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OKAY, HERE IS ANOTHER UPDATE OF UNBREAKABLE. MISMATCHED SHOULD BE UP LATER TOMORROW OR EARLY SUNDAY MORNING! TODAY, THIS VERY FRIDAY, I AM MISSING MY FIRST DANCE AND WELL, I'M BASICALLY EMAILING MY FRIENDS THAT DIDN'T GO EITHER! I WAS GONNA GO WITH A GUY FRIEND, BUT THIS GIRL I DON'T LIKE ASKED HIM OUT, AND HE CAN NEVER SAY NO…AH…HE'S REALLY SWEET THOUGH…AH, LANE…

OKAY, HOPE YOU GUYS HAD GOOD WEEKEND AND WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE IS CHAPTER 12 OF UNBREAKABLE!

Tris' P.O.V-

I quickly enter Will's apartment and shut the door behind me.

Fuck!

I think Four's onto me.

"Hey, you okay?" Asks a soft voice and I jump up, startled.

I place a hand on my warm forehead and answer, "Yeah, I'm fine. I just have this weird feeling that Four is onto m-"

I stop talking as I stare face to face at the guy standing in front of me.

I gulp and look into his midnight, blue eyes.

How did he get to me so quick?

"How'd you find me?" I question, my voice cracking a bit.

Will enters the living room and a sympathetic look crosses his face.

I cross my arms over my chest and glare at Will.

"Will, how could you?" I ask and repeatedly tap my foot impatiently.

"I just…look, Tris, I can't lie to my best bud…he cracked me, okay," Will replies.

"I understand," I say and uncross my arms and place them by my side.

I hear a sigh of relief come from Will, and even Four.

"But I can't stay here…" I break the news to them and brush past Four and Will and jog into my room Will lent me. I start picking up my items that I brought with me and began fixing the bed.

"Tris, where are you going?" Four and Will ask in unison.

"That isn't any of your concern. I just need to get away from here for a while, okay."

"Where are you going to go, Tris? You can't go back to where you came from," Will states.

"Yeah, I can't, but that doesn't mean I can't go anywhere else in this compound," I reply and pull on a jacket I borrowed from Will.

"Tris, don't," Four says and grabs a firm hold of my arm.

I stare at it. I stare at Four's hand clasped around my small forearm.

"Will, can we have time alone…please?" Questions Four and Will nods then exits the room, shutting the door behind him.

"Tris, why are you leaving, again?" He asks and I try to ignore him, but his arm around my arm is very uncomfortable. "Are you leaving because of me?"

I block him out and continue to look away from his eyes.

"Tris look at me," He places a soft hand on my chin and he makes me look at him. "Tris what did I ever do to you?"

"I…I…I just need some space." I choke on my words.

"Tris, I know what happened earlier…I told you like two or three days ago that I'll help you with this problem, okay. I can help you get rid of it or at least cover them up." Four says and runs his hand that was on my forearm down to my hips and he holds it there.

"It doesn't matter what happened to me earlier, okay, I just need to breathe," I croak.

"Tris, you keep suffocating yourself with lies. Just let me help you. I won't be able to breathe unless I know that you're okay," The hand that was on my cheek suddenly tucks a misplaced hair behind my ear.

I sigh and look down at the jacket I'm wearing. I pull it off and toss it towards the bed.

I'm about to pull up my sleeve until I stop and stare at Four.

"Wha- What are you doing?" I question and look at him as he pulls off his sweatshirt.

"Look, Tris, if you show me yours…I'll show you mine." He looks down at me and I suddenly feel heat radiating off his body.

I nod, not having a clue by the means when he says, 'I'll show you mine.'

"I'll go first," Four says and begin to pull up his shirt.

"Wait!" I whisper shout before I see a lick of skin. "I want to go first."

Four stops and nods slowly.

We stand there in silence and I finally look up at Four.

"Aren't you gonna pull it up?" I startle him with these words.

"Oh, I thought you were debating if you were or weren't," Four says with a chuckle and gently grabs my wrists.

I hold my breath as Four looks up at me and then back to my wrists then back up at me again.

He looks very familiar with that cute worried look on his face.

Tris! Focus!

"Tris, I don't want to put all this stress on you, because you almost fell over the chasm and you almost died in a fire…are you sure?" He asks.

I nod solemnly.

His fingers lift the hem of my sleeve and pulls up.

I close my eyes.

I feel Four's fingers run along my fresh cuts and heat rushes to my cheeks.

"Tris, It's okay…You can look…" His voice soothes me.

I open my eyes to find Four still examining my cuts.

"Tris, If you think this is bad then maybe I shouldn't let you see mine," He huffs.

I only tear away from his gaze and and turn my head.

"Tris, you sure about this?" Four questions.

I nod and look towards him.

"Okay."

Four releases my hand and gracefully pulls my sleeve down for me.

"We'll get those wrapped later," He reassures me.

Four grabs the hem of his shirt, and my attention is all on him.

Lifting the shirt over his head, I can't help, but stare.

I always knew Four was pretty muscular, but I never imagined if he had toned abs!

I blush profusely and try to calm myself a bit…Tris it is just a guy, okay.

You've seen Caleb's abs before, what's so different?

Four looks so freaking hot though!

Four looks at me one more time and turns around, exposing his back to me.

I slightly gasp as ink pelts his back.

It's not what I expected.

I look closer and make out a scar running down his back, curving a bit as it descends.

"Four," I gulp and run my fingers along it.

I feel him shiver, but I continue.

My hand slips a bit, but only to reveal more scars embedded into his skin…yeah… this is worse than the cuts I do.

Four spins back around and says, "Now, you know, that you're not the only one who has scars."

I nod and frown.

"Tris…" Four begins.

I don't let him finish and wrap my arms around his waist.

He hugs me back and I place my right hand on his shoulder.

A hand suddenly grabs my hand and I pull away.

"Sorry, I don't really want you to touch that…" He looks away.

"Touch what?" I breathe and move my hand away.

As my hand move away I gasp at the black ink that is in cursive writing that has sunken into his skin and has even made a living there.

I stare at the words Beatrice which is written in small, cursive and fancy print.

"Beatrice," I wiggle a bit.

"Yeah," Four rubs the back of his neck and says, "I miss her…I knew I shouldn't have left her two years ago…it was a huge mistake."

I barely register what Four is saying as I stare at my name planted in his skin.

"Toby…" I frown at what just flew out of my mouth.

Four lets out a small 'hm' and looks down at me with a confused face.

"Bea..."

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