Chapter Four

Tris POV

We've been on this bus for over twelve hours. Mrs. Wu said we're almost to the hotel where we reserved the amount of rooms we would need. The bus driver doesn't drive fast enough. I see Four looking at me through my peripheral vision. I said too much back at the rest stop. He must be wondering what I meant. He's not going to know. I make a bold move and stare straight into his eyes. I never knew what a strange color they were. A dark blue almost dream like color.

"Finally, we're at the hotel" groans Christina. "My leg fell asleep an hour ago!"

"If you want I could carry you" says Will. It was meant to be playful but we all knew he really meant it. Christina and Will turn multiple shades of red.

"Well, while you help Christina with that I'm going to check us in" I say with a chuckle.

I start walking down the aisle and stumble because Lauren stuck her foot out. I feel heat creep up my neck and the tip of my ears.

"Watch where you're going, Stiff."

Stiff. It's funny how one word can bring back so much. I was ready to launch myself at her but two pairs of hands guided me out of the bus and into the hotel. I don't have to turn around to know who it is.

"You didn't have to do that. I can handle myself."

"She's just trying to humiliate you. Ignore her" he says. He still hasn't let me go.

"That sounds funny, coming from you." My words hurt him. For a second I see them waver. Then they're back to the coldness. He says nothing. So I do.

"Hit a sore spot, did I? If it's sore for you it must be bleeding for me. You weren't the one they laughed at. You weren't the one everyone taunted or ignored. You weren't that person. You were the cause." My face is splotchy and red with tears by then.

"I have a reason" Four began before I cut him off.

"Don't worry. You're just a small portion. Lauren had the whole thing planned out. I gave her my trust. I was so , when I saw you come in the picture I was- well you should know. You ruined my life that day." I finish. I just poured out what I bottled up for two years. He just stares at me.