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(For the song, Italics is Tris, Bold is Tobias, Regular is both)

Chapter 11

TRIS

I open my eyes. The room is dark, and a spotlight glows in the center. In the spotlight stands Tobias. He meets my eyes, and I see hurt in them.

"Won't you help me, Tris? Don't you love me?" he asks.

"What?" I'm confused.

Suddenly I see Marcus and Andrew, circling him like they did in my room a few days ago. Simultaneously, they unbuckle their belts and lash out against him. He screams in pain, and I see terror in his eyes.

I can't watch him get beaten up while I just stand here. I run in their direction, trying to stop those monsters from hurting him, but I am stopped by something.

Something that I can't see.

An invisible barrier.

I pound against it as I watch Tobias fall to his knees in a pool of blood, crying and screaming for my name. And soon, I am crying and yelling, too. Because there's nothing I can do for him.

I can't do anything for the ones I love, even when they need me most.

I gasp and wake up with a start. My pajamas are sweaty and my breaths are ragged. There's no way I can go back to sleep now. But one thought is nagging in the back of my mind.

What was that last thought?

Sure, I had dreamt about that when my mom died, but I haven't had a dream like this one before about anyone else. And it seems like my subconscious has decided that I love Tobias.

And then I realize, that maybe I do love him. He brought out the real me, he showed me how to have a good time, and he proved to me what a true friend is.

I love Tobias.

I smile at the realization and get out of bed, knowing that despite it being 5:00 in the morning that I won't get any sleep any time soon.

I take a shower, which consisted of me cleaning out my wounds, and then get dressed into my favorite jeans and Tobias' sweatshirt that he left here. It makes me feel safe, it covers my arms so that no one can see my wounds, and smells so distinctly like him. Then I apply some concealer to cover up any wounds on my face and place it in my backpack along with some medical supplies. You never know when you might need them.

Grabbing a banana, I exit the house and embrace the cold air that stings on my face. I start walking to school, keeping my hood up and my eyes on the ground.

When I arrive at school, it is 5:20, so I expect no one to be there. Surprisingly, the main doors are open. I push them open, relived that there is finally some warmth, and notice a figure sitting with his head against the lockers.

Tobias.

He's wearing another one of his sweatshirts, with the hood up like mine, and grey jeans. From what I can see, his eyes are closed and he's plugged in his headphones.

Quietly, I make my way over to him, sliding down the lockers until I am sitting to the left of him. He glances up at me, acknowledging my presence, then looks back down again. I take his hand in mine, then grab his left earbud and plug it into my left ear.

Sure enough, he's listening to Demons by Imagine Dragons.

We sit in silence for a few more minutes until I decide to break it. "When did you get here?"

"At five," he responds, playing with my hands, a calming action that I didn't know I missed until now.

I press my head against his shoulder softly as the memories of the past few nights pass through my mind. I squeeze his hand and he takes the hint, placing me on his lap so that my legs are perpendicular to his.

I take in a shaky breath. "I could have lost you, Tobias," I say, my voice cracking and my bottom lip quivering. I press my head further into him. "I could have lost you."

He wraps his arms around me. "I could have lost you, too."

And I finally break. It starts as a slow moan but turns into full on sobbing. And he holds me through it all, though I can tell he's trying to hold it together as his Adam's apple bobs up and down.

When I start to calm down, he simply says, "Sleep. I'll fight off the bad dreams if they get to you."

And I do just that.

"Four? Tris?" I hear, and I wake up in an instant, thinking that this was all just a dream, that I'm still trapped in the house. Instead, I find Amar and Tori, the gym and music teacher, standing in front of us. I look at Tobias, and he's rubbing his eyes, meaning that he must have dozed off too. I'm glad that he could sleep. It looked like he needed it.

"Yes?" I respond, my voice drowsy.

"What are you two doing here? Are you okay? Seriously, Four, is that a bruise on your face?" Tori asks, questions flying everywhere.

"We... got here early because we missed school yesterday. And I'm fine, I just tripped and landed on my face," Tobias says, answering her questions.

"But it's-" she checks her watch. "Seven thirty in the morning. Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, we're fine. Thanks for asking." I say, trying to be polite while silently begging her to leave.

She nods slowly, as if not believing us, and walks away as Amar says, "Four. You haven't been coming to practice lately. I need my star player for our first game of the season, which is coming up soon! So, are you coming to practice today?"

Of course he's not going to practice! What if his wounds re-open?

