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Chapter 9
He can't just keep doing this. Tris wakes up the next morning pissed off at Tobias. He messed it up for her, and he's going to get it.
Last night after she got home from the bar, she turned on Netflix, deleted Turner's account, changed her password, and then watch all the Disney movies that she could handle. Tobias was with Grace during this whole thing, playing dolls, and then reading to her. Tris knows that she should've been the one doing that. She can't slip up like that again, or Tobias wins.
Tris walks out into the kitchen to find eggs for her on a plate, and a piece of toast still in the toaster. "Oh good your up, I thought I would to send Grace in there to wake you up. I know that a small child and a hangover does not mix." Tobias says from the small table that's in the kitchen.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because your being nice to me, I hope you find my cooking to be good, I was the best cook on the base." She raises her eyebrows not believing. "Seriously, it is. Right Grace?" Tobias looks at the small girl with her face full of food. She nods at him and continues eating.
"I thought I was the she devil who was out to kill men everywhere." She nibbled on the eggs and he hands her the toast.
Tobias smirks at her, nodding. "You know your right, it must be the medicine that I'm on."
She swallows the aspirin by her plate, "The medicine does make you more tolerable."
"Thanks." He says sarcastically sitting between the two girls at the table. "So today I go back in for physical therapy and to talk to Johanna, do you want to go all Carrie Underwood on Turner?"
"Sure let me just find my leather suit, and I'll get on that right away." She says sarcastically.
"Man wouldn't you look like a princess?" His sarcastic tone lowers a bit. "I'm serious though. What do you want to do Tris?"
Tris pots down her fork, certainly not wanting to have this conversation with him. Maybe her close personal friends, but not a patient. That's all he is to her, or that's what she keeps telling herself. "Tobias, I'm not going seek revenge on my ex with you. I'd do it with Christina, but not you." She gets up to go get ready for work ignoring his shouts of protest.
"Seriously though I'm great at getting revenge. It's scary, I'm full of great ideas. They don't just call me Four for nothing."
"Maybe."
"Really?"
"No."
"You know Tobias, if you concentrated on your exercises as much as getting revenge you would be all better and not having to worry about this." Christina notes from the side, watching the two of them. She also notes that they would make a great couple and needs to place a bet on it with Will later. Gambling on other friends relationships is her favorite past time.
"Yeah really? That's not fun at all."
"Hey now." Tris says bringing his attention back over to her. "Maybe we'll let you into the planning if you can walk from here to here without your braces. Clutch the sides of the railings if you need the help. We don't want you to fall. I'll walk in front of you, don't worry. But if you get the help, then you can't help us."
The queen has started again, she hunting me. Tobias notes to himself as he judges her proposal. "Agh, deal Killer Queen."
She positions herself in from of him, adjusting her ponytail as she does it. Tobias lifts his left foot, and steps, the doors the same with his right foot. He feels unsteady the while time, but he doesn't do anything. He needs to do this himself.
It takes Tobias five minutes to get there, but he does it. The whole time he focused on her in that dark grey polo and those khaki pants that fit her just right in all the right places. He stopped pushing away those feelings a few days ago. They'll stop, but right now they can stay. Tobias won't admit it, but he enjoys those feelings, he hasn't had them in a long time.
"Okay Chris, he did it, must really want to get revenge on his friend."
"Congrats your with the cool kids now." Christina says sarcastically.
"Thanks." Tobias says breathing heavily, it took him a lot of work.
"How are you feeling? Do you want to do it again?" Tris asks concerned.
"Yes." Tobias whispers, though he feels like shit.
They go again, Christina throws out ideas like going to his apartment and cutting holes in all his clothing. Tobias suggests ordering a bunch of porn in his name, and buying a bunch of random shit. "I think I'm going to slash the tires on his Corvette, then plastic wrap it after putting it in the hot sun after putting old milk in it. Then we're going to poke holes in his condoms, dipping them in hoy sauce and lemon juice, then we're going to slowly make his life a living hell. Buying him gay porn, and adding pictures of clowns all over the place. Then I'm going to break all this plates, glasses, and pictures."
