A/N: Hey guys! For once, I don't really have anything to say in this author's note! Weird, right? Enjoy Chapter 14!

Tris POV:
I still can't believe Four kissed me. After the fight with my dad, I decided to break up with Peter anyway, but this just made me want to ten times more.
I walk up to Peter's car to tell him that it's over and I see something I wasn't expecting to see. Peter kissing... Marlene?! Am I dreaming or something?!
I decide to make things a little interesting. "PETER!" I scream, pretending to be shocked and upset. They pull away immediately and Marlene stares at me, looking panicked. "I-I'm-Oh my God-Tris I'm so-I'm so sorry!" Marlene starts stuttering immediately. Her voice sounds like she's freaking out, but her eyes tell a different story. I think the might've been planning this to help me out with ending things with Peter. "How could you?!" I yell, going along with her and pretending like this is a huge deal. Marlene looks as if she's about to cry and Peter's eyes are huge. "It's over, Peter!" I yell, starting to break into tears. Dang, Marlene and I are better actors than you'd think! "Come on Marlene, we'll talk about this later," I grumble, yanking Marlene's arm and dragging her out of Peter's car and into the school bathroom.
We both bust out laughing the second the door closes. Eventually when we gather ourselves together and congratulate each other on our performances, we both walk out of the bathroom and head to chemistry.
I'm kind of worried about seeing Four again. Will it be awkward? We kissed and we're not even dating yet. I don't even know if he wants to date me! He might've just wanted to kiss me and never talk about it again! I sigh, kind of dreading to see him walk into the room. We end up on opposite sides of the lab table and he doesn't even look at me for the entire class. I can't tell what he's feeling because, like always, he has that pokerface expression on his face.
I go through the rest of the day avoiding Four, earning myself quite a few inquisitive glances from my friends, but I just ignore them. I manage to evade all day and rush to my car, hurrying to get home before I can be bombarded with questions from Christina. She texts me multiple times, but I tell her about how I broke up with Peter and tell her I'll tell her about the rest tomorrow and she finally leaves me alone. After I finish my homework, I head downstairs for dinner. My mom made a new pork roast recipe tonight, so I'm excited to try it. It's one of the few times she's made something nice; usually our dinners are plain an simple and we don't usually eat dinner together as a family, so tonight will be nice. Except for the fact that I have to face my dad after running out this morning. Yikes, this'll be interesting...
I set the table for dinner. My dad eyes me and I look down at my food, hoping he won't bring up the fight. "Tris, about this morning-" he starts, but I interrupt him. "Please Dad, can we just forget about it?" I plead. "After this. I just need to tell you that I'm sorry for yelling at you when you were only trying to help me," he says. "It's fine. I broke up with him," I say. Just after we finish our conversation, my mom and Caleb sit down and I'm thankful that they didn't hear that conversation. My mom probably knows what happened, but I'd rather keep it from Caleb. He can be a little overprotective and who knows how it would turn out if he found out I had been dating anybody, especially Peter and his reputation. We eat dinner and after cleaning and dishes are done I go upstairs to bed.
Today has been a pretty crazy day; I had a fight with my dad, kissed Four, had one of my best friends make my boyfriend cheat on me with her, and dramatically broke up with Peter. I laugh slightly to myself and try to sleep.
I eventually doze off and wake up to a beeping noises but it's much louder and higher pitched than my alarm clock. I jolt up in bed and almost go into panic mode.
It's a fire alarm.

Four POV:

I can't believe I kissed Tris. She probably thinks I'm a freak now! I'm such and idiot! I don't look at her all day, and I think she's avoiding me, too. How could I ever think she would want to date me? I'll admit it, I'm muscular and I know I have good looks. But after what she saw with me and my dad beating me and locking me in the closet, I just don't think anyone would want to date such a messed up person.
After school, Zeke walks up to me looking slightly annoyed. "Dude, what up? You've been all jittery all morning and you've been avoiding people at all costal you haven't said a word to me all day. What happened?" he demands. I sigh. "Can you keep a secret?" I ask nervously. "That's a stupid question," he says with a frown. It's true; we've been best friends for years now and I think I should know that Zeke will keep any of my secrets by now.
I shift awkwardly and look down at the floor. "I kissed Tris," I mumble. "You WHAT?!" he practically yells. "You heard me," I snap. "Jeez, I figured kissing Tris would put you in a good mood, not a sour one! Was she a horrible kisser? Or did she, like, slap you afterwards or something?" he asks, speaking to quickly and laughing so hard I have trouble understanding. I glare at him. "This is serious!" I say angrily. "Okay, okay, I got this..." he says, gathering himself. When he gets himself together finally, he asks "So what are you gonna do?"
I groan. "I don't know..." I say.
"You know she broke up with Peter, right?" he says.
I immediately perk up. "She did?" I ask.
Zeke laughs. "Yeah, stupid. You're slow," he says.
"So what do I do?" I ask myself aloud.
"I'd wait for her to bring it up. You should hint at it, but you kissed her and she may've been to shocked to do anything about it. Don't just randomly bring it up, that would be really awkward," Zeke answers. He's pretty good with this stuff, so I decide to trust his advice. I go home and brainstorm ways to casually bring up the kiss with Tris. But how do you bring up a kiss casually? I eventually fall asleep and dream about Tris.
At about 3:45 in the morning, I'm woken up by sirens. I wonder what happened... I hope everything is okay, ambulances and firetrucks aren't usually going around this late at night...

Tris POV:

My body reacts before my mind does, and before I know it, I'm halfway down the stairs with the phone in my hand calling the police. Smoke fills my vision and I start coughing like crazy. I escape the worst of the fire and burst through the door, gulping in fresh air. Luckily, the fire isn't very bad yet, so I managed to get out of the house with out to much damage to myself. I see my mom throwing up behind some bushes and my dad laying on the ground, looking like he passed out. Caleb is-
Wait-
Caleb is still in the house! Before I even know what I'm doing, I'm heading back into the house to save my brother. There is no way I'm letting the flames take my brother hostage. I can feel my eyes burning from the smoke and my skin is sizzling from the fire, but I can barely feel it in the desperation to find Caleb. Behind a desk, I can make out a figure struggling to get out. I run as fast as I can to get to it. I can barely see anything anymore and my lungs are screaming for air, but I have to save him. I manage to pull him out from the desk and together we fight our way through the flames. I can see a man reaching out to take my hand, and that's when everything goes black.

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