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Beatrice Prior, Monday, January 29th, Uriah and Marlene's apartment, 5:24 pm
"I swear, if it wasn't for Tris or Shauna, you and Four would be work husbands," Christina mumbles, teasing Zeke who just laughs.
"Bold of you to assume we're not already work husbands," He mentions," Enough chatter, Chrissy, get back to decorations."
I roll my eyes as I blow another balloon. Since Tobias is leaving soon, Zeke suggested that we throw him a surprise farewell party, so while Shauna, Will and Lynn are playing paintball with Tobias to keep him distracted, Zeke, Al, Chris, and I are setting up while Mar and Uriah shop for food and snacks.
"Lynn texted me, they just finished up, I think they'll be home in twenty minutes maximum," Marlene says as she enters the apartment with a bag of food. Uriah enters after her with a few boxes of pizzas.
"Alright, well don't just stand there," Chris exclaims, "Get to work, we still need to hang the banner and set up the food."
Under the instructions of Christina, we finish the decorating in the next ten minutes. The food is set up on the kitchen counter while a banner is hung from the ceiling right in front of the hallway, so Tobias can see it as soon as he walks in.
Blue, red and white balloons are scattered across the floor, I can't help but raise a brow at the colour choice, one could mistake Tobias' trip being to France instead of Mexico. The sound of knocking causes an excited Zeke to dash towards the door.
The door opens and before Tobias has time to greet Zeke, his eyes land on the banner that says, 'Have fun on your trip'. I watch a smile form on his face as he thanks Zeke who takes advantage of Tobias' good mood and foes in for a 'man hug'.
"You guys really didn't have to do this, but thank you," Tobias mumbles, obviously touched by the action. We all make our way back to the living room and take refuge on the sofa while Al goes to grab plates for the pizza.
"Now that everyone's here, I think it's about time we get this party started, what do you think about playing some Never have I ever?" Zeke suggested. Everyone seems content with this and Shauna makes a trip to the kitchen to get everyone a cup of alcohol for the game.
"Never have I ever gotten a tattoo I regret," Lynn begins. For a solid ten seconds, no one drinks, and I'm about to suggest, Uriah, who's next to Lynn should ask his question, but then Zeke sheepishly takes a sip.
"C'mon, show them," Uriah urges his brother. Zeke mumbles something inaudible before taking off his sock and holds up his foot. I let out a loud chuckle when I see a small tattoo of a slice of cake on the bottom of his big toe.
"Is that a slice of dauntless cake?" Lynn snorts.
"Yes, now I believe it's Uriah's turn," Zeke huffs, a red blush coats his cheeks as he scowls, but the subtle way his lips curve upwards shows the smile he's trying to hide.
"Alright, I'll spare you the embarrassment, brother," Uriah teases, " Never have I ever read the terms and conditions of a website or anything for that matter."
Will takes a sip as we all look at him, he frowns and raises a brow when he sees our shocked and somewhat amused expressions as he scratches his head in a confused manner.
"Don't you guys? I mean, who knows what we're agreeing to if we don't" He explains.
"Will, not everyone is as patient as you, I know for sure that some of us," Lynn says, glancing at the Pedrad brothers, "Couldn't read them even if their lives depended on it."
"Hey, we're attacking, Will, remember." Uriah protests, causing Christina who's right next to him to playfully slap his arm, defending her boyfriend.
"Never have I ever taken part of a talent show," Christina says. Both Al and Lynn take sips and we wait patiently for them to tell their stories. I watch as Shauna bites the inside of her cheek to stop herself from laughing. This will be good.
"I just performed a magic trick," Al informs. We all accept his answer and turn to Lynn waiting for her confession.
She blinks, unfazed by everyone staring at her, "You know, I never said I would tell you guys anything."
"If you don't I will,"Shauna counters.
Lynn's face goes red as she shakes her head vigorously, "Shauna Marie Willson, I swear if you say anything I will kill you," She threatens.
