My birthday special double update. Hope you like it. Share your thoughts in the comments. Thank you so much for reading.
6 years earlier
I leave the kitchen, as I walk to the bedroom. I go to the bathroom, peel off my shirt and start the shower. Taking off the rest of my clothes, I step in and my thoughts drift back to Four. How damaged I really am right now and I am not very good at hiding it. My joyful and happy life has suddenly become so sad and depressing after my mom and dad's death. I am really worried that if I fell into depression, then Four will realise that I am not worthy of being with him anymore. I can't live without Four. Heck I can't even think about living without him. My thoughts drift back to Uncle Andrew and Aunt Natalie for a moment and a sadness rushes through me. I guess this situation isn't getting better at all. But I know if I leave Chicago and start living with them, then my relationship with Four won't work anymore. Long distance relationships hardly ever works and I also wonder if Four would still want to be with me if I will be miles away from him. But a little part of me wants him to tell me that he doesn't want me to go to New York. I want him to say that he can't live without me being so far away from him. Being with Four is the best thing that happened to me in my life. He's so sexy and demanding. He's also kind, caring and understanding. I always find myself drawn to him. And when we kiss each kiss, it always feels like the first time and each touch is like fire to my soul.
After a while I come out wearing a top mom gifted me a few days ago before this accident. I stand in front of the mirror. I never thought this will be the last gift from her. It takes everything from me to not cry again. I feel sadness and happiness at the same time wearing top though. I feel being close to her. I touch a family photo on the wall. "I miss you mom and dad." I say touching their faces. "I know you'll be sad seeing me like this. Trust me I don't want to be sad like this all the time either. But I don't know what to do to stop myself from feeling sad like this all the time. Today Uncle Andrew and Aunt Natelie came here to meet me. Well, they wants to adopt me and live with them in New York. But I don't want to go there. They said I am all alone here but I am not. Four and Uncle Amar are here and I don't want to leave them.And for some odd reason I am afraid that Four doesn't want to be with me anymore. He's only with me out of pity and sympathy. I am not that bubbly and joyful Tris anymore whom he fell in love with. I feel different now. No I shouldn't make such negative thoughts in my head like this. I have to wait until Four comes here today. Then I will ask him about our relationship. I won't force him into anything. If he doesn't want to be with me than I will let him go." I finish looking at mom and dad.
I quickly take a comb and start combing my hair. After combing my hair, I put some red lipstick to finish my look.
I go to the kitchen and start making dinner for us.
"Almost time for Four to be here." I say looking at the clock.
Then I hear the doorbell. As I open the door I see Four handsome as ever smiling at me.
"Hey," he exclaims, patting me on the back. I laugh and slug him in the shoulder.
"Hey, yourself." I say and he smiles.
"To the most most beautiful girl in the world." Four says showing a beautiful rose bouquet.
"Thank you." I say, taking the bouquet.
Four comes inside closing the door.
We go to the living room and sit on the sofa.
"So how are feeling now?" he asks.
"Yeah a little better than before." I reply.
He nods at me with a soft smile.
"You've through a lot and you need time. Tris, I know how you are feeling after losing your parents now. But at the same time I am glad to hear that you are feeling a little bit better." Four says.
"Thank you for understanding me." I say.
"When my mom died, I thought I will never find someone who will love and accept me the way I am. Then something happened?" he says, raising his eyebrows.
"Really? What happened?" I ask.
"A little blond haired fairy came. She sit next to me and gave me this beautiful gift." he says showing the friendship that I gifted him when we were kids.
"You still have this?" I say touching it.
"Yup. I always keep it close to me. Its really special for me." He says kissing my hand. I blush and look away.
"I made dinner for us. Lets go. I am feeling really hungry." I say.
"As you wish." he says and we go towards the dining room.
After having dinner we come back to the living room and sit on the sofa.
Four grabs the photo album that I was watching this morning. I also start looking at the photo album with him.
We begin talking about happy old times and childhood happy memories.
"Remember this picture?" Four says.
"Yeah." I smile up at him. Four and I were sitting on his bike wearing the motorcycle helmet. My arms were warped around his waist.
Then we see another picture of us going on a nightclub. We were dancing on the loud music surrounded by the crowd of people and taking shots.
