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ABOUT THE LAST CHAPTER…I DID END IT ON A DREAM THAT TRIS HAD AND I HOPE IT WAS VERY SELF EXPLANATORY SO…YEAH…BUT WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE IS CHAPTER 6!
Tris' P.O.V.-
The next morning, I slowly step out of bed and roam around the house.
I just want to get that fucking dream out of my mind, but it wouldn't leave…
I walk into the kitchen and pull myself up onto the counter next to the refrigerator, and just stare at the microwave clock.
At about 5:56, I hear shuffling coming from the living room.
That's Four. He's gonna come in here, and just don't act weird, okay.
I don't answer myself.
Okay!
"Okay!" I yell, and then realize I yelled it out loud.
Fuck! I think to myself.
"Tris?" Four saunters into the kitchen, "Are you okay?"
"Y- yeah, I was j- just…uh…god, u-uh…it's nothing…it's just…last n- night…" I studder, and face palm myself.
He looks at me weird and just says, "Okay…do you want something to eat?"
I shake my head, "Not hungry."
"Come on, you gotta eat something," he pokes my flat belly.
"I said I'm not hungry," I groan.
"Ugh, fine!" Four moans and just pulls a blueberry muffin out of the fridge. His eyes wander to my thighs and I quickly place my hands on to cover them up. "What was that?" he questions and tries to pry my hands away from my thighs.
"Four… Stop," I say and he literally pulls me off the counter after dropping his half eaten muffin.
"Let me go!" I shout as he throws me over his shoulder just like Will did and takes me to the living room couch.
"Stop! It's none of your business!" I'm about to cry now. I push him away from me, but he drags me along with him, and I hit the floor. "Stop!"
"Tris, just stop moving!" Four shouts back and pins me down on the floor so my hands are beside my head.
"Four, don't," I warn him, but he doesn't listen. Instead he pulls up my left short thingy and stares at my thighs.
"Tris…" Four runs his fingers along my thighs, feeling every scar embedded into my skin. "No…why?"
"It's none of your business, Four!" I stand up and run for the door.
"Tris! Stop, please!" I hear him yell but I'm already out the door.
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I run all the way to the high school junior dorms, ignoring my burning lungs.
I realize that I'm still in shorts and pull the hem of them down a bit so anyone who passes won't think they see anything.
"Tris!" I hear that same voice yell, but it's distant. Four.
I quickly continue to run and pass several dorms.
I bang on each one, so if anyone I know will let me in.
All of the doors have key pads to where you have to put in a pass code…I'm not getting in one anytime soon.
I'm about to yell help until I slam my fists on a door but the door opens a bit.
I slip in and shut the door silently behind me, but my hair gets stuck in the door.
Oh no.
I yank my hair out of the door and silently scream in pain of a little bit of hair loss.
I press my right hear to the cold, wooden door and listen.
Footsteps echo throughout the hall, and they stop to a halt and heavy breathing can be heard.
Please don't find me in here, please don't find me in here. I plead.
Four's footsteps continue down the hall and I sigh and slide down the door. I'm safe.
Four's P.O.V-
"Tris! Stop please!" I yell after her and get up from the floor. I run down the senior dorm's hallways and I have no idea which way she might have went.
If I was her, I wouldn't have went back to school or stay in the senior dorms.
She would have went back to the high school junior dorms.
I run as fast as my legs can carry me and finally reach the junior dorms.
I slow down and look around.
Shit! No Tris.
I'm startled by continuous bangs.
What the-?... Tris.
I run further down the hall but soon the bangs stop.
I stop and look around again. A lock of light blonde hair sits gracefully in front of door 582.
This is Tris' hair, but I recognize the room number.
This is Christina's room.
She might have come in there and just wanted some space…I just can't believe what I saw.
I pick up the lock of her hair and slip it into my pocket and then walk away like nothing happened.
I'll see her later at school, I hope.
Tris' P.O.V-
"Hello?" I say as I walk into the living room then down a hallway.
Moans and groans fill the silence in the dorm and I continue to walk forward.
I pass 2 other doors with one being a closet and the other a bathroom.
There's a door at the end of the hallway but it's slightly ajar. I slowly open the door because, well, curiosity always wins with me.
Christina and Will are under the covers but their heads can be seen. Christina is on top with Will on the bottom.
Will is the main one making all of the noise and I sort of giggle at the sight.
Will spots me out the corner of his eye and stares at me. "Chrissy…"
"Yeah," she breathes heavily, and Will points towards the door. She quickly turns and I cover my mouth and look down.
"Oh, Tris," They struggle to get away from each other and Christina grabs the covers and wraps them around her chocolate body, while Will has nothing to cover himself up with, he covers his junk with his hands.
We just stare at each other…
"Uh, sorry, to barge in or something, but I was just trying to find somewhere to hide. I was trying to get away and this door was open and then I heard moans and stuff and I'm just really sorry," I admit.
"It's fine," Christina smiles. "I guess this is a lesson to us, right, Will?"
