"You called Aymery a drug dealer?" Sandry nearly yelled.

"Keep it down."

"No wonder she's pissed with you!"

"Are you pissed at me?"

"Yes!"

Briar lifted an eyebrow.

"No. I hate it when you do that!"

They both laughed and started to walk home.

*~*~*~*

Tris didn't feel any better after talking with Daja. In fact, it only made it worse.

She grumbled all the way home. She opened the door to find an empty house. She was home alone.

"Great." She muttered as she sunk down in a chair and flipped on the T.V.

It was the news.

"This just in, and man was gunned down and killed by gang members in the alleyway of 50th and Grand St today. Here's Kathy with the story." The news reporter said.

Tris's mouth went dry and she turned the volume up.

"Thank you Tom. Twenty one year old Aymery Chandler was shot today in the middle of a drug deal about two hours ago. The police have caught the three gunman....."

Tris couldn't listen anymore. She got up and ran out of the house.

*~*~*~*

Briar opened the door to find a sobbing Tris. Before he could ask what was wrong she ran up and hugged him.

"I'm so sorry for not believing you. You were right." She howled.

Briar stood there speechless for a couple of minutes. All he could do was to hug her back.



A/N: WEEEEEE! I finally updated! Go me! Babooshka, my long, lost friend, please review and show me that you are still alive! It has been a while sense we reviewed. Now you have to update your fic. HA! I will hopefully post up and other chapter in a couple more days. Later days!