Then I see a picture of me and my parents on our graduation day.
Then suddenly it hits me. This was the last picture of mine with my parents. I feel my heart drop in sadness again. Four notices me looking at that photo and he grabs my hand. I look over at him and he gives me a soft smile and intertwine our fingers. He always had this weird quirk of always knowing what was on my mind and I liked it for that. He always knew how to comfort me.
"Hey, are you okay?" he asks, looking at me. I nod as he grabs my cheeks.
"Let's do something else." he says closing the album.
"What?" I ask.
He looks around and his eyes locks on the music system. Suddenly he jumps up, taking my hand.
"Let's dance." He says excitingly and I see a familiar happy haze in his eyes. He must be joking.
"Ahhh, I don't dance." I say, shaking my head.
But he pouts at me and keep requesting me for a dance so I finally give in as he shouts with glee, holding onto my hand. He goes towards the music player and plays our favourite song. Rewrite the stars.
He takes my hand and I wrap my hands around his neck. He backs up against me, and soon we start dancing slowly and it makes heat come into my cheeks. My heart thudding against my chest as we move to the music. His hands rub my sides, as I leans my head back. Snaking my arms around his neck, we're both smiling at each other. If this is how dancing with Four Johnson feels like then I don't want to stop dancing ever. This is the first time I've felt this much happiness after that accident. He pushes me against him and all I can smell is his scent on my nose as my nose brushes against his neck. He runs his fingers through my long hair, matching our rhythm. I feel sparks go down my spine, and I kiss his neck softly. Suddenly we hear his phone starts ringing and Four stops dancing. I look at him as he goes to answer the call at a little distance. His hair's a little messy. I could clearly see there's red marks on his neck, from where I was kissing it softly.
"What?" I ask looking at him as he comes back finishing his phone call.
"Doctor called and said that uncle Amar is completely well now. They will discharge him tomorrow." he says.
"Wow that's good." I say.
Suddenly I remember about the morning incident. I start feeling nervous to talk about this adoption thing with Four.
"We need to talk." I say, eyeing him with seriousness.
"Sure.What is it?" he asks. Looking at the expression on my face, he knows I am going to discuss something serious.
"Hey, you can tell me anything. You don't need to feel nervous. I won't judge you." he says, as he looks at me.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
"Today Uncle Andrew and Aunt Natalie came to meet me. They wants me stay with them." I say, sitting on the sofa.
"I think you should visit them for a few days. I mean it'll help you to refresh your mind." Four says. His eyes focused on me.
"No they aren't asking me to stay with them for a few days. They want to adopt me as their daughter and stay with them forever." I say in a smooth tone.
As I hold his hand, he just looks at me sadly.
Four has suddenly become silent after hearing my words.
"Four I know you might be surprised to hear about my adoption and moving out of Chicago. But please say something. I haven't told them anything yet." I say looking at him.
"Do you want to go there?" he asks with a worried expression on his face.
I start thinking about it. Honestly saying, I don't. I mean I've never been anywhere out of Chicago and I really don't want to live anywhere else. I know living in this housein Chicago after my parents death is really getting hard for me. Moving out of this house might help me to move on from all these painful memories. But then comes the million dollar question.
"Can you first answer me something honestly?" I ask him.
He nods at me silently.
"What will happen to us if choose to stay with my uncle and aunt in their house? I mean you and I will be far away from each other. What will be the future of our relationship?" I ask.
Four takes a deep breath and holds my hand.
"Tris, you don't have to worry about our relationship. I will accept your decision whoheartily. I am completely okay with us being in Chicago and even if you choose to stay in your Uncle's house that won't change anything at all. Because uncle Amar I will also move there to stay close to you." he says.
"Really? I mean you always used to say that Chicago is your home and you never want to leave from here." I say in surprise.
"Tris, my home is the place where you will be. I don't care if you are staying in Chicago or some other place in the world. All that matters is you and me being together." he says with a soft smile.
I nod at with a smile and hug him tightly. I feel his arms wrapped around me and a kiss placed on my hair.
We stay in each other's arms in a comforting silence.
"So where do you uncle and aunt live?" he asks, breaking the silence.
"New York." I answer.