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Chapter 10: Tris POV
I think I got about three hours of sleep last night.
I am beyond excited about going out with Four, but I am now regretting that excitement because I forgot that I have a job.
Evelyn has been great with me missing work because of all the… things that have been going on in my life lately, but I feel like I am taking advantage of her. Of course she says I'm not, but I still feel terrible about it. She has done so much for me; I mean I am living with her. I just want to repay her for everything that she has done for me.
"Tris are you almost ready?" I hear Evelyn call.
"Yeah just a minute." I get situated with my crutches and go into the kitchen.
"Morning Tris," Evelyn says while making herself a cup of coffee.
"Good morning Evelyn," I say while eating a piece of toast.
"You seem cheery today. What's the occasion?" I can feel myself smile and blush at her question. "Tris are you blushing? That's a first."
"I'm going to the Green Festival with someone."
"And who is this someone?" She says smiling.
"My, uh, doctor."
"You know, I want to meet this amazing doctor that you are apparently going out with now," she says smirking.
"We are not going out. Just two friends going to eat some organic food."
"Okay," she puts her hands up in mock surrender. "Well I want to meet your 'friend' sometime soon. Maybe invite him over for dinner one night."
"Will do," I say while stuffing my face with another piece of toast.
"Ready to go?" Evelyn says.
"Yeah, just let me take my medicine."
"I'll be in the car."
I walk into the bathroom and take my pill bottles out.
One bottle of pain pills for my foot, and several different bottles of anti-depressants.
My depression is not nearly as bad as it was after they died, but it is still there. It always will be.
I don't know why there death affected me the way it did. But that's a lie. I know exactly why.
I never got to say goodbye.
It wasn't like they were so old that death was staring them in the face, or that they were sick and I knew that there time was short.
There death was unexpected.
I guess that's why I have secluded myself for so long. I'm afraid if I get to attached to someone they will leave without notice, without a goodbye.
I look at myself in the mirror.
I am going to get better. One day, I'm not going to take these pills.
I swallow the pills and head outside to a patiently waiting Evelyn.
I finished all my work at eleven. The good thing about that is that I got to take a nap until five.
As soon as the clock in my box-sized office turns to five, I grab my crutches, yell a goodbye to Evelyn, and go as fast as I can to the elevator before everyone starts to pile in.
I make it to the elevator before everyone else.
Yes!
When I get into the lobby I tell Lauren, the secretary, goodbye and walk outside.
I sit on the bench in front of the law firm, waiting for Four. A few minutes later I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn around and see the blue eyes that I have been dying to see all day.
"Good afternoon hippie," he says in that sophisticated voice that I secretly find sexy, but I would never admit to it.
"I'm not even going to try and mock you."
"Aww come on! It's so funny!" He exclaims sitting down on the bench next to me.
"Not a chance blue eyes," I say laughing at his childish behavior.
"Are you ready to go eat some organic food?" He says seriously, but I can see the excited glint in his eyes.
"Well considering all I ate today was some toast, hell yeah!"
Once we make it to the festival we just walk around eating organic, but delicious foods while making small talk.
"Want to ride the Ferris Wheel?" I say as we munch on some heavenly peanut butter raisin balls.
His eyes slightly widen, but then go back to normal so fast I wonder if they really did.
"If that's what you want."
We make our way over to the Ferris Wheel. There isn't a long line so we only have to wait a few minutes.
"Next!" The man operating the Ferris Wheel shouts.
Four helps me get into the cart because I had to give my crutches to the operator.
Once we both successfully get in the cart, Ferris Wheel starts to move; at the same time Four grips the sides of his seat so hard that his knuckles turn white.
"You okay there blue eyes?"
"Yep completely fine," he says. Then starts nervously laughing like a maniac.
"Are you having a panic attack?" I question starting to worry.
"Ha! No I'm fine," he says like he is being choked.
"Four you're freaking me the fuck out! What the hell is wrong with you?" I scream.
"I may be, just a little bit, afraid of heights," he says nervously.
"Why the hell didn't you tell me that?!" I say and hit his chest, which causes the cart to start to swing a little.
"Shit Tris stop!"
If he weren't so scared right now I would be laughing. He face has contorted into the face of a woman giving birth.
"It's almost over," I say softly and I put my hand on his. It causes electricity to run up my arm and throughout my whole body. He weakly smiles and seems to calm down a little.
The ride ends in a matter of seconds. Four helps me get off and gets my crutches for me.
Once we are off I notice that there are barely any people left. So, I do what any other person would do after they witnessed someone face there fear.
I laugh my ass off.
What surprises me, is that he starts laughing too.
"That was a little overdramatic," he says still laughing.
"You think so?" I say laughing so hard I can't breath. "If only I could have recorded that! When the cart started swinging-your face!" I say going into a whole new fit of laughter.
"Ha ha I know. It was very funny," he says. He is not laughing anymore but he is smiling and lightly laughs every once in a while.
"I will remember this, till the day I die," I say. I am not laughing anymore either, but I have a wide smile on my face.
"Ready to go?" He says.
"Nope."
"Well then, what do you want to go do?"
"I don't know. Maybe we can go rob a bank," I say seriously.
"I am in debt to a bunch of drug lords, so that sounds go to me," he says seriously too.
I start laughing again and so does he. I haven't laughed this much in so long. It feels so good to just relax and laugh.
"In all seriousness," I say, "my feet, well I guess foot, is killing me and that laughing wore me out; so now you get to be a gentleman and offer to drive me home, then walk me to my door, and then have an internal battle about whether to kiss me or not, but you end up not doing it so you leave with an awkward goodbye."
"Somebody has watched way to many chick-flicks."
"It's my secret obsession. You better not tell anyone blue eyes," I say looking him in his eyes, his beautiful eyes.
"You're secret is safe with me," he says with a smile.
We walk to his car in a comfortable silence.
When we reach Evelyn's house I get out the car. I tap on the window to tell him to roll it down.
"Thank you for this awesome day," I say in my horrible version of a sophisticated voice.
"Yes! I accomplished my one true goal!"
I laugh.
"See you later blue eyes."
"Can't wait hippie," he says and then pulls out of the driveway.
Question of the Chapter: What is the weirdest thing you have ever done? Mine happened when I went to Disney World. The line for the Haunted Mansion was really crowded so I nosed the guy in front of me. If you don't know what that is it is when you put your nose on someone. I got it off of Impractical Jokers.
- Olivia