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Tobias POV

Chapter 16

"So is everyone in?" Christina asks, trying to confirm our plans as everyone but Uriah nods.

We all laugh at him due to the fact that he's grounded by his mother who he doesn't even live with. Thanks to Uriah's confession at our last never have I ever game, Uriah had to confess about the one time he got arrested.

Turns out during one of his games of truth or dare, Lynn, Shauna's sister dared him to dress up as a chicken and walk down the street making chicken noises, apparently, someone was frightened and called the police, and that's how Uriah ended up spending a night in jail.

Everyone with the exception of Uriah decides to meet up at six-fifteen so we can go watch a film together.

Uriah pouts telling us he's already watched that movie and will be happy by himself at home, somehow he manages to rope Marlene into staying home with him.

I head back to Marcus' house to freshen up. A small smile makes its way onto my face. Just yesterday I finalised a deal for renting a two-bedroom apartment just five-minute drive from Dauntless.

I move into the house next Thursday and the decision to save up a bit more worked out well. I can pay for the next 2 months of rent and expensive with the money I have right now and still have money left over.

I open the front door to Marcus' house and walk up to my room, take a quick shower and dress casually, a button-up dark blue shirt, jeans and a dark grey hoodie.

My wallet and phone lay on my bedside table, I grab them and head, ready to see my friends but only to see him by the front door.

"Tobias," He snarls, "You've been avoiding me, do you have anything to say?"

"I'm moving out on Thursday," I say bluntly.

This causes Marcus to frown, he knows I no longer need him, he can't do anything to me anymore I'm leaving soon and I have no intention of ever coming back, not to him.

"You think you can just walk back into my house and come and go as you please," He asks, raising his voice, although it's more a statement than a question.

"Yes, and I think that the least you can do is be alright with that, considering what you put me through," I tell him, with some newfound confidence.

"How dare you speak to me like that do you know who I am!" He barks.

"I know exactly who you are you monst-" My phone cuts me off as I look down and see a text from Tris.

Tris: I'm outside.

Tris: Where are you?

Tris: Come onnnn

Tris: I'm going to knock

I abandon the conversation and walk out the door ignoring Marcus' whispers of protest. I'm sure if he didn't catch on that someone else was here he would be yelling and using physical actions to keep me from going.

I laugh slightly at the thought. I've never used my strength against Marcus, so if he were to try anything, it would be interesting considering this time I would fight back.

"Took you long enough," Tris teases.

I smile at her, she looks flawless and she didn't even try. Her baby blue jeans paired with a woollen jumper show her true beauty.

"Well then, let's get going," I counter.

She smiles and obliges by getting into the driver's seat of her car, I walk to the other side of the car and open the door to sit down.

Before I sit, I see something that catches my eye, but it isn't exactly something, more a someone.

I see him, Marcus, through the window watching me, but not me.

He's watching Tris.

-

"That was such a good film," Zeke exclaims as we all nod.

After the movie, we decided to get some food and head to the park, because according to Shauna this is the perfect weather for sitting outside.

I can't help but wonder if there's some kind of alter motive to this plan considering it's close to freezing weather in my opinion.

Will and Christina go to pick up the pizza on their way and the rest of us go to the park. Zeke and Shauna pull out a picnic blanket out of their boot to which they claim 'they always had back there.'

We spread the blanket down and I sit next to Tris, she smiles as I do the same, it seems as if she's the one that makes me smile more, recently, I could deny it and claim that it's just because I'm getting away from Marcus, but I'd be lying to myself.

"Me and Zeke are going to get some drinks, Will and Chris will be here soon," Shauna announces as Zeke walks over to me.

"Dude, it's painful watching you and Tris be just friends, do me a favour and actually ask her out,"

My mouth hangs open as Zeke walks off. I shake my head clear of the thought as I hear Tris ask me something.

"How did you and Zeke meet?"

