and looking down, the violet door opens and I see her in a black short skirt and crop top, woah. Her red hair curled and wavy over her shoulders and left eye. I expect things to get interesting.
With Tris
Marlene leans against the counter with a bored expression on her face, while looking at me after replaying everything to her. "He's a crappy hugger," she states monotone, I smile awkwardly. She notices, her eyebrows raising. She pulls her phone out from in between her boobs, wow, couldn't be modest for a second? She hands it to me, "Call Zeke, I'm sure he and Uri can make up for your crappy Greek date," I grin, "They'll order pizza or something, don't be shy," She says before starting to clean the place up, closing is in about thirty minutes, at 7:30. "What are you going to do Mar?"
"Track down Christina," she shrugs, "Maybe hang out at the docks," I nod and type in her phone password, finding Zeke in her contacts and giving him a call. A silence holds in the air as it rings, he picks up in the third, "Hello?" His voice sounds lighter and muffled.
"Hey, Zeke, it's Tris," He whispers something I didn't catch,
"Tris! Hey! What's up?"
"I was wondering if we could hang out at your place, like, maybe I could bring some pizza, or something?" Hes saying something to someone else in the room, probably Uriah. "Yeah," He says, "Just pepperoni, we've got the rest of the toppings here,"
"Great," I pause, not knowing what to do, "I'll see you in fifteen,"
"See ya in fifteen," he says and hangs up. I give a pointed look at Marlene who is wiping down the counter. She gives me a faint smile, "You can go, I'll meet up with you later," why would she come with me? Gossip? No, I've got Christina for that, did she leave something at Uri's? Maybe it's the purpose of seeing him. "You sure?" I ask, sliding her phone in her back pocket. She nods, and gives me a brief hug. I look around the coffee shop, the sun setting and tinting the walls a mix of orange and gold, with the blinds creating soft blurred lines of shadow. I sigh and leave, the door closing with a chime of a bell.
I'm at the front door of Zeke's apartment, the sun is set and the sky is dark and getting darker. I put a shy smile on my face and knock twice. I hear a shuffling. The door swings open and Zeke in it, one hand on the side of the door and the other on the door frame. His hair is messy and he doesn't look like he's shaved, I didn't get a good look at him earlier, but he's quite attractive. His almost green eyes run over my face, then a boyish smirk is on his face. "Hey, Tris," Shivers move down my spine when he says my name, "Hey, Zeke, Uriah's here too right?" The look in his eye disappears, and he smiles, "Yeah, you've got the pizza right?"
"In about 5 minutes yes," He smirks once again and lets me in, stepping aside and into the apartment. Surprisingly it's not as messy as I would expect it to be, given that three boys live here its quite clean. I find a spot on the couch next to Uriah and tell him that Marlene is on her way. At this he grins and continues to play guitar hero. Zeke slaps my shoulder and falls on the couch next to me, handing me a beer and a cheeky grin. I shrug, taking it and bringing the glass to my lips, taking only a gulp and savoring the taste.
The doorbell rings and the pizza guy is standing there, I pay him and Zeke tells him to come in and chill. Surprisingly, he does, mumbling something about the last delivery of the night anyway. We hang out for a while and Marlene gets here around 9, most of the pizza is gone by now. She doesn't really care as her and Uriah go into his room. Zeke and the pizza guy, whose name is Ivan, are on the ground surrounded by pizza boxes, playing poker. I have a bottle in my hand and I can feel my cheeks hot, I place a cheeky grin on my face and lean my head back. I kick my shoes up on the coffee table, crossing my feet and spreading my arms over the back of the couch.
Zeke shouts, throwing his cards down getting to his feet and then says "Ooh yeah, fuckin suck it!" I throw my head back and laugh. Ivan grits his teeth and slaps his cards down, crossing his arms and pouting, I can't stop giggling, but I'll admit, we've all had a bit to drink. I'm in the middle of laughing harder and snorting because Zeke is doing this little dance in front of Ivan's face, when the door suddenly slams open.
I continue laughing when I roll my head lazily to the door, seeing Four standing there. His clothes ruffled and his hair extremely messy, he has this scowl on his face, but God he's hot. I giggle again at that thought, he glances at me before saying "Tris, what are you doing here?"
"I should ask you that, lookin' so fuckin' fine there…" God what is my problem? … heh I've got a problem? Nahhh. He stares at me a moment before saying, "You're drunk,"
"Am not!" I laugh again and say, "Did you just come back from a giiiirrrl?" He clenches his jaw and his deep blue eyes find Zeke, who is wrestling with Ivan. "Who the hell is that?" He sounds pissed,
"Do it again," He glares at me, God if looks could kill.
"Do what?" He growls, he's so sexy when he's mad. I erupt in giggles. He scoffs and rolls his eyes. I bring the clear glass bottle to my lips and knock it back. Taking several gulps until the glass is taken from me, I sit up and hiss, "Give it back!" He stands up straight setting the glass down, I groan "Foooouuuuuurrr,"
"Zeke, can you get him out of here?" Zeke, although drunk as fuck, listens to Four. He stands and helps up Ivan, grabbing his wallet and they leave the apartment. Four doesn't even look at me, so I pout and glare at him, I won't even tell him. I'll make him look at me just by the feeling of me watching him. Soon enough he turns and frowns at me. "Stop acting like a child Tris," I laugh hotly,
"I'm a child? Damn, someone grumpy after sex, she probably wasn't good was she?" My mouth just keeps going before my brain tells it to stop, his eyes are fire against mine, but that doesn't stop me from doing what I want. I lean forward and pick up the bottle of liquor, knocking it back a little too fast that some drips down from my lips, down along my jaw. Four stares at me until I drink the bottle empty. I sigh and grin, wiping off the alcohol with my finger and licking it. Fours eyes go wide before they harden again, I giggle as he says "You need to go home Tris,"
"Carry me Four?" I hold my arms out and put my feet down, he stands there a moment before he walks over and stands in front of me. I wiggle my fingers a bit and he leans down placing his hands on the back of the couch as my hands move and grab his collar, pulling his face closer to mine, I can feel the heat rising off his face, I grin, only and inch is the distance between him and I. My body works when my mind doesn't, I lean in and lick the corner of his mouth, then holding him tighter as I feel him tense. I place several kisses along his jaw until I get to his ear. I bite it softly and lick it before pulling away so I can whisper with my lips brushing his ear, "I hope she was worth it," I tug him to the right and flip us, I straddle him and grin. His eyes have darkened slightly, but I get up and kiss his forehead. I walk out of the door, leaving him stunned saying "Goodnight Player."
Oh my God! I am so so sooooo sorry! I haven't touched this story in so freaking long! Ugh! But I will tell you I'm happy that I could find rhythm with this story again. I was going to delete it but, heh, nope, that didn't happen. I promise you I will keep up to date with these stories and will no longer abandon them!