{Author's Note}

"I've tried to reduce profanity but I reduced so much profanity when writing the book that I'm afraid not much could come out. Perhaps we will have to consider it simply as a profane book and hope that the next book will be less profane or perhaps more sacred."Ernest Hemigway

Carol POV

I hear abrupt screaming and yelling in the room next to me. "I can't believe you!" Someone yells. "Get Marcus down here!" He yells again.

Marcus?

My brain is still groggy from sleep so I don't comprehend that right away.

I tie my hair up in a messy bun and slip down the hallway. "Because I wanted to! It was my idea!" Someone screams. It sounds female.

I enter the bathroom and here random bits and pieces of a conversation I don't understand. The nosey little girl in me wants to find out what the deal is, but the rest of me would like to be presentable first.

"You will not sleep with Tobias Eaton in this household!" Mr. Prior yells. My head snaps up.

Tobias Eaton?

Tris is cheating on Four?!

I slap water on my face and try to keep my legs from wobbling down the hallway.

Why would Tris cheat on Four? They're perfect for each other!

The door is shut and I hear another door somewhere open and close. I knock Tris' bedroom door and turn the handle.

Who's this Tobias she's cheating with?

The door opens gingerly and I see Tris tangled in bed with a shirtless Four, Mr. Prior crimson red and the bedroom window open.

"Good morning Carol. Nice to see you." Four says.

I tilt my head trying to process what's going on. "What the Hell is going on here?" I ask. Four's here? In bed with Tris?

Another man steps in the room. "Tobias Eaton! I thought we talked about this! I thought I told you not to have sex with her!" He points to Tris.

"Hey now." I say stepping between them. Inside I'm screaming. Tris and Four having sex and this guy knows about it?

Mr. Prior is in the corner cringing. "They better not be," His voice sounds small, "Having sex."

"Who are you?!" The man screams in my face.

I look into his eyes and move my face closer to his. I am not intimidated by this man. "Carol Abner."

He just rolls his eyes and shoves me out of the way. "Tobias! What is wrong with you! Why don't you get what I could have never had? A Dauntless beauty." He says.

Four has a face of total anger. "Tris is a Dauntless beauty."

Tris' face melts into a girlish expression. "Really?" She whispers.

"Beatrice is great! I called you over because I wanted you to know about this! Not that Beatrice isn't good enough for him because she most certainly is!" Mr. Prior yells.

I try sinking in all the details. Four's name is Tobias. This annoying man is his father, Marcus. Four's in Tris' bed shirtless.

"What the Hell is going on?" I ask again. It is a rhetorical question.

"I can't believe you!" Mr. Prior yells in Marcus' face. "We had this agreement and now you don't approve!" He screams.

"You don't either!" Marcus yells at him.

I look at Tris and Four. Tris mouths something. Get me clothes. I think. I nod and cringe a little myself.

Tris and Four in the bedroom down the hall from me…..

I walk into my room and find my biggest T-shirt for Tris.

I suppose I'm not one to judge. Robert and Uriah.

I don't even understand myself. Robert because I was lonely and wanted to feel loved, and Uriah because I was depressed and needed to be happy.

I liked Uriah a little, but that was before Chris.

Chris.

I feel my heart pang in guilt and longing for him. My lower lip starts to quiver.

I push the thought away and try to focus on the screaming down the hall.

"Fuck you!" Someone screams. I think Four.

I stifle a laugh. He must be really angry. "Fuck her!" Another voice yells. Marcus most likely pointing to Tris.

"Why don't I!" Screams Four. I burst out laughing. I've seen him enraged, but never like this. If only I could see the look on Tris' face.

I open the door. "Fuck all of you!" I say throwing the clothes at Tris. "Tris and Four are obviously in love, and if they want to sleep together so be it! Just leave them alone!" I yell.

Marcus takes a step towards me. "You little bitch. You think you know everything don't you." He says.

I cock one eyebrow. I am not afraid of this man. "I am a bitch." I say spiting in his face. "Try me." I say.

Marcus steps closer to me and raises his fists.

I am ready for this. I can fight. I am Dauntless.

"Get away from her!" Tris yells jumping out of bed.

She stands between us in the t-shirt I brought for her and her lacey black underpants.

"You wear that?" Her father asks.

She gives him a look then stares at Marcus dead in the eye. "You lay a finger on Carol, or you so much as look at Tobias," She breathes in, "I swear to God I will murder you." She steps closer. "The only reason I haven't killed you yet," She moves so close to his face they're almost touching. "Is because Tobias should get to do it. Stay away, or I'll decide I no longer care." She whispers.

"Beatrice." Her father says sternly.

"Father." She says. "Get out and take Marcus with you."

Mr. Prior looks at her and shakes his head. "I can't believe you." He says.

"I am selfish." She says. "And brave."

Mr. Prior and Marcus walk out of the room. I debate staying in the room with them or exiting.

I leave and shut the door but immediately place my ear to listen.

"Tobias I-" Tris starts. He cuts her off with a kiss.

"It's not like they can do anything about it now." He says with a smile. "What's done is done, and whether he likes it or not you are his daughter in law."

What? Daughter in law? I suppose I never gave much thought to why Four was here in the first place….

My hand flies over my mouth and I hold in my reaction. Tris and Four eloped last night.

Tris and Four are married.

I feel a pair of hands on my waist and I look up.

The only thing I can muster out is a quiet "Oh my God."

A/N

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