This chapter is where you find out about Four, yaya. Sorry you had to wait to find out. :)
Chapter 10
Four clears his throat and straightened up in his seat.
"Well, when I was younger my mother died. I must have been about five. My father took her death out on me and hit me. Slaps, with a belt, lock me in a cupboard."
My heart sank to think the bully I hated, was vulnerable.
"So anyway he got found out and I went to the social. Foster home after foster home. Then when I was fourteen I got adopted by a lovely couple and their son, he is the same age as me. I love it, plus they are wealthy" Four chuckled making everyone else do so.
I didn't know he had a brother. Or was adopted. How can this be? How can someone knowing pain, inflict it? Well if it was happening for a long time, he may not be about to put it behind him. That's what I'm afraid of; that it will destroy me.
"Thank you Four. Right quick tea break then more discussion" Eric clapped. Everyone got up and rushed to the tea table then back, talking with each other.
"Sorry" Four whispered as we were at the tea table together, alone.
"What?" I said puzzled, I finally looked him in the eyes, a deep blue beautiful colour.
"Sorry for the question. It seemed relevant at the time, but now…."
"It's, it's ok?" my voice was a bit angry now.
There was an awkward silence. A very long awkward silence.
"I'm the front man" he blurted out breaking the silence.
"Umm what?"
"I'm more popular than them."
"Still don't understand."
"School. I have no part in their pranks, I'm just the face of it. Those idiots."
"Oh, really? Idiots? You talk like a misfit" I giggled slightly.
"I guess I do. Secretly I am one. I hear all your conversations and I relate" he chuckled.
"How?"
"Al is my adopted brother."
"Oh. Wow."
"Little advice on Christopher, or whatever his name is; don't deserve one really. Do what he expects you to do. Don't do anything that will cause an argument or him to snap. Just go along with it, and that means fake smiling, all the way" Four smiled then when back to his seat.
Was my bully, really like me? Was he giving me advice that might actually work?
After the session was over I wondered out to the front of the building. The darkness now setting in. Eric had left a few minutes ago, hugging me and handing my bag back. I was waiting for Caleb for like ten minutes before I got a text.
"Sorry you have to walk home, Dad has got me playing Fifa with him" By Dad he means Christopher; he calls him that from time to time.
Maybe I could use Four's advice. Christopher always wants us to call him Dad, which Caleb does, so if called his Dad that could be better for me. Although it would kill me to call him that, I have to think of mum; I can't have her getting hurt every time he gets angry at me. I'm am sneaky.
Great so I have to walk the streets of Chicago in the dark and it was quite chilly. I started to walk out of the car park when I heard my name.
"Tris!" It was Four. I turned around as he ran up to me. "You're not walking home are you?"
"Yep."
"Come on, I'll give you a lift."
"No, it's weird."
"Come on, an hour walking or ten minutes in a car."
"No. You're my bully."
"Front man. And I've apologized."
"I know, I accept but still-"
"Come on" he smirked but nicely.
"Ok" I was reluctant but he was right. I didn't want to walk for an hour home.
I followed Four to his car and got in the passenger seat, it was so comfy and smelt nice; the new car smell.
"I was kind of hoping…" Four began as he started the car.
"Yeah?"
"We could be friends. Like maybe secret to begin with, you know with school."
"Maybe" I said with a bubble in my voice.
"Oh, by the way steer clear of the canteen tomorrow they are going to play a prank on you and your friends."
"Thanks for the information. It all makes sense."
"What does?" Four asked.
"Why Al never gets pranked."
"Oh, yeah."
"So he knew all along you are a good guy?"
"Yeah. I like that good guy" Four smiled. "I know it hurts. You're struggling to keep it hidden" he came out with.
"You saw me wincing in pain when Eric hugged me?"
"Yeah and the incident Friday. I would have swung at him."
"Shit" I felt overcome by nerves.
"My friends just though you were temperamental or something, didn't see. Secret is safe" he put his hand on my knee quickly. "And when you took the bins out. That bruise looked horrible."
"You saw. Shit I didn't check the windows."
"Rule number one. Check doors and windows" Four joked making me laughed a bit. "If you even need to talk, or whatever, here is my number" he said as he pulled up at the end of my road and handed me a piece of paper with his number on. "Sorry I can't go further."
"It's ok, and thanks" I took the number.
"Don't forget what I told you earlier" he smiled.
"I won't thanks again. Misfit" I joked.
"You tell anyone, I will kill you" he laughed.
"You keep my secret, I'll keep yours" I got out the car and walked down to my house as he drove off. I can't believe I just got on with my bully. I mean the front man. I never realised how attractive and nice he was before. Whoa, attractive? Really? Yeah.