After our failed attempt to convince Lynn to tell us all, we decide to have dessert, Dauntless cake that Will picked up. We still have a good few hours before we need to head back home so we decide on watching a film.
After a vote, action wins and I cuddle up next to Tobias as the film plays out. It lasts a good hour and when it ends, no ones ready to call it a night which leads us to the decision of playing a game off would you rather. Marlene goes first.
"Would you rather lose the ability to talk or read?" She asks. Everyone, including a reluctant Will decides that we'd rather lose the ability to read. Lynn grins as she makes another remark, explaining that Uriah and Zeke can't read so it wouldn't make a difference.
I can't help but laugh at Lynn's comment. To someone else it would seem like Lynn despises the Pedrad brothers, but in reality, it's just their playful banter.
"Would you rather have one real get out of jail free card or a key that opens any door?" Will questions. Both Lynn and Uriah would have a get out of Jail cards, claiming they could finally Peter without having to deal with the consequences.
"Would you rather be left or leave someone?"
Beatrice Prior, Tuesday, January 30th, Amity diner, 7:28 pm
"I'm going to miss you," I mumble.
I sit on the chair opposite Tobias. The smell of waffles, chips and syrup wafts around the air as we wait for our orders to arrive. Since Tobias has a last-minute meeting tomorrow night with Max, I decided we should go out tonight.
Tobias takes one of my hands and rubs it gently, bringing it up to his lips and presses them to my hand gently eliciting a soft gasp from me at the contact. He looks up at me with his deep blue orbs.
"I'm going to miss you too, Tris," He confesses.
Our food arrives and we both dig in. I ordered myself a burger with a side of chips, while Tobias decided on some stake. The first few minutes are filled with a comfortable silence as we both eat.
"So what are you looking forward to doing in Mexico with your free time?" I inquire, eager to hear his plans.
The way his eyes light up show me he's definitely excited to share his list of things he wants to do. He begins telling me all about all the landmarks he plans to visit on the weekend as well as the restaurants he plans to eat at.
After finishing our main meals, I make my way up the counter to pay, reminding Tobias that I invited, meaning I got to pay when he begins complaining, and order two cones of chocolate ice cream for the ride home.
Despite the cold winter wind, the ice cream is enjoyable and keeps us both satisfied. We enter the apartment and I make my way to the bathroom to get changed. I emerge two minutes later in sweatpants.
I take my spot on the bed next to Tobias, cuddling into his chest. Exhaling, I breathe in his scent, one that I have associated with safety. We stay like this for a few minutes, not moving, simply enjoying each other's company.
The TV plays in the background as I trace small shapes into Tobias' shoulder with my finger. I feel his warm breath against my neck as I continue to do so. I can't find it in myself to pry myself away from him.
I crave him, it's like without his touch I would go insane. I crave words and depth, I crave our days spent together. Even though he's only leaving for two weeks it feels like the worlds ending.
I used to think it was stupid, wanting someone, needing someone. There was a time where I didn't have Tobias and I was perfectly fine. That's what I thought. I was surviving, but I wasn't alive.
I never knew how feeling alive felt, not until I saw Tobias. When his eyes would light up and reflect love and adoration while looking at me. I feel my eyes slump as a small yawn is muffled against Tobias' shirt clad chest.
He presses a small kiss on my lips gently removing my body off his. I feel cold despite the blanket he's covered me with.
I feel myself slipping consciousness, my eyes struggle to stay open and for some reason, everything inside me screams for just one more kiss, one more word, one more glance, one more.
Beatrice Prior, Wednesday, January 31st, The Office, 5:07 pm
"Tris, here's the paperwork, I've done the first section, just do the second half," Chris says as she hands me a file.
I thank her as she exits the office. My eyes wander to Tobias who's lost in the work he's doing on his computer. His flights tomorrow around six forty-seven in the morning, meaning he won't be able to get any work done in then so he's trying to finish it all up now.
I focus my attention on the file Chris gave me and inspect the pages. My eyes skim through the paragraph but I can feel my attention wearing thin. Reaching for my phone I plug in my earphones and shove them in my ears.
