A/N: READ THIS BEFORE THE CHAPTER! Okay, this chapter is going to be pure drama because right now I'm just genuinely ticked off at life and if you care at all about my well-being and want to know what inspired this chapter then the explanation is at the bottom… I don't usually open up about my personal life so here's your chance to learn more about me.

Chapter 13-What the heck

Tris pov

Today has sucked for me so far. First, I have to deal with all the fake sympathy from everyone I see in the halls because Tobias is away in Candor and war has broken out. Second, Tobias is away to war and could literally die at any moment; which has made me depressed and extremely stressed. Then, I have to deal with my best friend and brother practically shoving their love and happiness down my throat while putting on a fake air of sympathy so they don't hurt my already battered heart. And finally, I'm in my current situation… Uriah, a sweet guy who I thought was just trying to be nice to me in a terrible situation, is trying to stick his tongue down my throat. What the heck?! Without a second's hesitation, I tear myself away from him and slap him as hard as I can.

"I have a boyfriend Uriah!" I scream.

His hand flies to the hand print I left on his caramel cheek. "Tris I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that; I got caught up in the moment." he defends. It looks almost like a light bulb goes off, "And it's not like you weren't leading me on ever since Four left." he says. His tone has changed to one colder than I've ever heard him use and it's extremely accusatory.

"You were the one initiating everything and I was just being nice. It hasn't been very long since you lost Mar and I didn't want to make you feel worse. How can you even think I'd leave T-Four?" I lower my voice and sober at just the thought of us not being together.

"He's the one who left you Tris; he could die at any moment and then where would you be? Heart broken and alone. Have you never even thought about the fact that you're sort of young to make that commitment to someone?" he asks.

"We're the same age Uriah!" I scream this before taking a few deep breaths.

Five more seconds. Five more seconds of anger and then I'm going to calm down and get on with life. One, Tobias is still alive and he'll come back to me. Two, Uriah said he didn't mean it and I won't let it happen again. Three, Uriah will not kiss me again. Four, Tobias and I will be together again and I won't let anything get between us. Five.

"I'm not talking about this right now Uriah." I say in a monotone. Before he has a chance to respond, I sidestep him and start to make my way down the hallway. I can't go back to the apartment like this, I need time to cool down. And I need to apologize to Christina about this morning. Sighing deeply I turn down another hallway. I guess I better get this over with, I think to myself.

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Reaching out timidly, I knock three times on Christina's door. Inside, I hear some shuffling before Chris opens the door. Her dark hair is tangled and her lipstick is smeared. I wonder why she's such a mess…

"Oh, hi Tris." she says, looking both nervous and hopeful.

"Hi Christina, can I come in; I need to talk to you?" I ask.

Christina bits her lip before casting a nervous look inside the apartment. "Sure, come on in." she says after she turns back to me.

When I come into the apartment, I see Caleb sitting on Christina's bed with even more messed up hair, an un-tucked dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a bit of lipstick smeared across his face. Ohh…

"Hi Tris." Caleb says, offering me an awkward wave.

I send Christina a look that clearly asks, can he leave?

Christina must get the message. "I'll see you tomorrow, Caleb." she says.

Caleb looks up at Christina almost pleadingly. Go, she mouths in response. He stiffly gets off her bed and she sees him to the door.

"Come back in two hours." I hear whispered before the door shuts and Christina comes back to sit beside me.

"Okay, I don't even want to ask what I just interrupted." Christina laughs slightly at the awkwardness. "Anyway, I just wanted to come by and apologize for this morning. I shouldn't have snapped like that and I definitely shouldn't have gone off with Uriah and ignored you later on." I shiver slightly at the thought of the argument I just had with Uriah. "I'm really sorry."

"It's fine but, what happened with Uriah?" she asks. I give her a 'how did you know' look. "Candor." she replies with a shrug.

"He thought I was leading him on and I thought he was just being nice. He kissed me after dinner so I slapped him, we argued and then I came here." I explain, not wanting to go into detail.

"Oh my goodness! Are you okay?" she asks, grabbing my arm.

I simply nod even though we both know it's a lie. "But then he started talking about if Four died in the war and how I'm too young for a commitment like that. He deserved that slap." I say with a humorless laugh.

"It's alright Tris, Four will be fine." she says, rubbing my arm slightly.

"But what if he isn't Chris? He could die out there. He could be dying right now for all I know. Four said he'd come back to me Chris but, what if he comes back in a body bag?" I cry, burying my head in my hands. We've had this conversation before but, I need to know what would happen.

"We'd help you through it. But let's not talk about sad stuff. Caleb told me that you're becoming quite the tattoo artist. He said he might even get a tattoo, after our plans tonight obviously." Christina says, changing the subject completely.

"What? I'm here, worried that my boyfriend could be dead and you want to talk about tattoos and your boyfriend, who just happens to be my older brother, by the way. And on that subject, don't you think that it's a little weird for me to be talking with my best friend about her and my older brother's love life?" I get up from where we were seated on her bed. "Thanks for giving a crap about my life." I say, storming out of her apartment.

Great job at apologizing, I silently scold myself once I'm finally back in the safety of the apartment. At least tomorrow can't get any worse. Right?

A/N: Okay, here's what's happening in my life to make me so mad,

I was going to update 'Love has brought me here' tonight but, my brother deleted the draft I had saved.

My best friend is graduating and her grad party is this weekend. With all the planning, she's been really demanding and mean lately.

That same friend is head over heels for this guy I grew up with and he's like my brother. They both like each other but can't be together because he's fifteen, she's eighteen and neither of their parents think they're old enough to date. On the other hand, there's this guy that I've been pathetically in love with for years now and I've just learned that he isn't who I thought he was so, I'm sort of heartbroken right now. And does my friend care enough to talk with me about it? NO. She doesn't want to talk about sad stuff and will only talk about how cute the guy she likes is being with her.

So, as you all can tell, I'm mad at life and sorry for raging but, I needed to get it chapter suck but, I was going to do this stuff anyway so, might as well do the drama when I'm already angry. I'll update 'Love has brought me here' asap once I have a new draft written. My name on Wattpad is cmatty and I have one story up so far that's realistic fiction. Thanks for reading, please review or pm and please check out my Wattpad.

-DW46 (cmatty)