Before he can respond, I place a hand on his chest, stopping him, and say, "No, he's not going to practice today."

Tobias sighs. "Tris-" he starts.

"Nope. Sorry Amar, but he's not."

Amar sighs. "Whatever. But I expect you to come to practice tomorrow then. And don't be surprised when you're running extra laps, then." he finishes, pointing an angry finger at him, and walks away.

"Tris," Tobias whines. "Now I have to run extra laps!"

I scoff. "Don't whine, I practically saved you just now, and you know it." Then, glancing at his face, I say, "You know what, I think the bruise on your face is pretty evident. Let me fix that," I say, while grabbing the concealer from my bag.

"Ugh! You're making me put makeup on?"

"Look, Tobias, I've just been trying to help, and if you don't want that then I'm sorry I ever bothered." I say, annoyed how easily he whines over stupid reasons.

"Sorry, sorry." he surrenders quickly, and I apply the concealer on his face. Thankfully our skin tones match, or else that would have looked weird.

As I'm about to put the last bit of concealer on, he cups my cheek with his hand. His beautiful blue eyes search mine. He inhales deeply.

"Tris...I..." he begins, searching for the right words. "I... I think I love you." he says softly.

I lean into his touch slightly. He loves me. I can see it in his eyes by the way he's looking at me. And I see pure love and adoration.

"I love you too," I say with a genuine smile for the first time in days, and bury my face into his chest. Then I realize something.

Was he expecting me to kiss him? I mean, that's what normal people do, right?

I mentally scoff. Screw normal. In fact, I think our relationship is anything but.

Soon, there was a constant flow of students into the hallways, and Tobias and I were forced to stand. Then we see the gang entering the hall. Christina is the first person to meet my eye. She waves enthusiastically, and soon the entire gang is walking towards us.

Great. Let the interrogation begin.

"Woah, dude," Uriah began, pointing to Tobias. "You look like shit." Then he turned and glanced at me. "And so do you, Tris."

"Yeah," Shauna says, nodding along. "And what's with the sweatshirts? And Tris, why's your's so long?"

"She's right, Tris. We so have to take you shopping. Speaking of which, how did your date go? Are you two dating yet?" Christina adds.

"Wait a minute. They went on a date?" Zeke asks, just getting into the conversation. I glance at Tobias and sigh.

"Uriah. I look like shit because I'm sick, and I think that I got him sick," I say, pointing to Tobias. "Shauna, I'm wearing a sweatshirt because I dress like the mood I'm in, which is like crap right now. Christina, I'm not going shopping any time soon, and Zeke, it was an outing, not a date, hence no date-ing," I finish.

"Now if you'll excuse us," Tobias says, extending a hand out to me. "We have Bio to go to." I take his hand and wave to my friends who are wearing confused expressions. I would be confused if I were them, too.

Once we're out of earshot, I say, "We should probably lose the hoods, they make us stand out more." He nods and we take the hoods off.

"Wait a minute." he says, pointing an accusing finger at me. "Is that my sweatshirt?" I nod and blush slightly. He chuckles and we continue towards class.

When we get there, we notice a change in the seating arrangement, so that now there are two desks combined together for two people to sit instead of one desk for one person. We glance at Ms. Mathews, our teacher, wondering if we have assigned seating. She looks up at us and sighs.

"Right. Um, just sit anywhere you'd like. I didn't have time to make a seating chart." she says, rubbing her temples. I glance at Tobias and I know what he's thinking. Immediately, we bolt for the seats in the middle of the classroom.

"You excited? You're sitting next to me, Prior." Tobias says once we're seated.

''Yeah, I'm starting to regret that." I say, realizing that Tobias rarely pays attention in class, meaning that I have to do all the work.

"Don't worry, I'll try harder this time."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Anything for you," he says, softly. I smile, and this time, deciding to be brave, I take his hands and kiss them. I see a blush creeping on his neck.

By the start of class, everyone has taken a seat. Unfortunately for me, Peter and Eric are sitting behind me. Tobias notices my discomfort and squeezes my hand. I give him a small smile in return.

"Alright, class." Ms. Mathews starts. "We learned about different cells last week, and today you will be doing a lab that where you can see the difference between plant and animal cells."

Soon enough, Tobias and I are looking at a onion root cell under a microscope, taking notes on the differences that we see.

"Hey, look, Eric!" Peter says, a little too loudly. "The cell walls are so stiff!"

