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Chapter 38
Tris and I haven't made love again in the past two days. Being so close to being caught by her father really made a damper on the whole thing. But that doesn't mean that we have spent the night apart. I can only speak for myself but since we first made love it's like our bond, our connection, has grown stronger. There is a sense of wholeness, unbreakable. I cant seem to keep away from her too long. I cant seem to keep my eyes off of her. I wouldn't want to.
"Tobias? Tobias?" I hear Tris asking for my attention, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"What was that?" I ask her.
"I said, did you want to do another lap or should we call it a night?" She ask. We have been training for the past two hours. I can only imagine how hungry she must feel.
"We can start heading back if you are ready." I respond. She nods her answer. "Hungry?"
"Very." She says. I notice her eyes gazing at me with lust up and down my body, and she doesn't try to hide it.
"Are you we talking about food, or?" I ask for confirmation.
"Um. Can I say both?" She says taking a step closer to me. She has a evil grin that tells me that right now her hunger has nothing to do with food. I want nothing more. I reach for her, wrapping my arm around her waist wanting her close to my body.
Its that moment we hear the floor creaking just outside of the room we are in. It makes us aware that we are no longer alone. I push Tris behind me, shielding her with my body. When a dark figure appears in the door way.
"Can we help you?" I ask. Trying not to jump to conclusions. After all he could just be a factionless looking for a new place to sleep.
"Beatrice Prior and Tobias Eaton." The male says. So much for hoping.
"Who wants to know?" I say in my intimating Four tone. I feel Tris' body tense behind me. I can't risk taking my eyes off of the unknown man in front of me to check on Tris.
"I have a message for you." He says taking a step closer.
"What is it?" I ask my voice still not wavering.
But the man never responses, at least not verbally. Instead I see his hands ball up into fists, and his body tenses. Ready to fit. It's than I push Tris far from my body in hopes to protect her body from being any possible cross fire. The man steps forward throwing his first punch, aiming it at my face. I quickly duck avoiding the punch all together, returning my own punch into his ribs. It causes him to pauses trying to gain in breath back. I take advantage bringing my knee towards his head and jamming my elbow into his back when he doubles over. But I let my guard down and he returns his own blows into my stomach. Damn that hurts. I shove his body hard forcing him to break his hold he has on me. He quickly gains balance back and we both hold our hands close to our faces.
"Who sent you?" I ask out of breath.
"You should already know." He says as he begins to walk forward.
I see him move towards my right side trying to take jab. But when I go to block it he quickly retreats moving opposite, landing punches into my bottom spine. I remind myself this is nothing. I've had worst. Bringing up my elbow to meet his face. I take this opportunity to go for his throat, shoving him into the wall. "Who?"
"Nita." Is all he says before his hands comes up full force, forcing me to loose my grip. He takes a hold of the collar of my shirt, holding me in place. He takes advantage of that head butting me in the forehead and shoving me back. I try to regain my balance but my back meets the wall across of him. When my eyes finally focus I see him approaching Tris. No. My body is fighting the darkness that wants to take over. But I will not stop, I cant stop. Tris.
I see him step forward, when she tries her hand at a jab. Which he easily blocks, grabbing that hand, he lands a few punches into her stomach and head. He has yet to let her hand that he caught go, turning her body around and bringing her into his chest. No. I say forcing my body to move.
"Don't. You. Touch. Her." I say advancing him from behind. It's than I start to loose it. All I see now is Red. The moment he touches Tris, and throws her into the wall head first. I land multiple punches into his back, following by a sweep with my right foot from behind him making him loose his footing. When I have him on the floor I straddle on top of him. Landing punch after punch. I don't know how long it has been all I see is Red. I can't stop. I won't stop. How dare he put his hands on the woman I love?
"Tobias, stop! Tobias! Tobias, that's enough." I hear a small voice near me, trying to break through. It's than I land my final punch in his face, noticing the blood that is all over me and him. I sit up, taking in that he is no longer moving. I take a deep breath and look towards Tris. She looks terrified. I must have scared her. She is sitting on the floor allowing the wall that she was shoved into earlier give her support.
"Tris." I say getting up from the unknown man. I take a deep breath to calm myself down and slowly walk over to her. I knee down examining her injuries. "Baby, I'm so sorry. Talk to me, what hurts?" I look into her eyes, her pupils seem to be normal. She seems coherent
"I'm ok. Little pain here and there. But nothing to bad. Are you ok?" She says tracing my already bruised face with her finger tips.
"I'm ok, Tris. But we need to get out of here. We don't know if he came with friends. Right now we are sitting ducks." I say. I stand first getting my barrings, than reaching for her arm I help her to her feet. We quietly but slowly make our way to the other training room. I grab two guns, both loaded. Handing one to Tris and place mine in the pants behind me. I than reach for two knives place one in each shoe. No harm in being extra prepared. Just as we exit the room we hear another creak from downstairs, I instantly know I was right. He didn't come here alone. I look at Tris holding my index finger up to my lips indicating we need to be quite. She nods understanding.
I hold my gun up with the safety off, ready to aim and fire if needed. I glance back at Tris has my back meets the wall, our eyes meet and I glance and nod down next to me. Without words I tell her to stay close to me against the wall. She nods understanding my unspoken words. My left hand supports the gun, while my right hand grabs a hold of Tris'. No mater what she will make it out of here alive. No mater who I have to get through to do it.
We let the wall be our guide, taking one step at a time down the stairs. The creaks we hear are coming from down stairs but they are more towards the back of the building. They are far enough to allow us our possible escape. I try hurry along in hopes that we make it out in time before they find us. We reach the floor, and head for the main door.
