HEY, PEEPS! HERE IS ANOTHER CHAPTER! I AM SOOOOOO SORRY THAT I DIDN'T UPDATE THIS ON SUNDAY, BUT I WAS REALLY TIRED AND I COULDN'T THINK RIGHT…AND WELL, YOU KNOW THE REST…

SO THE NOTE AT THE BOTTOM IS VERY IMPORTANT!

SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE IS CHAPTER 9!

I DON'T OWN DIVERGENT…

Tris' P.O.V-

I awake in a comfy bed and sit up.

I frown as I try to remember what happened the night before.

Four walks into the room, and I realize that I am in Four's room…in the same bed I slept in a day ago or more likely, last night.

"You feeling okay?" He asks as he places a hand on my forehead.

I nod even though my head is killing me.

I try to sit up, but Four starts to complain.

"No, Tris. You need to rest."

"But Four-" I began, but he cuts me off.

"No. You need to rest…if you stay right here, you'll be alright." He says and removes his hand.

I nod and Four sighs as he sits on the edge of the bed.

"I'm sorry to be asking this question, but do you remember how the fire started?" he asks.

I shake my head. "No, I don't remember anything. All I remember is coming back to my dorm and then just going to bed…that's all."

"You didn't get anything to eat or do anything else…" Four says slowly.

"Well," I say as I place a hand on my forehead, "I did get up to take a shower and change into my sleeping clothes and that's it."

"So you didn't do anything or see anything out of the unusual?" He questions.

I close my eyes as I try to remember what I did or saw last night.

"Oh, yeah," I say jumping out of my thoughts.

Four slightly jumps up along with me, a little startled at my outburst.

"Yeah, I remember going to the kitchen to make something to eat, but I thought otherwise and wasn't hungry. But on my way to the bedroom, I dropped by my living room and it felt really cold all of a sudden. I looked around the room and saw that my door was half way open." I chuckle a bit at the thought.

"What!?" Four says suddenly. "Your window was halfway open!"

"Yea, I just thought it was maybe Christina may have dropped by and she didn't close the door all the way, so I just ignored it and went to shut it myself." I answer.

"No, no, no…did you see anyone in your apartment?" He says harshly as he runs a finger through his dark brown hair.

I shake my head. "I don't know why there would be…the only people who know my code is Christina."

"Oh…are you sure you didn't see anyone?" He asks again.

"I'm positive," I say and put my hands on each side of me.

Four looks down at his feet and heaves a huge sigh.

"What's wrong?" I interrogate as it is my turn to ask questions.

"I think I know who did this," He answers.

"Did what?" I ask as I groan to sit up.

"Who set your apartment on fire? Whose still out to get you?"

"Who?"

"Can't you see?" Four says as he gets up from his bed. "It's Eric."

I freeze. I don't know why, but I freeze.

"Wha- What? Why?" I stammer.

"I don't know, but Will told me what happened, and he quit the team…I actually want to join him now; I would rather hang out with your friends instead of the one's I have now," Four stares dead in my face.

"But why do they intend to hurt people…it- it doesn't make sense." I say as I throw my feet over the bed so that they are hanging freely above the floor.

"They do that because we all have the same thing in common," Four speaks as if what they have in common is the most obvious thing in the world. "We've all been hurt in some type of way."

I stand, ignoring the pain that comes traveling up my spine, even though I have no clue as to what happened after Four got me out of my dorm.

"What do you mean?" I say angrily. "Do you guys think that just because all of you have been hurt in some way means that you can just try to hurt others in a way that's undeniable! Do you guys think that just because you have been suffering from pain for so long and it hurts that you have to take it all out on others! Or is it that any of you think that no one else in the whole entire world has never been hurt and you just want to give them all of your pain so the innocent can know what it feels like!"

"No, Tris, that's not what it's like," Four tries to contradict.

"No. You don't need to explain anything, because I know how you guys feel, but SERIOUSLY! You just have to take it all out on others! I don't know why I chose this way to go, but Dauntless is no better. I know people like you and the rest of your team, but you guys need help," I say the end part so quickly that I barely hear what I am even saying.

Four just stares at me in disbelief with his eyebrows knit together.

"Tris, that is not what we are like and you know that," He says ever so softly, but it's still in the deepest voice that I can never imagine he had.

"Actually, I know nothing about you…or any of you. All I think when I see you is how much of an egotistical man you are," I say as my eyes began to burn because I am on the verge of tears.

I have no clue why I said that because I barely believe it myself.

I began to walk out of the door, but Four wrenches me back as he grabs a hold of my forearm.

"You know you don't mean that," He speaks in a whisper.

"Then why did I speak it," I respond.

"We are no where self-conceited, unlike Eric, but we are all damaged and it's just how my team let out their pain, okay, but I nor Will want to do any of the things they do. We are just categorized into that group because of what happened in the past." Four says and I just look away.

"Look, I know you guys are damaged but y'all aren't the only ones…" I look down at my thighs that are showing my scars.

Four seems to look, too, but he quickly looks back up at me.

"Look at me, Tris," He says slowly.

He takes his hand and cups my cheek.

"I like you…a lot, but if this is going to keep us apart, I am so, oh so, willing to give up the team for you," He says and I began to revolt, but his lips closes the space between us.

I am taken aback at this.

But I don't care; this guy just confessed his love to me.

So I kiss back.

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