CHAPTER 38

Tris POV

"So, about the boy from the phone call earlier…" dad started after seating down on the chair next to my bed. I inwardly rolled my eyes. "Is that more important than knowing how your only daughter's doing in the smelly hospital?" I fake sniffed. Mom rolled her eyes. "Drama queen, as always," she chuckled.

"Technically, it's not smelly. The smell of medicine wafting through the halls is…. Intoxicating," dad couldn't find a more suitable word. "Yeah, dad. Of course it is," I giggled at his attempt to make the hospital sound less horrible. "So, how's my little girl doing?" he asks, stretching his legs.

"Better, I suppose. How about you too?" I asked, genuinely interested. "Same old same old little kid," he chuckled. Mom was pretty quiet the whole time. I wonder what's going through her mind. "Andrew, dear. Would you mind if Tris and I have some girl talk?" mom asked. Dad shifted uncomfortably in his chair but refused to move. "So, you know that thing that happens once a month?" mom started. I got the hint.

"Yes, it's been a while…" I drifted off purposely. "Okay, I'm going to get some coffee. Would you girls care for anything?" dad got up. We both shook our heads vigorously. He clapped his hands. "Okay, good. You can continue talking about… I'll just go," he muttered and shut the door behind him.

Mom and I laughed shortly after. We don't get those human things, how can he not know? For someone as smart as him, I must say I'm surprised. He claims to know almost everything once upon a time, see where that got him. I shook my head in amusement. Mom does the same.

A minute later, she got serious. "Scars?" she started. I froze. How does she know. "It's okay, you can tell me anything," she says softly. I let out a sigh and turned around to show her the lashes. It still stings, though not as much when they were freshly painted on my back. I hissed at her touch. The scars are the only thing to remind me of the days I spent as a devil.

"What did I tell you about mixing with the wrong crowd?" she shook her head in disappointment. I hate to see her disappointed. "Mom, I don't know how, or what drove me to be this insane, but I think I might have falleninlovewithhim," I said the last words quickly. But mom was fast, and she caught every word crystal clear.

She paused, unable to say anything. "I know this is wrong, but please, please. Is there any possible future for an angel and devil?" I asked, hope burning inside of me. Mom just looked at me and gave me a small smile. A sigh escaped her lips. I only noticed that she looked somewhat tired, due to what I don't exactly know.

"Okay. There might be. I'll have to check the library first, okay?" she said, squeezing both my hands. "Thanks mom, I love you," I pulled her into a bear hug. She responded with as much force, "I love you too, Beatrice," she whispers.

Dad still hasn't returned, and me and mom just talked about random stuff. Finally, dad came in through the door, saying they should go as the sun's setting. I haven't even noticed the time had passed so quickly. I gave them both equally tight hugs and muttered silent goodbyes. After they left, I slumped down on my bed. Gosh, that was tiring.

Feeling a bit nervous, I dialled Tobias' number. What should I tell him? 'I'm alone in my room right now.' No, that sounds a little too flirty-like for my liking. He might get the wrong idea. 'Hey Tobias, wanna hang out?' No, that sounds like I'm friendzoning him. Finally, I decided to screw those practised lines, I'll just say something spontaneously.

After a few rings, the call went straight to voicemail. "Four. Screw you for still trying to contact me."

Woww, voicemail message a little too harsh? He couldn't have just said 'leave a message after the beep'? Or maybe something normal? Knowing him, I wouldn't have expected less. After the beep, I chuckled. "Nice one Tobias. Anywho, I'm free right now if you wanna… hang. Call me back when you get this?" I said a little uncertain. After a while, I pressed the red button. That was… pretty normal if I do say so myself.

I waited after that. And waited. And waited. I checked the time on my phone. 12:30am. It's already half past midnight. I've been waiting for… around an hour? No, it's been 5 hours, more or less, I didn't really check. I'll just wait another hour. He won't make me wait, would he?

Two hours passed. I don't think I can take it anymore, I usually sleep early. I need my sleep, my eyes are drooping. After much arguing with my lone self, I came to the conclusion that I don't really know him that well. How much do I actually know about him? Apart from his abusive father, the hard childhood, the real name. What else? I can't quite remember…

I let out an exasperated sigh and decided to just go to sleep. It's already a quarter past three, I need my ugly sleep. I closed my eyes, and let the world around me drift away into darkness.