"Their getting away!" I hear a man say from behind us. But I don't stop to look back. I grab Tris' hand and make a run for it pulling her along with me. We run for what feels like hours but really are minutes. Realizing that the last thing we should do is run home. That would be the first place anyone would look. We stop for a short break when we know no one is following. Tris bends over supporting her hands on her knees.
"What now?" She asks.
"I'm... I'm not sure." I say, the wheels in my head are turning in every direction. "The train." Realizing that the train will be arriving at Abnegation in ten minutes. Tris nods and we both take off once again.
We reach the train just in time. I reach for the handle of the cart and pull myself in, and than reach for Tris and help pull her in. We both fall on the floor of the cart panting, trying to catch our breath. Ten minutes go by when Tris finally has her breathing under control and looks at me.
"What now?" She asks again.
"Dauntless." I think my answer over, it seems to be the only option for right now. We have friends that can help us. Plus since we were training, we were both in our Dauntless work out cloths. By this time knowing Zeke, he already seen the footage that we are on the train and heading there.
"I think you're right." Tris says nodding.
As we approach Dauntless not only do we see Zeke standing on the roof top, but Shauna and Christina are with him as well. Just like I thought. He say something is happening and rounded up the troops to help. Tris and I both jump off the train. I land on my feet, but Tris stumbles and falls. I know hunger along with her minor injuries are both effecting her. I now regret us skipping lunch and now dinner. I pull Tris up and wrap my arm around her waist, hoping to help her support her body.
Zeke, Shauna, and Christina approach us, taking in our appearances.
"What the hell happened?" Christina says, reaching for Tris first. Zeke is at my side glancing over me.
"We were attacked, again." I answer for the both of us.
"Let me guess Nita?" Zeke asks.
"Yes. We were attacked by a male in our training room, than when we were escaping there were more waiting for us. We barely got out. We need a place to hide." I explain to the three of them.
"Of course, Shauna and I have a spare room. It's all yours." Zeke says concern in his voice.
"Thank you Zeke." I say. Its than exhaustion feels like it might take me completely over. All the adrenaline must have left my body now that I know I got Tris to a safe location. I can rest now knowing she is alive and safe.
"You both look dead on your feet. Lets get them inside." Shauna says. I see her and Christina taking Tris by the arms. While Zeke comes to my side grabbing me by my shoulders. Its this minute that I am most grateful for my friends... No our friends.
When we get to the apartment, both Tris and I are both escorted to the couch to sit down. Shauna runs off grabbing ibprofen and water for the both of us. We than hear a knock on the door, Tris and I both freeze in our tracks. We shouldn't be here. It might be Eric.
"Relax, it's just Uriah. I asked him to grab you guys some dinner." Zeke says reaching for the door. Sure enough Uriah walks in with a giant smile and tray with two plates and a large slice of Dauntless cake.
We eat our dinner in silence. Mash potatoes, BBQ ribs, and roasted vegetables. Defiantly way better than Abnegation food. Almost worth going through hell. Almost.
I glance at Tris and I see she her face showing the way I feel. Exhausted, pain, and fear. I take hold of her hand entwining our fingers together. Shauna comes back from her room, hand me a large pail of cloths.
"Go get cleaned up, both of you. Head to bed. I place a first aid kit on the bed in case it's needed." Shauna says insisting that we both head to the bedroom. We both thank her and head to the spare bed room closing the door behind us. I place the clean cloths on the bed, and turn to face Tris. She doesn't second think her actions, she steps into my embrace and hold on tight. I don't know how long we both stand here just holding each other. But I know we need to move and head to bed soon.
"Come on, lets clean up. Head to bed." I tell Tris leading her to the bathroom. It occurs than that Tris and I have yet to take a shower together. But nothing like the present. I want to check on her injuries, make sure that we are not under thinking anything.
We leave the door to the bathroom cracked open, Tris doesn't mind she understands my fear of confinement. I slowly trace my fingertips over her bruised jaw, I than lean in giving her slow and tender kisses over her bruises. She lets out a content moan. I than reach down to the hem of her shirt and peel it off her slowly, taking in the site of her upper body. I see the bruises on her stomach. I check her ribs just in case. Nothing appears to be broken. So Thankful for that. But than I decide to slowly kiss her bruised upper body. With every kiss I wish every bruise, every pain away.
I turn the shower head on, placing it on slightly hotter than warm. I turn back around to Tris giving her once again my full attention. It's than that I see the tears that threaten to escape her eyes, I know she is trying to be brave. Always in her nature to never appear weak. "Tris, it's ok. Just you and me here." I remind her, she can let herself be vulnerable around me, she can let herself feel the pain. I will never judge her for it. If anything she would appear stronger for it. I kiss her forehead gently before I undo the buttons to her black jeans and help ease her out of them, along with her socks. When I stand, I take in the sight of my very naked girlfriend.
Girlfriend? Somehow a words with so much meaning, doesn't seem to fit us any more.
As I take in the sight of her, I feel the rock dropping with in my stomach. Her gorgeous body is bruised through out her stomach, thighs, and her left arm. That son of a bitch... He got closer to her than what I thought.
She reaches for the hem of my shirt and helps pull the shirt over my head, as I undo my own buttons to my jeans and step out of them along with my boxers. I wrap my arms around her waist as we enter the shower. We stay frozen in time under the hot shower head. Allowing the water to sooth both our aches. I lean over kissing her forehead, her cheek, and then pecking her lips. This isn't a sexual act, it's more of a loving act. As we both cherish having each other in our arms, we both safe, with only minor injuries.
This night we don't have intimacy, but what we share is so much more. We lay in each other's arms, hearing the act of each other's breathing. We take turns soothing eachothers aches with our finger tips and kissing the pain away.