Tobias POV

Before Bea leaves for lunch I call out for her, "Tris? Can I talk to you for a second? We need to talk." She stops walking and says something to the Candor transfer, Christina I think, and then walks over.

"Yes?" Her voice is careful, cautious. My eyes catch the bruise starting to form on her cheek. Guilt stabs my chest. Why did Eric have to put her against Peter of all people?

"Are you alright?" I stand, walking over to her. My fingers gently brush against her cheek. Heat spreads through my hand. A small smile creeps onto my face. She nods.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It doesn't hurt, I promise," I look at her doubtfully. The punch should have hurt more than she was letting on. Either she was used to the punches, or she was lying about the pain. I wish neither was true.

"I doubt that," my hand rests on her ribs. She winces, but tries to hide it, "where else did he hurt you?"

A fierce look fills her eyes, "You would know if you had stayed to watch the whole thing, wouldn't you?" I flinch.

"Does it really bother you that I left?" Her silence answers for itself, "I'm sorry. I just couldn't watch it. Watch you get thrown around like that. It made me sick."

Bea bows her head, looking intently at the ground, "Look. Something is obviously the matter. You haven't been yourself at all lately. What's up? Is it something I did?" Desperation fills my voice.

Ever since I left her in Abnegation all I've looked forward to is her coming to join me. Except, now that she has it hasn't been the same. I mean, I'm not either. I have a completely different name for goodness sake. But she's been distant ever since she fell into that net. She hasn't been her full self. We used to be able to trust each other like that, and I need to know why she feels like she can't anymore.

"What? No, you did nothing. I'm fine, promise. Just a bit overwhelmed with initiation."

"You know, when people say they are fine, they normally mean the exact opposite." Red tints her cheeks, and her eyes stare at the ground again.

"Seriously Tobias. I'm ok. "

"You aren't hurting anywhere?"

"I mean, I just got beat up by the biggest kid in our initiation class. I'm as good as can be after that." Her blue eyes stare into mine. Their gray like storm clouds, but mixed with a light blue, like water. Water reflecting a cloudy sky.

"Do you want me to get ice for your side?" She looks in surprise. "You winced when you touched you earlier."

"It's ok, I'm good. I better get going before Christina comes looking for me." I nod slowly, squeezing her hand tightly. Something still isn't right, but I know she won't tell me. I'll just have to wait, have patience just like she did for me. But it's hard. All I want to do is help her, but that's impossible without knowing what's wrong.

"Ok, I love you." She gives me a small smile, and a peck on the cheek.

"Love you," she quickly leaves, not giving me time to say anything else. Sighing, I lean against one of the pillars supporting the ceiling. First, she ignores my meetings in the training rooms, and now this? It's almost as if she wants to break up with me, but doesn't know how to tell me.

My heart starts to beat faster. Is that it? Has she finally realized what a mess I am? That she deserved better? My stomach sinks. That can't be true. She just said she loved me, she wouldn't lie. Would she?

I wrap my hands and start to punch a punching bag. Something had to have happened in Abnegation, otherwise, she wouldn't be acting like this. The possibility that Marcus got her flicks across my mind. It made sense, but no. She would have told me about that. Bea would have been smart enough to stay clear of him. Smart enough to keep far away.

My knuckles sear in pain as they beat against the tough fabric of the punching bag. At least Tris was doing well in initiation. Despite what she may think, she was already in the top three spots. There was no way she could be cut. As long as Eric away, she should be good.

I take the bloody wraps from my hands and lean against the pillar once more. The initiates won't be back until tomorrow. I should probably go to my apartment and rest while I can, but my body refuses. It needs to be active to keep my mind off of Bea. I've been thinking about her too much lately, I mean I always think of her, but not as often as I am lately.

Sighing, I leave the room breathing in the damp air feet automatically lead me where I always seem to end up. The fear landscape room.

After finishing initiation, most people never come back here. There isn't really any reason too unless you have something to prove. However, I'm not most people. I came in here once a week, always hoping that my fears would change, or that I would somehow lose one. It's a stupid hope. I have the least amount of fears in the whole compound, it's extremely unlikely I'll lose one.

Pulling out a syringe I fill it with the serum. My fingers are steady as they perform the memorized actions. With a deep breath, I stick it in my neck and inject myself before everything turns dark.

Sorry for the short chapter! I didn't want to combine two different scenes, and I thought it would be good to have a solid Tobias chapter to kind of show where he is right now. Please tell me what you thought! I'm trying to update once a week, but I'm sorry if that doesn't work. I hope you guys enjoyed! Thank you for all of your continued support and comments. It means a ton to me. Love you all 3