Four POV

Her voice. I just received her voicemail five minutes ago. It's been playing in my head. Her chuckle. I smiled at that. Just by the simple words she used, she managed to make me smile like I just had the best day of my entire life. Every day spent with her is the best day of my life. I sighed at the thought. How does such a perfect girl exist? Okay, don't answer that with shitty nonsense because she's an angel, she's perfect. Because no, that's not it. That's not what I meant. Even if she wasn't of angel blood, I bet I'd still see her as beautiful.

If she was human, I would turn forsaken, just for her sake. I would spend the rest of my life with her. But this, this is a different case. She's an angel. She won't ever sacrifice her perfect life to be with me. If only, she would agree to leave everything behind, the reason being to be with me. But I can't ruin her life and take away her happiness. I just can't.

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It's 4 in the morning. I can't fall asleep. Mostly because I feel guilty as fuck for not being there with her, when I know I will lose her in a matter of time. I'm a jerk, even if no one says it yet. Okay that's a total lie, everyone says I am one. Anyways, I am still up in bed, staring at the white walls surrounding the room. I feel like I'm caged in here, which is never a good thing.

I kept staring at the only pic I have of her in my phone. I don't exactly remember when I took it, but it seems like it was from the park. Our park. I sighed. I needed more pictures of her if I'm gonna do this. It's heart-breaking, just at the thought of it. 2 hours passed, and I thought I could see the first rays of sunlight coming in. Need to see Tris today, I thought as I yawned. Sleep pulled me in, and soon, I was wrapped up in deep slumber.

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"Tobiaaaas," someone poked me on the cheek. I groaned and swatted the air. "Wakey wakey rise and shineee," Tris sang. I let out a sigh and forced my eyes to open. I looked at the clock on the wall, and it read '7:30'. I quickly straightened up in bed, causing Tris to stumble.

"Did I sleep the whole day?" I asked in panic. "No," she chuckled and ran her hand through her perfectly messed up hair. "It's still morning dumbo," she playfully punched my arm. I rubbed the spot, damn she hit hard. If it's morning, then I only slept for 2 hours, less. I sighed inwardly. I'm not mad she woke me up, I'm just really tired.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, squinting in the sunlight. "I just, thought maybe you were sick or something to not answer my calls..?" she bit her lip. That look she has on her face is of uncertainty. She looks cute. Hell, I bet she even looks cute while having a cold. "Soo, I suggest you take a shower while I run through the plans today?" she said.

I nodded, not willing to argue. I'm still tired as I slowly walked towards the bathroom.

When I got back out, the doctor was chatting away happily with Tris. If I didn't know better, it's their way of flirting. Tris looked clueless to the flirtations thrown her way by that evil goody-two shoes doctor. I got angry just by the thought of seeing him with her. I cleared my throat. Loudly. To catch their attention.

Both of them turned their head towards me. "Ah, Four. It seems you still have 2 days here," he started. I stiffened. Can he not? "Can't you let me out early?" I growled. "No, orders are orders," he said flatly.

"Maybe, 2 days earlier is nothing? He looks okay, plus if not, you can cage him back in here. Just one day, please?" Tris asks sweetly, like a girl asking her mommy for candy. I rolled my eyes. If she's flirting back, then she's got some serious attitude to face.

The doctor glared at me but gave Tris a smile. "Alright, anything for the young mistress," he says and looked at me. "Wouldn't want to keep you in my hands anyway," he snapped, though I didn't say anything, and walked out the door. I gave a low whistle. "The shitty doctor's hitting on you," I observed. Tris blushed. "N-no, I-I don't think that's the case. But I think I'm getting let out early too," she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and cleared her throat.

"So, what do you think of…." she trailed off when my phone rings. "Sorry," I muttered and checked out the message.

2 days. Changed dates. –E

I feel myself fill with dread. 2 days? B-but I thought I had more time. "What's wrong?" Tris asked, worry colouring her tone. "Nothing," I smiled. "Where will you be in two days?" I ask. She opened her mouth to say something and I saw her close it back and her eyes widened in excitement.

"Oh my God! My birthday!" she says, covering her mouth. I don't get the rush people feel when their birthdays are near, because I don't feel it. But knowing her birthday is in another 2 days…. Makes me excited and sad at the same time. Excited because she is, sad because I won't be there.

Hey! Somewhat long chapter I think, because my update is a bit late, though there's really no reason for me to do that since I got my laptop back and stuff. I guess I've been procrastinating haha. Okay then, toodles! Sincerely, me ~ :)