Chapter #11:Family

Tris POV

I close my journal and start walking home, I'm feeling ready to face him. I hold my journal tight to my body because if feels ten times more special after I wrote something inside. The walk passed by fast and before I know it I'm walking through the front door. I see Four sitting on the couch with his head in-between his knees. I walk over and sit beside in. I rest my hand of his back, He looks up when he feels my touch.

"Hi" He says, his eyes look tired.

"Hey" I say softly. I start rubbing his back.

"Where have you been?" He doesn't look angry or mad, just disappointed. Why?

"I went to the park. I wanted to clear my head and I couldn't do that with you in the apartment" I try to explain but he just looks at the floor.

"Oh" He stands to get up but I grab his hand to prevent him from moving.

"Are you okay?" I say concerned.

"Amazing, thanks for asking" He gives me a dry laugh. His eyes look empty.

"Are you mad at me?" I ask, I look at my lap.

"No- actually yes I am" He shoots a glare. He continues "I wanted to talk to you about what happened earlier today, talk about my feelings for you but you were being selfish and just leaving. I wanted to know what's going on between us" He stands up and starts pacing.

"Your mad at me because I left? Your GIRLFRIEND came over to see her BOYFRIEND" I get louder and louder. "We shouldn't even have feelings to talk about" I use quotation marks around 'feelings' "Because you have a girlfriend, and the only feelings you should have are for your girlfriend"

"Don't you get it?" He roars. I look at him confused "I would leave Lily. I would break up with her for you. And I know that makes me a bad person but-" He cups my face with his big hands. "I don't care"

"Wh-aa-tt?" He would break up with Lily for me? "You shouldn't have feelings for me" I say grabbing his hands and lifting them off my face.

"But I do" He looks me right in the eye.

"But you shouldn't, you have Lily and I have Elliot. Lets just leave it at that. No more feelings" I look at him through tears. "The kiss was a mistake. You told me something so personal that made you vulnerable. You don't even know me!"

"Yes I do. You are loving, sweet, caring,friendly-" I cut him off before he could finish.

"Theres a lot more to know about me" I say dryly.

"I know. But I want to get to know you better. Why are you so afraid?" He ask. "Is it just me you don't want to be with me?, because you sure are happy being with Elliot" I'm asking myself that same question.

"I just can't. Okay. Lets forget this ever happened" I wipe my tears away.

"Fine. Whatever" Four gives up and heads into his bedroom. But I grab his hand and stop him.

"One last thing, you should breakup with Lily. If you have feelings for someone else or even have some doubts about the relationship, you should end it. Its not fair to Lily" I say with a small smile.

"Thanks" He says quietly then he walks into his bedroom.

That night as I lay in bed all I can think about is why I pushed Four away. He wanted to be with me but I said no. Why. Maybe its because we have this powerful connection, I know he can hurt me if he wanted to. And I don't think I can handle being that hurt ever again.

When I finally start drifting off into a blissful sleep my mind has different plans. I dream of something that I haven't dreamed about in years. But it wasn't a dream, it was a memory of The last boy I ever truly cared about, and he left me.

—x—

"Beatrice, Caleb. Come down stairs, We have to leave for the homeless shelter in 10 minutes. We don't want to be late" My mother yells.

I look in the mirror one last time before I leave my room. In the mirror in a 18 year old girl, who just finished her first semester at college and was home for thanksgiving, but looks like a 13 year old with her lack of curves and dull blonde hair that land just below her shoulders and boring blue-grey eyes.

"Beatrice are you coming?" My mother yells again.

"Yeah, I will be right down" I yell back.

I walk out of my bedroom and down the stairs. Where I'm greeted by my whole family waiting at the door.

"Lets go" My dad says while gesturing for us to walk out the door.

We all get into the car and drive to the nearest homeless centre. Its thanksgivings and my family always likes to help out. My brother -Caleb- and I are sitting in the back sit while my parents are in the front.

Caleb is also home from his university to be with the family too. He was always the smart one. Full scholarship to Harvard. We used to be really close but the older we got the more we drifted apart, we enjoyed different things. If we weren't family I probably wouldn't even been friends with him.

As we make our way to the shelter I always like to look out the window because it amazes me how fast the building pass by in a blink of an eye. But the thing I see out of the window doesn't amazes me it scares me.

"Holy shit" My brother whispers beside me.

The next thing I know is that our family car in being T-boned by a truck, Our car flips and flips and flips until I only see darkness

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I wake up and all I see is white and hear beeping noises. Its to bright outside and the beeping is too loud. I soon realize that I am in a hospital and the beeping noises are my heart rate monitor.

"Hello? Hello? Anyone out there?" I scream. I try to move but my whole body hurts. A nurse comes in and I soon feel somewhat relaxed.

"Your wake!" She exclaims somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I am" I state confused. "Now will you tell me whats going on?"

"Okay. How about I get you a doctor?" She asks. I nod my head, she leaves. A couple minutes later someone comes in wearing a white coat. She looks about 25-30 years old.

"Glad to see you awake. I'm Dr Wilson" She walks over to me and starts doing some check ups; she shines a light in my eyes, then starts feeling around my head. "You were in a car accident. You suffered from a traumatic head injury. We had to put you in a medically induced coma. Its been around 2 months."

"2 months?" I yelp. "Wheres my parents, my brother?" I start to panic again.

"Unfortunately your parents both died. Your father, Andrew Prior, died on in-packed. Your mother, Natalie Prior, died in surgery" I sit there stunned. I can't move or breathe or think for that matter. My family is dead. Wait my brother?

"W-What about my b-brother. C-Caleb Prior?" I choke out.

"He survived with minor injury"

"Where is he then?" I ask confused.

"1 month ago we told him that you might not wake up again and we haven't seen him since"

"He left?" They nod.

He left me alone…..He left me alone….. He left me alone…..

-Never Fear The Night

Chapter 12 is coming.

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