A/N So when it comes to certain things I'm week willed. If you guys ask me for the fourth update in one day and I already wrote the chapter, I'll post it. So here you go:

Tobias's POV
"Four, wake up." I open my eyes. Tris plops down next to me. "It's Thanksgiving." She says softly. "Is your mom here yet?" I ask.
"She landed this morning. She's sleeping now." Tris lies on her stomach and puts her arm on my bare chest. She puts her head on my arm and I place my hand on her hip. I can tell she's dreading to start the day. She turns on her side and slides her across my chest and to her face. "I don't want to do this." She states. "Every Thanksgiving something goes terribly wrong and I don't want to have to do it again." I move my thumb in circles on her arm.
"I think this year will be different." I tell her.
Tris's POV
My mom and our maid Sasha have been cooking dinner since noon. We always eat late. I've been in my bedroom most of the day. There's a knock on my door. "Come in!" I call over my shoulder. "Hey Tris," Caleb says. "Mom says we all need to come downstairs now." I sit up.
"Why is it so dark in here?" I look out my window. "Oh my gosh" I whisper. "What?"
"Caleb it's snowing!" I scream. I grab his hand and bolt outside, dragging him with me. I smile and look up. Little white snowflakes dance around in the air and speckle my shirt. "This is amazing!"
"Wow," Caleb says under his breath. "I've seen this in textbooks and movies." He picks up a bunch in his hand. "It's completely different in person." Tobias comes out in his tight grey-black shirt and walks over to me.
"What are you doing out here?" He asks as if I'm crazy. "It's snowing," I yell at him.
"I know, I can tell." He says. "Well I've never seen snow before." I inform him. He nods his head and puts his hands on my hips. I put mine on top of his and look over at Caleb. He's still wrapped up with touching the snow. "Then you've never done this."
"Done what-" I'm interrupted by Tobias's lips touching mine. I always thought kissing in the snow would cold, wet, and unpleasant. But I think I like this better. I just feel warmer and closer to him every time we come together. I push him away after a few seconds scared Caleb might see. "I haven't done that." I state with a smile. I run over to Caleb and tug his hand. I fall into the snow and he comes down next to me. I laugh and throw a snowball at Tobias. "Tris I'm freezing," Caleb says. "Yeah we should probably go back inside." I say. Caleb stands up no problem. "Four," I mutter, reaching my arms up. He grabs each of my hands and I try pulling myself up. "Ow!" I yelp, crashing into him. "What's wrong?" He asks putting a hand on each of my shoulders. "Right here," I say panting, and rubbing my hand over my broken rib. He puts his hand over mine. "You should probably go lay down." I nod and we walk back inside. I lie on the couch that has become my best friend. Tobias hands me a glass of water and a pain killer. "It should have healed by now." Caleb says. "You should probably go see the doctor soon."
"What time is it?" I ask. "Dinner time," my mom says behind me. Tobias helps me stand and I walk over to the dining room table. There's a spread of all the classic Thanksgiving foods and a gigantic turkey in the middle of the table. We always get way too much food because we by double of everything so we can give to a homeless shelter. The more we eat the more they eat so, we go big.
"Tris you want to say grace?" My mom asks. "Uh sure, yeah." Everybody holds hands and we bow our heads. "Thank you God for this food and the people who helped get it here. Bless Mom, Dad, Caleb, Four, and all the food in front of us. Please help bring food to the people sitting around and empty table and thanks for the pilgrims, I guess. Amen." And everyone echoes my 'amen'. We all drop hands except for me a Tobias. We pass plates of food around. I only take turkey, corn, and mashed potatoes. I don't eat most of it either. "Tris, aren't you going to eat anything?" My mom asks.
"No I'm full." I tell her. She looks concerned. "I'm going to lie down."
Tobias's POV
I walk into my room and find Tris asleep on my bed. I close the door and sigh. I don't want to wake her up. I'm not even sure why she's in here. I take a pillow and blanket from the closet and sleep on the floor.
I wake up at seven. Tris still occupies my bed. I sit on the edge and put my hand on her arm. She moves her head a little then opens her eyes. "Oh hey, sorry. I didn't want to make the trip upstairs. I didn't realize how tired I was. What time is it?"
"Around seven," I tell her. "Where did you sleep?"
"Don't worry about that." She rests her hand on mine for a second then sits up. "Ow!" She grabs her side. "Tris that isn't good."
"Okay, let me take a shower and I'll go to urgent care." She gets up with a groan. "Let me drive you there." She looks hesitant. "Okay, I'll text you when I'm ready." She limps off in hurry to leave.

"Your rib is healed completely. What I'm wondering is if there are bone fragments causing sudden pain. I think if we run some tests we can see what's around that are. I'm pretty sure that's the culprit." Tris nods. The doctor writes on her clipboard and then presses a button on the wall. "Give this to the nurse that comes in here and he'll take care of you from here." She hands Tris a paper and walks out. She sits on a checkup table so high her feet dangle a foot and a half off the ground.
"Are you okay?" I ask. She's starring at the ground a holding on to the edge of the table tightly. "Yeah." She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me close to her. She crosses her feet behind me. "Just don't go anywhere." She moves her arms down to my torso. She rests her head against me. "Have you talked to my mom since we left?"
