A/N: Hey guys! Here's the next chapter. It's also a bit longer than usual. Enjoy :)
The next several days, I spend enjoying the farm. One morning after feeding the chickens, I go out to ride Cherry. After greeting her and saddling her up, I take her to the field to practice jumps and such.
About 2 hours pass by, and I'm just about to jump the biggest hurdle yet. I take off with Cherry, get ready, and jump when it's time. I close my eyes for a second, but open them when I feel her feet hit the ground. We made it. I smile and let out a sigh of relief and accomplishment. That's when I notice I hear clapping. When I turn around, I see Four sitting atop Dixon, another brilliant horse, smiling back and applauding my jump. I start towards him with Cherry. "Nice riding, Tris. You're getting pretty good."
"Well I sure hope so. I've been practicing every day," I reply.
"You wanna race?" he asks.
I smirked. "You sure you're up for the competition?"
"Oh hun, I can beat you with my eyes closed."
At the sound of him calling me 'hun', I suddenly feel the butterflies. I just clear my throat and follow him to the 'start line' next to some hay bales. "Ready," I start.
"set," he continues.
"GO!" I yell and take off. It's only a matter of seconds before he catches up to me, and for the rest of the race we don't fluctuate much. At the end, we immediately start with the "I won!" and the "No, I won!"
"Nuh uh,"
"Ok it was a tie," he claims.
I sighed. "Ok, fine," I relented, holding back a smile.
"Hey, wanna go grab a drink up at the house?" asks Four.
I can't fight the smile anymore. "Sure," I reply, and we start out way towards the stables. When I finish feeding Cherry and Four secures Dixon, we slowly walk up to the house.
"So, you really are getting better on Cherry. I'm impressed at how fast you tamed and trained her," he says.
I smile and reply, "Yeah, when I first got here I didn't think I'd get used to this kind of life. But it's only been a week and I'm already adjusted. I can really see myself sticking around here for a while."
"Good. Life's more interesting with you around."
I immediately widen my eyes at that statement. I try to cover up my shock by saying, "Why? Enjoy seeing a clueless city girl try to adjust?"
"That's not what I meant and you know it."
I give him a look, but eventually just smile and nod. He bumps my shoulder and fills the growing silence with, "Race you to the house!" and takes off running. I grown and shout, "Cheater!" and start running after him.
By the time we reach the house, I am nearly caught up to him. We burst out laughing and struggle to catch our breath. We go inside and are met with Tori raising her eyebrows at us. "What's so funny?" she asks.
"Oh nothing, just the fact that we're practically 2 year olds," I answer.
"Actually, just Tris is a 2 year old. She couldn't even catch up to me," he smugly as he starts towards the kitchen.
"What?! You took off and I wasn't ready!" I exclaim, he starts laughing and I follow after him. But before I do, I catch a glimpse of Tori smiling… or smirking… wonder what that's all about.
I see Four in front of the open fridge, leaning on it (looking pretty sexy, of course), wondering what to get. I reach past him and grab the pitcher of lemonade. I feel him staring at me and glance up at him. He gives me a weird look. "What?" I ask.
"Nothing." He smiles, closes the fridge, and grabs a couple of glasses. I pour us some lemonade and start sipping. "Hey did you find that book I asked you about?".
"Oh yeah," I remember he asked me a couple of days ago. "It's in my room."
We walk up to my room, and I instantly regret not cleaning it earlier. It's too late now anyways, but calm down Tris, it's not that bad. I grab The Maze Runner and hand it to him. (A/N: Shout out to the Maze Runner fans!)
"Is this you?" he asks, pointing to an old picture on my desk, as he takes the book. I smile and nod looking at the old photo of 4 year old me and my mom at Disney. "And… your mom?" he asks reluctantly.
I try not to cry, I really do. But every day I struggle to hold back the tears, and it keeps getting harder to hold it in. There are too many tears to hold in anymore. I didn't want to cry in front of Four, but a few stray tears fall.
"Tris, I'm sorry," he says as he puts the book down and wraps his arms around me. I don't know what to feel right now, but I do know that I feel safe in his arms. He's warm and muscular, and I never want him to let me go.
We stay like that for a couple of minutes, before we both pull back a little. We stare into each other's eyes; the need to kiss each other intensifies.
Right as I am about to rise on my tippy toes, since he is so tall, Tori calls that it's time for lunch.
We both sigh, let go, and glance at each other. We both smile a bit, before he grabs the book and we head downstairs. Apparently, Tori made chicken sandwiches while we were upstairs.
"Oh sweetie, are you ok? You look like you've been crying," she asks.
"I'm fine," I reply tersely, and glance up at Four. He catches my gaze, but I immediately avert my eyes.
In the afternoon, Tori and Amar need to run some errands, and we do some chores around the house and farm.
As 5 o'clock rolls by, we finish everything and jump on the couch out of exhaustion. Four speaks up first with, "You wanna play some video games?".
"You know I'm always up for competition," I smirk. "Wait, Tori has video games?".
"Yup. We can play Call of Duty. Oh, you probably won't want to play that."
"What, think a girl doesn't play video games? CoD is my favorite," I say confidently.
His eyebrows shoot up. "Ok then," he cautiously replies, getting up to put the disc in the PlayStation 3 I never knew existed here.
We play steady for a while, until I go on a shooting streak directed at him. He fakes being emotionally hurt, while I just laugh.
He grabs my controller out of my hands, and I try to grab it back. We pretty much wrestle for it, and somehow he ends up holding it above his head. I tried to jump to get it, but he is too tall and I am the height of a 12 year old.
We're laughing and fighting for the controller one minute, and breathing heavily, looking into each other's eyes the next.
In the heat of the moment, I lean up and kiss him.
At first I think "what the hell am I doing," but I am surprised when he kisses me back. He brings his arms around my waist, and we share such a sweet, mild kiss.
He pulls back and we smile at each other. The moment is gone when there's a knock at the door.
We let go of each other, and Four goes to the door. I straighten out my hair and see that Tori stands at the door holding several brown bags of groceries. Probably since most of our food was gone from the barbecue a couple of days ago.
She comes in and sets the many groceries on the kitchen counter. I make eye contact with Four, and he gives me a small smile. Tori comes out in the hallway again, saying "I'm about to make dinner. You're welcome to stay."
Four replies with, "Thanks, but mom is expecting me home. I really should be getting back."
My gaze falls to the floor. He definitely regrets kissing me if he wants to get away so badly.
"Aww, alright hun. At least help Amar get the rest of these groceries in."
"Of course," he responds with a smile, before heading out the door.
I look up and see Tori smirking at me. "What?" I ask, starting to put groceries away.
"I'm not an idiot," she gives me a look.
But I keep avoiding her eyes and say, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Uh huh, ok Tris."
I look up and stop what I'm doing when I hear what Tori says next.
"He's a nice young man, hun. You'll be good for each other." And she left the room.
I just stood there, in the kitchen with my mouth slightly open, until Four and Amar come in with more bags. "Close your mouth, Tris, you'll catch flies," says Amar.
I close it immediately as they set the bags down.
"You okay?" asks Four.
I nod and say, "Yea, I think I'm just tired. I'm gonna go to bed."
"Okay. Goodnight, Tris."
"Night," I smile weakly. I head upstairs and get ready for bed. I have a hard time sleeping, so I draw until my eyes begin to droop.
My dreams are filled with the one guy in my life that gives me such mixed feelings.
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