TRIS POV
I wake up on Tobias' chest with a pounding headache. I sit up, and he wakes up as well. Our clothes are scattered on the floor so we put them on. We go out to breakfast. When we get to the kitchen we groan because of the sudden brightness. My mom turns the lights down for us as we sit at the table.
"Beatrice, did you think we wouldn't hear what you guys were up to last night?" My father asks.
"Okay, we were like, really drunk last night if you didn't notice."
"Did you at least use protection?"
"Once again, we were really drunk." I say."
"So that's a no." He asks.
"it is."
"BEATRICE CHRISTINE PRIOR! YOU COULD GET PREGNANT! YOU ARE WAY TOO YOUNG TO BE PREGNANT!"
"But I might not end up pregnant." I point out. My left hand rests on the table."
"Beatrice, what is on your finger?" My dad asks quietly.
"a ring."
"wait, you're engaged now? You haven't seen each other id two and a half years."
"Yes, but we are more passionate then before my death, and we are very happy together." I reply.
"Do you at least know his real name?"
"Yes, but I am not telling you."
We eat breakfast and Tobias and I go back to bed to sleep our hangovers off.
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Four's funeral will be in a couple of chapters.