"No I'll text her now." I let go of her to grab my phone. Tris lies down on the table and I sit next to her. A guy about 20 years old walks in wearing scrubs and clicks the button on the wall. He walks over and shakes our hands. "I'm Travis, and I'm going to run some tests on you to make sure everything's okay." Tris smiles kindly at him. "Thanks, you need this right?" She hands him the paper. "Yes, thank you. So we're going to head down to the B wing." He turns to me, "You're free to stay here or go into the waiting room. It will be a few hours."
"Thanks," I say coldly and kiss Tris before going back to the waiting room.
I sit there for two hours. Despite waking up so early we didn't get here until three. It doesn't help that we had to drive two hours to get here. I check the time and my phone rings. I have a message from Christina.
Christina- where's Tris she won't answer her phone?
Me- we're at urgent care
Christina- WHAT?! Why?
Me- idk we're trying to figure that out now
Christina- yeah but like is it because if he concussion?
Me- no her side just hurt so we're making sure nothing's wrong.
Christina- that's it? Nothing else?
Me- you don't need to worry about her
Christina- I will though.
"Four," Tris says walking over to me.
Me- the doctors here I'll talk to you later.
I put my phone away and stand up. "The results will be in any minute." She says nervously. I hold her hand and take her to the couch. The only other person in the room is a girl with purple hair holding an ice pack to her lip.
Tris and I are called back into the exam room and Travis displays pictures of Tris's ribs. They look perfectly fine to me. He takes out a marker and starts drawing on them. "You can see from the x-Ray that your bone is completely healed. Right about here," he circles a small area. "Is your large intestine. You have bone fragments here" he outlines three extremely small white chips. "The good news is that you only need one surgery to remove them."
"Wait, surgery?" Tris interrupts. "I don't want to get surgery, can we do something else? Do we have to remove them?"
"If they move, it could rip one of your organs and we'll have to perform surgery, and there's no guarantee we can save it."
Tris's POV
I look at the clock, 11 p.m. We got home an hour ago and I've been crying ever since. Tobias tried talking to me in the car but I sat quietly watching the window. It didn't help that there was two hours worth of traffic. I don't want surgery. I can't stand hospitals. I hate everything about. If I had a choice after my accident I wouldn't have gone. Hell, I only went today because Tobias wanted me to. I'd do anything for him. I can hear him talking to my parents through the floor. I hear my mom whimper. I faintly hear my dad take a phone call. Even now work comes first. I hug my pillow and blow my nose. I'd turn on music or my TV if I wasn't trying to hear them talking downstairs. After 10 minutes they start walking upstairs. I hold my breath and do everything possible to silence my crying.
"I think we should just go talk to her." My mom says.
"She needs the sleep. The last thing she wants to do is talk to her parents." He's wrong. The only thing I want to do is talk to my parents. We never talk. This would be one of the best times to talk to them.
"I guess you're right," my mom concludes. "I have to leave for Bulgaria soon. I won't make her..." She's too far away for me to hear. I think about words that could fill in the blank. The only one I see fitting is "surgery" and I silently pray it isn't so. I feel tears dripping down my cheeks but my breathing is relatively normal. I hear somebody else walk up stairs, and then knock on my door. I stand up and open in it.
"Hey," I mumble, pushing myself into Tobias's arms. I put my hands in his back pockets and he wraps his arms around the small of my back. "I'm really scared right now." I say hoarsely.
"I know you are," he says. "But I'm going to be here to help you." He kisses my forehead while I speak, "what if something goes wrong?" I ask.
"You'll just have to trust the doctors." I nod my head microscopically. I consider talking to him about my parents too but I've had enough emotions for today. I walk into my closet and change into sweatpants. When I come back Tobias is sitting in the center of my bed. I lock the door and kneel in front of him. "Thank you," I say quietly, and kiss him. "For what?"
"Being the only person on earth who loves me." I say. I lean in again and kiss him but he pulls back, "what about your family?"
"My parents think I don't want to talk to them when I'm going through the most terrifying situation of my life." I kiss him again, slower. "They love you, Tris." Tobias says. He puts a hand on my hip. "But they're never around and I feel like they don't even know me." I say as he kisses the area right below my ear. "Just be glad you have parents, Tris."
He kisses me, and skims his tongue on my lips. I open my mouth wider. My hands move along to the back of his shoulders. He bites my lip and I pull back. "Ow!" Tobias mutters. He grabs his back and pain flashes across his face. I see a red mark poke from underneath his shirt. I look at him dumbfounded for a second. I pull away his shirt and kneel behind him.
There's a long red welt starting on the back of his shoulder. It looks about three inches long. "How didn't I notice this before?" I whisper. "I had you a little distracted."
"Tobias," I say in that I'm-trying-to-be-serious-work-with-me-here voice. There are other small marks along his back. His scar hooks around a bruise and he has consistent vertical red streaks across his entire back.
"Is this from Marcus?" I ask in fear. "I'm not going to answer that. Just forget about it." He puts his hand on the back of my head and turns to meet my lips again. I push him back. "It's been a long day. Can we just go to sleep?" I ask. I sleep better when he's with me.
"Okay," he says, kissing my forehead. Tobias lies on his back and I mimic him, resting my head on his arm I put my hand on his chest and close my eyes. I fall asleep right away.
A/N I feel like these are getting weirder and weirder. Let me know.