Chapter Nineteen
Tris POV
As we walk back to the hotel room I see that I gave Four all of the stuff. I owe him an explanation. We step into the hotel room and I go to the room and put on some sweat pants and a tank top. When I walk out I see Four on the couch drinking his coke.
"My parents are divorced."
"I know." I sigh. I go sit beside him on the couch. I cross my legs and shift myself so I face him.
"I was 7 when the fights started. I don't know why they started. That's why I want to see my father so badly. Caleb knew where he was. He also knew I wanted to see him. He said 'I'm protecting you.' My dad use to hate Jeanine with a passion. Now he's working for her. Caleb is going to her college. 'Matthews College.' I hate that name." Four is now looking at me, listening intently.
"It was midnight and I was in Caleb's room and trying to tune out the shouting. I had enough and ran downstairs. Caleb was trying to stop me but I made it to the kitchen before he could grab me. I saw my mom on the f-" my voice cracks, and my eyes fill with tears. I take a deep breath. "I saw my mom on the floor, her nose was bleeding, and my dad was standing over her. I screamed. Both my parents looked over at me. My dad walked to me and I don't remember anything after that." I'm crying.
"I know what you've be-"
"No! You don't understand what it feels like to know your dad doesn't love you anymore!"
"I actually do Tris. Will you for one second listen to me." He shut me up. I walk to the room and close the door. I don't listen to what he's saying through the door. I just curl up in bed and cry myself to sleep.
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I hear the door open. I look up and see that Four found the key to the room. Christina left it. Perfect. He walks over and lays beside me.
"I was 9 years old. My dad came staggering into the room, drunk. My mom, his wife, had an affair. She left when the beatings became too much. She left me alone with that, that thing. I was confused as to why he was undoing his belt. Then I remembered that's what he did when he was about to hit my mother." I look at him. He looks so vulnerable.
"How long."
"It'll stop when I move out. On the bus, when you woke me up, I thought it was him." He hasn't moved out. I crawl over to him and curl up next to his chest. He puts one arm under my head and wraps the other around my waist.
"I would do anything to go find those cowards" I say, almost growling.
"Than lets" Four says.
"What?"
"Jeanine did give us Andrew's card. We can worry about your coward" he says with a smile. I sit up and look at the clock. It's only 12. I immediately stand up and go to my luggage.
"Well what are we waiting for."
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We stand in front of a big glass building.
"Matthews Architecture" Four says.
"Matthews Architecture."
We walk through the heavy double doors. I see people in front of computers, faces masked with concentration. Four starts making his way to the front desk. I follow.
"Excuse me, do you know where we can find Andrew Prior" he asks politely.
"I can't give out personal information."
"We just have to talk to him" he says with bitterness.
"I can't give out" I slam my hand on the counter. He immediately looks up.
"All we need, is for you to give us an office number, and we will be on our way. If you don't give it to us, I'll have to get it myself."
"I can't give out personal information." Guards come and grab us.
"Don't resist" they say forcefully. They grabs us from behind and are holding our wrists together.
As we walk to the elevator Four stays close to me. We bump into someone.
"We're sorry, ." My blood chills. I get goosebumps.
"It's oka- who's this?"
"Some delinquents that were causing trouble in the lobby. We're taking them to Jeanine."
"No, I'm Four and this is Tris Prior, or Beatrice, whatever you call her." I look up and he looks surprised. His mouth opening and closing. The sight almost makes me laugh.
"She's your daughter you coward."
I start remembering being in the court in that uncomfortable dress that always made me itch. I was eight and on that day was when my parents divorced.