Turning on a random playlist, I concentrate on the paperwork. Time passes by and I'm almost done with the work, I hum subconsciously to the music as it grasps my attention.
Now I wish we never met
Cause you're too hard to forget
And while I'm cleaning up your mess, I know you-
"Tris."
Yanking out my earphones I look at Tobias who has a blank expression on his face, he drums his fingers impatiently on the table as I fumble to get my words out of my mouth.
"Yes?" I dumbly ask.
"Max and I are going out to have that meeting," He sighs, running a hand through his hair, "I'll be home for dinner, alright."
I nod as he places a small kiss on my forehead. I pack my things up before walking to exit the door.
"See you soon."
Beatrice Prior, The same day, Tobias' apartment, 6:47 pm
I mix the pot of soup idly as my mind wanders. It's been over an hour since I left work, but for some reason, I can't get rid of a somewhat queasy feeling. I glance at the clock as I worry my lip in between my teeth, the meeting shouldn't have taken this long.
The sound of a door slamming alerts me of Tobias' presence and I almost drop the wooden spoon into the pot. My brain catches up with me as I abandon the soup and make my way towards Tobias.
I hesitate as I take in the sight in front of me. From a single glance, I can see the anger radiating off Tobias. Like a child, I look at him. His eyes meet mine and I have to fight off the urge to shrink back.
The deep blue irises that I love are dark with hatred and are narrowed, rigid, cold and hard. Somehow, I knew that he was already far away. I take a step forward as my hand rests on his shoulder.
In a second, my hand is no longer on his shoulder as he brushes it off. His eyes are wild and I feel my heart rate pick up, this is not the man I have grown to love. This is definitely not Tobias.
"Tobias, what's wrong?" I ask, my voice unsteady. I mentally curse at the sound of it.
"Just go."
I am momentarily taken back by those two words. His voice is dangerous, like he's growling. I take a step back as he moves into the apartment. I want to say something, anything, but I'm unable to do so.
I follow him into the living room where he takes a seat on the sofa. His breathing is loud and I can smell alcohol on his breath. I might not know what's wrong, but I already know this night will end badly.
"Honey?" I mumble, taking a seat next to him, trying a different approach, "Tobias, it's just me. What's wrong, I'm here for you."
Warning bells ring in my ears, but I ignore them as I clasp my slightly clammy hands together. My stomach churns, with every second he doesn't reply I feel my heartbeat increase and I'm sure it's so loud he can hear it too.
He looks at me with such intensity, I feel my blood go cold. His teeth are gritted as his eyes burn into my skull. I clutch my hands together to stop them from shaking, I cast my gaze downwards.
"Get out."
I look at him, my eyes widen with fear. What does he mean? Is he kicking me out? I shake my head. He's upset, he doesn't mean. Taking another deep breath, I move so my eyes can meet him.
"Leave," He growls, "Pack your stuff, you're not welcome here anymore," He yells, his voice rising.
Tears blur my vision, "No. You don't mean that, you're upset, you don't mean that." I cry out. I don't know when the tears started, but they won't stop. I choke out another sob as I clutch the arm of the sofa to keep myself upright.
"Get out or I'll throw you out." He barks, his eyes are emotionless, like he isn't about to leave me, like this doesn't affect him. Like every kiss, every word meant nothing.
I cry out an ugly sob, because my heart is being ripped out of my chest and the pain is raw, I can't stand it, because it's coming from the person who promised to never cause me pain. But he lied.
I've been stabbed in the back by those who I need the most. I've been lied to by those I love. And I've felt alone when I couldn't afford to be. So I do the one thing I can do in this situation. I wipe the tears off my face and look at him.
And suddenly, I'm no longer myself, I'm the little girl I was years ago, the girl who's heart is still pure and unbroken, begging him to love me, begging him not to do this. Begging him not to break my heart.
"Please don't do this."
His answer comes back, and I feel my legs give out.
"Get out"
A/N Please don't kill me.
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