Hello there! I got only 3 entries for Taylor! Come on we can do better! Guests, You are welcome to put in your ideas too! You matter too. So please if you don't you missed your chance!

If you don't enter I may just choose Dauntless-Princess3392's idea and second place to Trisaba Daph Ride 464 and third place to a guest Picachu007! Enter while you can . I'm not sure who I will choose yet,but please enter.

Oh and hey Guest,the one who reviewed about Peter coming up to Tris , I'll use that idea. Why you ask? Because I love everyone here!

DISCLAIMER:WHY ON EARTH WOULD YOU THINK I OWN THIS?!

Four:Because people are idiots.

Me:Hey there number 4 chill, just cuz some people are jerks don't mean they don't have a heart.*Pats chest*

Four:Sure...

Me:*Touches 4's chest* Don't be mean I know you have one. 3

Four: *Gives me death glare...*

Me:*Backs away slowly*

SHOUT OUT TO FoureverDauntless ! Thank you. By the way what color are Peter's eyes? Did anyone else noticed I messed up? I completely forgot what color.

On with the story.

FOUR POV

I knew it all along... She was using me. Everything was fake. How could I let myself get hurt even more? I rubbed my hurt a lot more than I thought it would. Why does it hurt so much? I had walked to the nearby park where Tris had over pushed me on the swing. I sat on the bench. I felt the tears tingling to come. I let them. They fell slowly. I haven't cried in a long time. I don't cry when my father whips me,no it's not worth tears,but I cried a few years ago. I thought it was the last time,when my mother slipped away from me and left me with a lifeless body. Now Tris left me with my head in my hands and tears streaming down my face.

TRIS POV

I sat down in the Dauntless factor, afraid to pace after Four. I hurt him. I just knew it, but I didn't know I cut him that deep. I sat there tears burning in my eyes. I close my eyes to hold them back, and I felt a hand on my should and the presence of another body.

"You okay ,Tris?" Peter asks.

"Yeah I'm fine. Four and I just have..." I bit my lip," a tough circumstance we are going through." I wipe away the tears that slipped out.

I have a certain bond with Four that words can't explain. Do I have romantic feelings for a him? No not him, He's just a friend. I sigh rather loudly. I knew because Peter looked at me. All of a sudden I feel a warmth . Peter clasped his arms around me.

"Don't worry ,Tris, I'll be here for you."

I froze when the contact was still anew, but soon I enjoyed the warmth. I soon realized I too had my arms around Peter. He is such a caring person. I can tell and he is warm... just like... Four. I shut my mouth and eyes tight to keep from crying. I knew I hurt him bad, and hurting him like that made a cut that couldn't never be stitched closed.

FOUR POV

I can't just sit here and cry. I should talk things out with Tris. I should understand. It was her job,and she couldn't help it. She told me,because she knew if she waited longer I only will get a bigger wound. The feeling now buzzing inside was as painful as a gun shooting right into my heart. When a friend disappoints you, you feel lonely and vunerable, that's how I feel, butTris needs to know that I understand at least. Though I am very hurt, I should talk things out.

I stood up and walked back into Dauntless. I go through the crowd and struggle to make my way back to where I left Tris,only to find her with her arms around Peter. I felt something stir inside me. I closed my eyes,put my hands in my pocket,and left.

I ran.

I ran as fast as I could. I couldn't stand there and watch any more. Why did Tris hug Peter? I had a bad feeling about him,but she decides to go against me. I felt sick. I clutched my stomach and ran throught the door of my house and ran to my room. Hastily , I locked the door. I scream out in frustration and fear,lonlyness and grief, pain and suffering. I dropped to my knees and just let the tears tumble out one right after the other. I am crying. Tris Prior, my best friend ,made me cry. I grab the nearest thing to me and throw my book across the room. I put my head on my knees. I hear my phone ring and see Tris.

Bitterness surges through me ,and I throw the phone on the bed, no longer caring about her.

Here is another short one. MUHAHAHA I'm evil aren't I? Making Tris embrace Peter! But hey I wanted drama so there you go! I'll be posting another one soon! Oh By the way, enter into the Taylor creation contest!

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Until then,

Onle Dowals 4