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Tris POV
I'm a mess. I can't even believe I care this much! I mean, he's my ex! It's not like I was hoping to get back together. Christina, being the great friend she is, bought me a tub of chocolate ice cream to lose myself in.
Currently, I am sitting on the couch using a spoon to eat out of the tub of ice cream and leaning on Christina while talking to her.
"I mean, I don't know why I'm so upset. I was the one who left him. Why do I care so much that he hates me?" I say, digging my spoon into the chocolate ice cream.
"It's not like you wanted to break up with him. That's why you still care. He'll come around, don't worry. Maybe fate will unite you!" she ends dramatically. I roll my eyes and groan.
"He's different now, right? I mean, he said he's had some one night stands. Before, he would never do something like that" I tell her.
"I know. Dump all your miseries on me honey" she says, dipping her finger in my ice cream.
"Hey, that's the second time already. Keep your fingers out" I say.
"I bought it" she retorts.
"Fine just one more taste" I say.
Christina dips her finger in my ice cream and smiles while pulling out her phone.
"You need a boyfriend" she says.
"No I don't" I say.
"Just temporary. You don't even have to date; just make Four jealous" she says.
"I don't think-"
"Just trust me. How about Aidan?" she asks.
"Ew. Are you going through your contacts?" I ask.
"Maybe. Al? You know he practically worships you" Christina says.
"I don't know. I don't want to date someone I don't even like" I say.
"I can explain it before hand" she says.
"And have them know everything is fake? I don't want to break anyone's heart" I say.
"I have a good friend who would understand" she says.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. He's a struggling actor. He's super sweet; he'd like to help" she says.
"I don't know, Chris. I feel like it would only backfire on us" I say.
"Just give it a chance. You can go to the Lounge together while I work" she says.
"Fine" I say, rolling my eyes. "But I really don't like you at the moment.
"Love you too" she says, pressing her phone to her ear.
Christina is done half an hour later. When she merges from her bedroom, she has a big smile on her face.
"Good news, he agreed. He'll pick you up at nine tonight" Christina says excitedly.
"That's great, but I don't even know his name" I say.
"Oh, right. His name is Matthew" she tells me.
"This is going to be a disaster" I tell her.
"Maybe, maybe not" she answers, grinning.
"Don't you have work?" I ask, glancing at the clock that reads 5:00.
"Holy crap! Thanks for reminding me" she says, jumping up from her seat next to me on the couch. "I'll be back at 8:30!"
Christina runs out the door, one shoe not yet tied. I sigh and get up from my spot on the couch. I throw my now finished tub of ice cream away and start preparing dinner even though I don't feel like eating.
I make a simple salad and turn the TV on while I eat. A re-run of 'Friends' is on, and even though it's one of my favorite shows, I don't pay attention to it. I feel almost depressed and my mind wanders to that yet unanswered question of 'why do I care so much?'
I finish about half of my salad along with the Friends episode before giving up on my meal. I put the salad into a container and open a random book. The words blur together and I can't focus on the words on the page. My thoughts wander back to Tobias.
If he cares so much about me then why did he push me away? When I left, how did I get him into Adele? The questions keep piling up, making my head hurt. I shut the book angrily and start a shower.
The water is hot and I can see the steam rising to the ceiling of the bathroom. I close my eyes and concentrate.
I will myself to let go; to let go of my problems. Bad idea. All this does is will on tears. I haven't cried this much since. . .
Thinking about it makes me cry harder. Why does my life have to be so screwed up? It's not fair.
I hop out of the shower, angry with myself. I get dressed and climb into bed, the tears drying on my cheeks. I lay restless in bed for what seems like hours. I hear the door open and a second later Christina calling my name. I close my eyes as she walks in my bedroom.
"Tris? Oh. . ." Christina's voice turning quiet at the end. She closes my door and I try to go to sleep again.
I'm lucky to have such a caring friend.
I wake up at noon the next day.
"I let you sleep in, but you have work today, remember?" Christina says happily, opening my curtains. The sunlight streams in and I groan and cover my head with my pillow.
"Nooo" I groan.
"Yesss" she imitates my whining.
"You had better get up right now" Christina tries to sound demanding.
"Yes, mom" I say.
"Good" she says, laughing. I sigh and get up. Christina is right; I have work. Groaning, I pick out something to wear and change in the bathroom.
When I'm done, pancakes sit on the counter for me.
"That took ages" Christina says. I smile a little and douse my pancakes in syrup.
"I didn't want to look bad" I say. She snorts like I look bad all the time. I punch her lightly in the arm.
"Don't forget; Matthew is coming tonight. I told him you just needed a friend" Christina says. "And me and Will are coming. I have to work too though."
Suddenly, this idea doesn't seem so bad.
"Ok, I have to go" I say.
"Bye" Christina waves overenthusiastically. I laugh and leave after pulling my shoes on.
The old record place is already open when I arrive. My friend, Susan, leans on the counter by the cash register, playing with a pen.
"Hey" she greets when I walk in.
"Hi" I say.
"We have a newbie" she says.
"Oh?" I ask.
"Yeah. He just moved here" she says.
"Where is he?" I ask.
"Back room sorting records" she says, pointing.
"Oh. What's his name?" I ask.
Before she can reply, a new voice sounds from the door to the back room.
"Tris?" he asks. I turn around.
Of course it just had to be Tobias.
"Four" I nod stiffly.
"You know each other?" Susan asks.
"Yes" Tobias says. She looks at me for more information, but I don't offer any.
"Hey the boss said to show him his jobs" Susan tells me.
Of course.
AN: So what did you think? More drama next chapter. Please review!