A smile works its way onto my face as I recall the story of how Zeke and I met, "Well, it was in first grade, we needed to get into partners and no one wanted to be Zeke's partner so I took him, " I joke, as we both laugh.

"I met Shauna in the second grade, "I continue, knowing that was probably the next question she was going to ask, "We meth through Zeke.

She nods as we both sit there in silence, enjoying each others company, with no words needed to be said between us.

Will and Christina and up arriving a few minutes later with the pizza's and Shauna and Zeke make an appearance straight after them.

We all eat making small talk from time to time if we aren't busy stuffing our faces with pizza, and by we I mean Zeke.

"Do you remember that time where me you Uri Mar and Will went camping with your mum and Caleb? And when it started raining Natalie suggested we go play in the rain." Christina recalls a look of fondness on her face.

Tris smiles sadly and nods, I catch her shiver slightly. Before I know what I'm doing, I'm offering her my hoodie, she looks at me for a second, but a second is all it takes for a gust of wind to hit us.

She shivers once more and then accepts, giving me a small smile. After a good half an hour more, we decide to start heading back home.

Tris and I get into her car as she drives me home, I can't help but smile at the sight of her in my oversized hoodie.

I reach home and give her a small wave 'bye' but all she does is frown. I look in her line of direction to see a broken bottle, leading into the pathway of the house.

I immediately realise Marcus is the cause of this, he must be drunk.

Again.

"Don't worry about," I assure her as I walk towards the house. I unlock the heavily guarded door Marcus had requested and make my way inside.

The smell of alcohol wafts in the air, making my stomach churn, taking me back to the times where I was in a situation like this, but younger and defenceless.

I make my way into the large kitchen, one any person would dream to have, but the kitchen lost appeal to me ever since mother was gone. She was no longer in there, baking cookies or making dinner.

I walk upstairs, ignoring the drunk slurring of Marcus. I get into bed and let the soft sound of the wind lull me to sleep.

-

The cold night air kisses my skin, eradicating every hint of sleep from me. Her grave is untouched by time, whereas the other graves seem to have some trace of evidence, indicating they had been visited and maintained.

It doesn't shock me that no one ever came here to visit mothers grave when Marcus started abusing her, she was cut off from her social life. She was prohibited from seeing her friends and confined to the house.

The crips air hits me one again and I'm reminded of the nightmare that awoke me and made me come here in the middle of the night.

I was in the closet again, listening to her cries as Marcus took his anger out on her again. Mum was strong, maybe not physically, but mentally. I remember asking her about what had happened, she never told me the full thing.

She just explained that my father was mad and stressed. When things started getting worse, she began looking for a way out for the both of us. During the day when Marcus was gone, our plan would begin.

I was only around nine at the time, I went to school every day and during school, mother would go work at a small cafe, when school was over, we would both make our way home and start on the long list of chores Marcus left.

Most of the time we had finished them by the time he arrived, but others times, we would be halfway through the last chore as he returned.

It could be that dinner was slightly overcooked or the fact that I had some dirt on my face. The smallest thing would set him off.

A few months into our plan, mother had gathered enough money to get us ou and keep us stable until we had a more permanent situation and she could file a divorce. The plan wouldn't take much longer, but unfortunately, Marcus was fast.

One day after school, Marcus was waiting at one for me and mother to return, turns out he got home three hours before we came home and found mother out of the house.

When he saw the small amount of money mother had in her hand that she had earned from her shift, he lost it. I was locked in the cupboard and all I could hear was the sound of her cries, the next day, she was dead.

I dust the gravestone enough so that I can see her name, and place a flower by her. A single pink rose, representing gratitude and appreciation.

Sighing, I kneel down and begin whispering, telling her everything, by the time I'm done, it's past 1:30 am.

I get up, walking the path back towards my car, when a certain flash of light distracts me.

"Four?"

Tris.

A/N Hope you enjoyed this chapter. I've been writing more chapters in advance, so I'll upload the, soon.

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