"Yeah," he smiles and his face goes pale.
"We shouldn't be doing this in the morning right before school…we should've waited…" Will frowns.
"Wait," I shake my head confused, "You two decided to do it in the morning, right before school…really, peeps, you just had to…ugh."
"We did it last night, too," She adds awkwardly.
I just shake my head again. "You freaks…"
"What are you doing here anyways?" Christina questions with a furrowed eyebrow.
"Uh," I pull down the hem of my shorts just in case. "Four found out something."'
"Like what?" she asks confused.
"It's not important. I just needed somewhere to chill, ya know…" I look down at my feet.
"Don't you have a dorm to chill in?" She questions again.
"I left my backpack in the cafeteria and my schedule was in there so I have no idea where my dorm is, so I spent the night at Four's," I answer.
"You and Four…oh…what did you guys do?" Will smirks.
I shake my head, "We didn't do anything and ew."
"Didn't you say you left your backpack in the cafeteria?" Christina asks as she roams through her closet.
"Yeah, I'll have to go get today," I frown.
"It's your lucky day," she pulls out my north face backpack and tosses it to me. I fumble to catch it. "I was gonna give it to you at school today, but here you are…we didn't know what happened to you."
I eye Will, and he just looks down at his feet. He did not tell her what he had to do, but if I was him, I wouldn't have either.
"Yeah, I just tripped and feel in the hall and Four and just happened to be there to help," I cheerfully smile.
"Oh, we have some time to change and get to school," Christina starts, "If we're fast enough we'll be able to go check out your dorm."
"Okay…" I stare down at Four's shorts and shirt and frown again. "I don't have any clothes to wear; these are Four's."
"Don't worry," Christina beams, "I have some clothes you can borrow."
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"Is this the dorm?" Will questions as we stare at the number 163 planted at the top of a door.
I look at my schedule and the number's on there. "Yeah, this is it."
I search for the passcode on my paper and enter it as I say, "4610."
"If you guys ever need someplace to stay for the night or so, you know my passcode," I tell them.
We enter my dorm and I feel my eyes widen at the sight.
The living room has two black couches with a coffee table and a 72 inch t.v. The kitchen has an electric stove and a massive refrigerator.
We walk to the end of a hallway and into what I'm guessing is my room and my jaw drops.
I have my own personal bathroom with a 64 inch t.v, a mini couch, a closet, and instead of a queen sized bed, I have a king sized bed.
"Woah," says Christina and Will in total awe.
"How did you get such a big dorm?" Christina asks. "And a KING sized bed…I only have a queen sized."
"Just my luck," I reply, "Just my luck."
OKAY SO THAT'S THE END OF THIS CHAPTER! HOPE YOU ENJOYED…LOL…JK..IT'S NOT THE END…I OWE YOU GUYS BECAUSE I HAVE NOT UPDATED IN WHAT FEELS LIKE WEEKS! SO JUST TAKE THIS AS A
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Tris' P.O.V-
I hurry to stuff my backpack inside of my locker and grab my gym bag; I really don't want to talk to Four after what happened this morning.
I slam my locker and I yelp at the sight of Four standing behind it.
"Hey," he says casually.
"Hi," I reply vaguely and start walking towards the gym right when the tardy bell rings.
Four catches up to me and swings his bag across his shoulder.
"Tris, I am so sorry for what happened earlier. I was being a jerk and I'm sorry if I scared you in any way," he apologizes.
"It's just that I wouldn't think of you as a 'Stiff that cuts' but-" he begins but I zone out the rest after he quotes as a 'stiff that cuts'.
"Okay, Four," I cut him off, "I used to be a Stiff but do factions have anything to do with what I do to my skin?"
"No," he chokes and I stare up at him since he's so tall.
"Then why do you keep calling me that? The stiff that I used to be is in the pass, okay!"
Four looks taken aback that I yelled at him and I want to say sorry, but I don't.
"Okay, Tris."
"Okay," I say back and we continue walking.
I catch him looking at me now and then. Maybe he still thinks I do it…if he does, then I have to get him off my case.
"And plus, I don't self harm anymore," I lie.
Four lets out a sigh of relief that I didn'r know he was holding in. "I thought that you-"
"No, I don't. Just drop it, kay," I bite my lip and look away from him to avoid the word liar written on my forehead be seen.
"Tris?" Four says slowly.
"Hm," I answer.
He sticks his hand in his pocket and hands me a lock of light, blonde hair. "You left it outside Christina's door…I know it was yours."
He grins like an idiot and I giggle, "Thanks," and then take it.
"Oh yeah, and Tris?" his grin fades.
I look up at him as we stop in the middle of a hall.
Four leans down to whisper into my ear.
"I know you're lying, but I can help you. I'll always be here for you…" he whispers sand I shiver.
He smiles at me and walks to the boys' locker room to change.
I watch in disbelief as he does and study him.
I make out a few marks of black ink crawling up the back of his tan neck.
I decide to ignore it and think about what he said.
Four knows.
I just know that it's the beginning of something horrible.
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