What up bros! It's AnonymousFanDude! I am so sorry I haven't updated this story in a week, I've had some troubles at home. I'm not gonna to into detail. Anyway, please enjoy this chapter. If you don't...Lucious will get you. Dun dun dun! I really gotta get a life.

Tobias POV

I sit on the couch next to Christina and Zeke. Everyone is at Zekes apartment trying to figure out where to find Tris. I haven't told them about the note and I hope Christina hasn't either. It could put Tris in even more danger than right now. Oh man. I wonder what she's going through right now. No, Tobias! Don't even think about it.

I need to leave this apartment. I need to breathe. I need to break down and I can't do it here. "I gotta go...uh...get a drink. It's...uh...at my apartment," I say as I run off. No one follows after me. Good.

I run to my apartment and the second I make it in I lock it and slide down against the door. I hate whoever this guy is. No. Hate isn't a strong enough word. Kill is a much better one. Yeah. Kill. I'll kill him.

A smile spreads across my face as I think of some creative ways to kill this bastard. That is until I see a small piece of paper stuck to my window. I walk over to it and read it.

Four,

I saw you show Christina the note. I was watching you. I told you that whatever you do I'll know. But I guess you didn't believe me. Too bad. Well, maybe this little documentary will teach you a couple of things. It's on your bed. And next time, keep your mouth shut! Or things might get worse.

—Mask Man

What? No. No, no, no. I look at my bed. The bed I share with Tris. Used to share with Tris. There is a disc on it. I can't watch. I don't want to watch it. But it might help me find out where Tris is.

I walk over to it and inspect it. I then put it in the DVD player and watch it on the screen.

I see Tris. Tris. Even with bruises on her face and bags under her eyes she still looks beautiful.

But then my fists clench when I see the guy in the mask next to her and the fear in her eyes. He shouldn't be able to do that to her. I won't let him do that to her. But he already has.

He lunges forward and punches her across the face. I hate him! I hate him so much! She struggles a scream because of the tape over her mouth. I hate him! But then he punches her again, and again, and again while holding up her head.

I almost cry when I see the blood all over her face. Her pretty, gorgeous, perfect face. He is so gonna get it. If I ever find this guy I would be surprised if I saw him alive the next day.

He pushes her head back and it hits the concrete wall behind her, booming a loud crack sound.

He then bashes his fist into her arm. Her broken, healing arm. Don't worry, Tobias. You'll kill him soon. Very soon.

He walks behind her and I exhale. I think it's over.

But I couldn't have been more wrong.

He charges his hand I to her back and she fails a scream as she thrashes around. What did he do? Then I see a glint of light reflecting from a metal object in his hand. He stabbed her. That bitch! I swear he is going to die tonight! And if not tonight, then tomorrow.

Tears spill from her eyes and I hear...laughing? He. Is. Done.

He laughs as he leaves the room too. Then she starts crying even more. I pick up a pillow and ditch it at the tv. And the tv breaks. I am just that pissed off.

I go to the kitchen to get a glass of water and maybe even a knife but something stops me. Another note.

Four—

That's right. I was watching you watching my marvellous work. I'm good at it right? Yeah, I though you'd say that. Great expression by the way. You looked like you were just about ready to kill someone. You should kidnap someone's girlfriend and ruin their lives by sending them anonymous notes saying shit about their girlfriend being dead it really helps. Well, for me it does, at least. Anyway, if you really want to talk to her, call this number. But just remember, you only get to talk to her once so, make it last.

8285 71 61

—Mask Man

Tris? I can call her? I can talk to her! Oh my gosh! I'll be able to hear her sweet little, angelic voice again. I run to my phone and dial he number. She picks up on the third ring.

"Hello," says a familiar, tired voice.

"Tris," I say.

"Tobias?" She sounds so confused.

"Yeah, it's me."

"Tobias," she shouts. Then she grunts. Did he just hit her? He is going down.

"Tris, are you okay," I ask.

"Yeah, I'm totally fine. Don't worry about me." Why is she lying to me?

"Tris, I saw the video, I know you're not fine. And I need to worry about you because I love you."

"I love you too," she says. "Wait, what video?" She stays silent for a moment. "Oh. That video. Well...uh...the truth is...I miss you. I need you, I can't live without you. It's a hellhole down here. I just want to crawl in a hole and die but Peter would never let me do that, even if I tried!" What? Peter? That sadistic bastard.

I hear a bang and a scream come from the other end of the line. "Tris," I shout. "Tris! No! Tris!" She doesn't reply. I hear constant thumping and screaming until eventually, it all stops. And then an evil laugh approaches the phone.

"Hello, Tobias. It is I. The great Peter! But, she wasn't supposed to tell you that. I think she's learned her lesson. Anyway, I just want to tell you that if you tell anyone, she dies. And if you even think about trying to find me and kill me or hurt me in any way, she will die. And if I'm already dead, well, you'll never find her so I guess she'll just die. Good luck, mate. No matter what happens, she'll die. And it will be all your fault. Now, just leave her alone. Leave me alone and she'll be perfectly fine. And just remember, I'm always watching you. Even when you least expect it." And then the phone drops to the floor and I hear Tris' slow, unstable breaths. And then there's whimpering.

"No! Don't do it! No—!" And there's a gunshot and the phone cuts out.

I need to help her. Now. If she's not already dead. I look to the door and see the entire gang standing there, wide eyed. They heard the whole thing.

And now Tris will pay.

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