"So your going to make his life a living hell doing shit that's not going to get you anywhere?" Tobias asks clearly disgusted with what she has planned.
"Well what do you have planned, Four."
He shrugs, "I'm all for, the slashing tires and taking his baby down. The condoms are pure genius, but you need something to top it off."
"What? I honestly don't want to go to jail."
"Really I think you could handle it." Tobias says sarcastically.
Tris lightly smacks him, causing him to laugh a bit. He says something about reporting her to the president of the hospital. Though she knows that he won't do anything, he's not that type of person.
"Okay well I'm done here, I'm going to go get some revenge. Anyone who wants to come, follow me." Tris starts walking away and Tobias quickly runs after her.
"Hey, hey, hey, your my ride!" He calls after her, adjusting the braces on his legs, and getting his canes in order.
""Hurry up or you'll have to hitch hike."
"I can't hitch hike. I'm too pretty to hitch hike."
"Okay he's gone, I think we're good." Tris says running out of her car to the alley way where Turner's car is parked. Tobias chases after her, while Christina works on the security cameras farther away. They already broke into his apartment and trashed the place, even though it didn't really do any good, the place was a huge mess when they got there.
It's dark outside now, so Tris and Tobias's can hardly see each other, as they run towards the car from their cramped hiding place.
His 1986 orange corvette that he inherited from his father when he went to college sits in front of the two people. Tris just looks at it like it's a stupid car, while Tobias's mouth hangs open, it's Marla. She's still beautiful. Obviously she has been taken care of really well, because it has that just out of the shop shine. The rims look brand new. Apparently to Tris, he notices, it's nothing because she just took off the right mirror. Tobias looses his words because he sits there with random squeaks coming out of him. When he finally finds them, he flips. "You didn't tell me that this is a beautiful 1986 corvette! His dad's beautiful 1986 corvette, I got my first boob inside of Marla."
"It's just a stupid old car."
"Shush, don't let Marla hear that." He turns to the car and starts petting it. "She didn't mean that Marla, I'm sorry. It's okay."
That causes Tris to take the left mirror off.
She makes her way around the car, taking out the headlights, taillights, then lets the air out of the tires and dents the rims. Then she dumps milk in the seats. Then as Tobias tries to put Marla back together, she starts to wrap the car in wrapping paper. The Christmas elves stare at Tobias, with this evil smirk like they know what happened. Marla was part of Tobias's childhood. His firsts all happened in this baby.
"Are you just going to sit there and cry about it or are you going to help me?" Tris asks, getting a new roll of wrapping paper.
"I thought you were using plastic wrap."
"Wrapping paper was only 50 cents at Wal-Mart. I may like getting revenge, but I do enjoy saving money. Seriously, get me the tape, I don't want to get caught."
Tobias swallows and grabs the tape. Tris keeps wrapping the car going through five rolls of wrapping paper, then when she's done she ties a bow around the car. "What are we going to do with mirrors?" Tobias asks.
"Um... put them under the car." He does and she pulls him behind the trash can.
"Shush, I hear his voice."
Turner walks past the alley, drunk out of his mind. He's hanging onto this random red head, she obviously doesn't look happy. Adrenaline rushes through their veins as he stops to look at his beloved car. He shrugs and keeps walking with his new whore. Tris turns to look back at Tobias, they are six inches apart. She laughs a bit, causing them to be only three inches apart. Tobias smiles back, then does a bold thing, he moves his head forward, closing the gap.
He had to do it. She looked beautiful, with her eyes bright under the moon light, and alive with energy. Her face was flushed, but her nose was turning red cause of the cold. The kiss that they shared was sweet, it surprised Tris at first, but she melted into him, not pulling back. Not wanting to.