Chapter 33
Tris P.O.V
My mind keeps going back to that stupid tape... Everything Eric said, everything he did to me. I knew something was wrong, I knew my memories weren't adding up to his actions. I just brushed it off at first. I should have known better. The man I remembered his actions, his words, and the dreams that I remember having all were really Four. Some how they managed to replace Four's images with Eric's. My god I slept with Eric, I slept with Four's enemy. I placed out daughter in danger because, what I was too scared to speak up? Did I believe the memories over the reality that was in front of me.
My mind keeps telling me that Four is the one that is dangerous. That I need to run and hide. But then all his actions, words, even the feel of his touch they are all from my memories... Am I going in sane? I wanted Four to tell me stories of us, I wanted to know and compare the reality to the made up past.
But Christina was right... Four needed space. He would never admit it. I know he wants to be there for both Abigail and I. I also hear him, in the middle of the night, asleep... He cries out his memories, loosing me again and again. I haven't had the heart to tell him, about the known nightmares. I hate that he suffers in silence. But I understand why he hasn't spoken to me about them. Probably doesn't want to scare me off or burden me. I have notice that on the nights he does have the nightmares, is I reach out and hold his hand, he calms down quickly. Which is another signal for me... if I was no one special how could one simple touch calm him so fast?
That's why I am so grateful that we have such great Friends, offering to have a guy night with Four. Get him to loosen up and forget about being Daddy and complicated for a little while.
It doesn't take Christina long to begin her torture on me once Four walks out of the room. But as luck would have it, Abigail starts to wake up. My little Angel she has increased her feeding time already... every three hours. While I feed the baby Chris sits next to me, eyeing the gorgeous blue eyes, blond Angel.
"She is like a even mixture of you and Four." Chris says laughing.
"Poor kid, hopefully she won't get his nose." Cara says walking in like she has been here all along.
Chris and I both laugh at her statement, and finding the truth with in the statement.
"So I thought we would so pedicure and manicures... and Tris how about a hair cut?" Chris says excitingly reaching into her bag that she brought. There is nothing else to say, other then to roll my eyes.
"i'm not getting out of this, am I?" I ask
"No." Cara and Chris say at the same time.
"Tris, you have been to hell and back. You need to relax get pampered and fell like this is you again." Cara says. "If we didn't fear Four so much, we would probably had gotten a masseuse in here for you." Chris says.
"Why would you fear, Four?" I say like I am missing something.
"Girl it has been close to a year, you think he wants anyone touching you that isn't him." Cara says laughing.
In no time I feel Abigail's little head rolls back telling me she is full. I the burp her, and change her diaper. Once I am baby free I fear all in the world, as I see the things Chris starts to pull out of her bag.
-Three different hair brushes
-hair dryer
-hair curlier
-nail polish
-some kind of nail tools
-scissors
-makeup
-hair coloring
I start to wonder how big is her bag, and where can I get one like that?
Christina and Cara spend what feels like hours on me. They have managed to paint my toe nails, and finger nails luckily I drew the line at the color PINK! I just needed a wanted a darker color, so we went with a really dark blue. Christina cut my hair, it's right below my shoulders now, with tons of layers through out my head.
"There much better. A new you!" Chris says hugging me awkwardly from behind.
"Well don't you look more relaxed, and refreshed." The three of us turning, just now noticing Jess entering the room. She seems to be in a really good mood, her smile is the dead give away.
"Hey Jess, how are you?" I ask.
"Great, my mom and son are coming home! Finally." She says.
I reach to give her a hug, so happy for her to be reunited with her family. Now that David is long and buried. Never to be missed. "That's so good to hear!"
"And I have even better news! You are being released tomorrow! You can go home!" Jess says with a pleased expression.
Fear and excitement taking over me... Am I really ready to go home? Will Four really be ok with us joining him? What will I do now? What if Four isn't ready for us to really be a family? What if we can't make it work?
So who is excited to see them all go home and work on things :)
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