I pause in the middle of my writing. God, why are they so annoying? Tobias notices my change in movements and gives me another sympathetic look. It doesn't help much, though.

"Can you please stop? Some of us are trying to work." I say angrily. They simply laugh off my comment.

"Hey!" Tobias says to them using his intimidating voice, and they immediately pale. "She said stop." They look down and continue with their work.

"Thanks." I say, addressing Tobias. He smiles and nods and we continue the lab.

Two more classes into the day and I've already got tons of homework, just because I missed one day. Maybe Tobias was right; I shouldn't have taken so many AP classes.

Thankfully though, now I have Music. So far the class has been pretty chill, and we rarely have any homework. Tori lets us finish our homework in class anyways. I use the class as downtime from the busy day, too, because she let's us listen to music. It is a music class, after all.

When I get there though, there are people hustling around the room, talking loudly in pairs. Confused, I take my seat. Tobias soon enters the class wearing a similar expression.

Tori finds us both and says, "Yesterday, we worked on duets, which we are presenting now. The main requirements are that it has to be original and at least twenty seconds long. Since you guys weren't here, I'll let you work in the back half of the classroom, and you can present at the end of the class. That way you'll get the same amount of time to work on it as everyone else, and I'll get my grades done sooner. Sound good?" We nod, and she leads us to the back of the class. There is a wall that is able to fold off, almost like a gymnastics mat except with wood. It acts as a divider that can section off some of the classroom.

"Great. So, there's a piano here and some papers if you need to jot down anything. I'll come get you at the end of class." Then she walks off, leaving us alone.

I immediately head over to the piano and run my fingers over it. I can feel Tobias staring at me.

"Can I ask you a question?" he asks as I play a quick scale. I nod. "Why didn't you sing on that first day?"

It seems like such a long time ago. "My mom." I respond. "She... she used to sing me songs, and I guess they remind me of her. I didn't want to cry in front of the whole class." I confess.

"Well, you'll sing in front of them now, won't you?"

"I guess. I don't have any other option."

He smiles as he takes a seat next to me on the piano stool. "I'm sure you sing beautifully." I blush but don't say anything, knowing that arguing won't get me anywhere.

I play a random series of notes on the piano, realizing that they make a great tune. Tobias must notice too, because he's nodding in approbation.

"Little do you know, how I'm breaking while you fall asleep." The words flow out of my mouth easily, and suddenly, I know what this song is about.

"Little do you know, I'm still haunted by the memory." He supplies, and lyrics seem to be flowing out of him as fast as they are me.

As time passes, we are slowly and surely forming a song. A song about us.

"Ready?" Tori pops her head into the room. I look at Tobias and he nods at Tori. We make our way to the stage. He sits next to me on the piano bench, just like he did last time, but now my hands are sweaty and there's a lump in my throat. I wipe them on my pants frantically while swallowing. Can I really do this?

"Hey. Look at me." Tobias says with such gentleness and seriousness wrapped into one that I have to look. "Imagine it's just you and me, okay? I'm here with you. No matter what, I'll still be with you. Just remember that." I nod and take a deep breath and begin.

Little do you know

How I'm breaking when you fall asleep.

Little do you know

I'm still haunted by the memories.

Little do you know

I'm trying to pick myself up piece by piece.

Little do you know

I need a little more time.

I'll wait, I'll wait

I love you like you've never felt the pain

I'll wait

I promise you don't have to be afraid

I'll wait

The love is here and here to stay

So lay your head on me

Lay your head on me

I gently remove my hands from the piano and smile at Tobias. I did it, thanks to him. I give him a hug, which he gladly returns. Then we hear applause, and we immediately pull back, forgetting that we had an audience. Blushing, I stand, and together we take a bow just as class ends.

"Thank you." I say as we are gathering our stuff.

"For what?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.

"For letting me lay my head on you."

He smiles warmly. "Of course. I should be thanking you too."

I smile a smile that I save only for him and take his hand.

"I love you." I comment.

"I love you too."

We walk out of the class together.

A/N: This story has over 3,000 views now! Thanks so much for the support!

Yay, they confessed! Should I have let them kiss?

I know you guys were really sad in the last chapter... hopefully some of these Fourtris moments made up for that!

Song credits go to Alex & Sierra for 'Little do you know'. It's shorter because they didn't have time to make a full song, which is also the reason why I changed up who sings what. I know that in real life, this isn't how songs are made, but this is fanfiction, so...

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