Chapter 10

Here is chapter 10! Hope you all enjoy!

Tris' POV

Blackness. Emptiness. Where am I? I hear a beeping. Oh, I am in bed. Time to get up for another day of school. I wave my hand at my alarm, so it will shut up. My arm is caught by someone. WHO'S IN MY ROOM?! I wake up quickly. White ceiling, white covers, white walls. This isn't my bedroom. My arm is placed beside me, and I turn to see them. It looks like a nurse, all in blue, with a name tag saying Julia ;). I frown. What happened? I recall my memories, and it hits me, flooding my brain with crystal clarity. The man, the whipping. Oh, god. What was that stabbing pain, as well? And that person. The nurse begins to talk to me.

"Hey, glad to see you're awake," she's awfully cheerful. A bit too cheerful. "Now, I'll get the doctor to come in and check on you," she walks out as I begin to protest. Oh, well.

The nurse is back a while later, I don't know how long she took, but it felt long. She brings a doctor, who seems to be very tired. His eyes carry bags bigger than ones Christina gets whilst shopping, and his hair is ruffled, like he's run his hand through it too much. He smiles slightly, as he crosses to observe some monitors. I look around. I am in a small room, all white. I have a drip applying blood to me, and a machine is measuring my heartbeat, continuously beeping. He finishes studying the monitors, and turns to me

"Well, Beatrice, you're lucky to be alive," I did take a good beating, but nothing life threatening. The doctor continues, running a hand through blond hair, dishevelling it more. "You took a horrible beating, and you received a stab wound in your stomach which caused you to lose a lot of blood." So that was the stabbing pain. The doctor explains how I will be moved out of my room into a ward with other people later, and will have to stay here for a good month. I sigh as he says this.

"Do you want anyone to see you? I know a rather handsome young man has been asking about you for a long time." Tobias!

"Send him in, will you?" I ask the doctor. He smiles, tired face managing the look of happiness. He leaves, and Tobias runs in a second later. I stare at him, and he stares back. I cuddle up into his eyes, capable of rage and darkness, and softness, of silken beds of water. Then, he snaps out of his trance, and crosses to my bedside in two long strides. He takes me into his arms, and I feel safe, so safe. I smile, and enjoy his embrace. I raise my head out of his shoulder and kiss his cheek. He draws back.

"Are you ok?" He asks. I raise an eyebrow. Really? He grins, and gives me a peck.

"Nice to see you have a sense of humor," he says.

Tobias' POV

She's ok. I feel a fire ignite within me as I hold her, a fire which had been dampened by her near-death experience.

"I'm okay, they're gonna move me to a ward soon," she explains her situation. But there is one question I fear the answer to.

"How long will you stay here?" She frowns. Oh dear.

"A month, at least, the doctor says," Wow. Well, she did take a stab wound and, according to the nurse, it was nasty, and required stitches.

"Well, then I will visit you as often as possible," I state, crossing my arms. She smiles.

"Can you send in my family, please?" She asks. I nod, and go to the waiting room. As I arrive, almost everyone gets to their feet. Christina steps forward. I shake my head at her. She sits down. I gesture for Caleb and Tris' mum to follow me. They nod, and I walk back to Tris' room. I open the door, letting them in. They rush to her bedside, bombarding her with questions. I chuckle softly. Tris glares, and at this, Caleb turns to me.

"Who are you anyway?" I stop chuckling, realising, this could go bad fast.

"I'm Tobias, but I prefer Four around others," I answer, leaving out the girlfriend-is-your-sister part. Caleb narrows his eyes, and Tris speaks, frowning at the use of my real name.

"Hey, aren't you the mayor's son?" I look at him, guarded.

"Yes." I say slowly. He narrows his eyes further. He is about to continue talking, but Tris interrupts.

"Yes, mum, Caleb, this is Four or Tobias, my boyfriend," Tris' mum smiles, but Caleb isn't. He jumps up

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? HUH? GOING OUT WITH MY FREAKIN' SISTER?! SHE'S TOO YOUNG FOR THIS!" I remain still and relaxed, until Caleb decides to march up to me, and send a fist at my face. Wrong move, bro. I catch his fist in my own hand, and squeezes it. He yelps, and backs off, to his mother, who soothes him.

"I'm sorry if you feel that way Caleb, but in my opinion, Tris can make her own choices, whether you like them or not," He looks at me like I just killed his family, and all his friends, then stole his metaphorical wife. If looks could kill, I wouldn't have ever existed. I smile slightly at this thought. He storms out of the room, and his mum places a kiss on Tris' head before leaving to shepherd an angry brother. Tris sighs.

"Well, he took that worse than expected," she comments. I chuckle, and sit next to her

"Yeah, I see your point, talk about an overprotective bro," she giggles. Then, the doctor walks in.

"Hey, Tris, in a bit we're gonna move you to your new ward." She smiles and nods

"Also, what was with the angry guy and his flustered mum coming out of your room?" I laugh, and fall to the floor, laughing so hard it hurts. I notice through my tears, that Tris is in a similar condition. I think her head might fall off. The doctor just gives us a look

"Do you need a psychiatrist? Or am I missing something?" I shake my head, and he shrugs before walking out. Me and Tris recover. I kiss her.

"Hey, do you want some lunch, babe?" I ask her. She raises an eyebrow at the name.

"No?"

"Actually, I kinda like it, it's ok," she nods, satisfied. "Now go get some lunch, Toby, and you can see me once I get to the ward," I smile, and walk out to get a sandwich from Upper Crust.

Tris' POV

Toby leaves, and a minute later, a nurse arrives, pushing my bed to a ward. We enter it, and I look around, wincing in pain at my wound. I am wheeled into a bay, and hooked up to some machines. The nurse leaves, and I look to the bay next to mine. I managed to get a window on one side of me, so I get a view of Chicago at night, since the hospital is on a hill. The person next to me is looking at me, evaluating me.

"Hey, I'm Tris, who are you?" I ask.

"Hi, my name's Ari," strange name, I wonder why he's here?

"I know what you're thinking, weird name, right?" he asks. I nod.

"Well, it is supposed to mean Lion or Eagle, which I guess is pretty cool, huh?" yeah, that is cool. He is slightly tanned, with golden blond hair, tousled and a little longer than Tobias'. He seems nice.

"So why are you in this ill-hole?" I snap out of my thoughts.

"Oh, I got assaulted, knife wound, severe beating, fun stuff!" I put a thumb up. He laughs

"Why are you in this 'ill hole', then?" He frowns. Oh dear.

"I have cancer, leukaemia, actually." He answers. Oh dear...

"Supposedly, I'm not gonna live much longer, as I have some worse case which spreads faster and is more dangerous. Also, I didn't start treatment until it was pretty well developed, so yeah, might die, that sorta thing." I frown. This poor guy. This poor, poor guy.

"Okay, well, on a brighter note, tell me about you. Friends, family?" I ask.

"Well, I don't know my mum, but I live with my dad. He's a good guy." Oh well. I can get to know him better as I wait for Toby. I might as well learn about him, I'll be almost living him for a good month.

Boom! Done. Sorry about the lack of an update yesterday. Tomorrow I will try to update, Tris' friends will come to meet her, you'll see... Thank you for reviewing, supporting, following, favouriting etc. I will need to explain about Ari's cancer. It's blood cancer, which affects white blood cells, and you get it from nasty bone marrow. I had it, and it's not much fun. Thank you again, and goodbye!

J