WHAT'S UP EVERYONE! I KNOW I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN A WHILE, BUT I WAS IN MEMPHIS FOR THE HOLIDAY AND WHERE I WENT THEY DIDN'T HAVE INTERNET, AND I JUST GOT BACK THIS MORNING…
SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO, HERE IS CHAPTER 13 OF UNBREAKABLE!
Tris' P.O.V-
As my hand moves 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..."
"Yeah…" I nod my head and point to my name. "That's me."
"You still remember me?" Four questions.
I nod my head. "How can I forget?" I feel my voice come out a little bit harsher than I intended it to.
"Tris, I'm so sorry I left. It was-" He tries to explain but I interrupt.
"I know how it was for you back in your own home, but-" I begin but Four cuts me off.
"My 'home' was never a home. I regret ever calling that hell hole a home…all it is is a house," Four looks away.
I sigh, but manage to continue.
"Look, I know how it was back in that house of yours, but that didn't mean you had to leave me. After you left it sent me through a deep depression and it was hard to even get out of my own bed. Do you know how it feels to lose a best friend?" I question as I take a step back away from him and sit on the bed behind me.
"Tris, you know that I didn't want to go, but I had to…I had to get away from him," He sits down next to me on the bed.
"I know, but it felt like you didn't care for me at all and just left me all alone. You were the only one I really cared about, besides my family, and I thought that I would never see you again," I stare at my feet.
"I know I didn't get a chance to say goodbye, nor did I tell you that I loved you and I didn't want to leave, but I had to do what was best for us… best for you," Four looks at me, but I dare not to look back.
"What!" I jump up. "Best for me? Or best for you?! All you wanted was to get out of that house and I tried to help, but you never accepted it!"
"I wanted to accept your help, but if Marcus found out that I told you what happened every night, I wouldn't even be able to walk on my own two feet!" He practically yells back at me.
I scoff and grab my suitcase that I had been packing.
"Tris, where are you going?" Four questions sternly.
"Oh, I'm gonna leave and not tell you where I'm going. Oh, wait, maybe I should tell you I love you and I'll miss you, and maybe I should tell you that I am stretching our distance because this is best for us, oh, never mind, best for me," I roll my eyes and spin around, trying to register that I just threw his own words back at him.
Silence consumes the room and I stop in front of the door, unable to leave.
Not unable to leave, but unable to leave my old best friend like that.
"Tobias, I'm sorry, I just…I just don't want to go through this again and I don't want to leave you, but you're making it difficult for me to make my own decisions and i-it-" I choke on my own words and press my forehead to the door. I let my fingers drop the suitcase in my hand and bring them up to wipe my watery eyes.
No, no, no. Don't cry, Tris, just calm down and everything can be okay.
I dry my eyes and let out a huge sigh of relief.
Good, I didn't cry.
I shiver as I feel strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me close.
"It's okay, Bea, I'm here now…don't worry, I'm here," His voice sounds small and welcoming, but it calms me down even more.
A smile forms at my lips and I sink into his embrace.
I slowly turn around and roll my eyes as I see that he has a huge grin on his face.
"You're really annoying sometimes, Four."
"Hey, don't call me that…call me Tobias," His grin fades as he looks me in the eye and tuck a strand of my hair behind my ears.
"Okay, Toby," I grin.
"Hey, I didn't say nicknames," Tobias chuckles.
"But Toby fits really well," I whine.
He sighs a happy sigh and places his right hand on my left cheek.
"Fine, you can call me Toby," Tobias gives in. "But only on occasions."
"Like what occasions?" I question confused.
"Like these," Tobias brings me closer to him, by pressing his left hand to my back.
I shiver as his soft lips meet mine.
I unexpectedly kiss back and set both of my hands on his bare shoulders to steady myself.
Our kisses become slow, but at a steady pace.
We pull away at the same time to catch our breath.
I thought we were done, but Tobias leans down and peppers kisses all over the skin just beneath my jaw.
Tobias' right hand slowly grabs my left leg and brings it up to wrap around his naked stomach.
Without his help, I carefully bring my other leg to wrap around his waist and now I'm totally off the ground.
Tobias's hand travels up my leg, up my waist, up my chest, and then to the zipper of Will's jacket. His hand fondles with the zipper but he manages to get it off and pull it off my shoulder.
After the jacket drops to the floor, he presses me against the wall that is opposite from the door so he won't drop me, but Tobias continues to peck at my neck.
Cold air hits my arms and I begin to panic a little because all I have on is a black tank top.
But this is Tobias…he won't hurt me n any way.
"Tobias," I whisper, but a soft moan escapes afterwards.
"Hm…" He hums as his lips move down and literally make out with my collarbone.
"Will is in the other room."
"I-" He begins, but the door busts open from across the room and Will walks in, and spots us.
It doesn't take long for him to register what's going on.
"Woah, woah, woah!" He exclaims and covers his eyes with his hands. "Shit! Um, sorry…I didn't mean to walk on you two during PDA!"
Tobias gently sets me down on the bed and hurries to pull his shirt back on.
"Will," I get up from the bed and swiftly pull up one of my straps from the tank top that accidently fell down a bit over my shoulder while me and Toby were kissing. "We weren't doing anything you thought we were, and how is it PDA? There's no one around and this isn't public."
"Well this is my dorm and if anyone is kissing in my dorm then it's PDA to me," Will sets his hands on his knees as he breathes heavily.
"Will, what's wrong," Tobias questions as he pulls his shirt over his head.
"Nothing," Will answers. "I just thought that you two were…nothing."
"Wait, Will, how can you be phased by me and Tris doing it, but you aren't phased by you and Christina doing anything way more pleasurable than what me and Tris were doing a second ago?" Tobias asks and crosses his arms across his chest, and I chuckle.
Will laughs and begins to walk out of the room. "Fine. Take your time."
He closes the door behind him and Tobias turns to me.
"So you've walked in on them, too?" I inquire as I lean against the bed.
"Oh, god, tell me about it! I was scared for life!" Tobias sits down on the bed and I sit next to him. "I think I created a new fear after seeing them yesterday!"
"You're kidding," I giggle.
"No shit!" Tobias exclaims and wraps his arms around my waist. "Hey, you wanna go get something to eat?"
"We don't have any money," I frown.
"Don't you remember I work?" He stands up and pulls me up from the bed.
"Halftime policeman?"
"Yeah, and I should arrest you for being naughty," He smiles as he opens the door to let us out.
"What the hell do you mean? You were practically sucking off my neck!" I yell.
"You didn't like that?" Toby asks.
"No. No, no, no, no, no, I loved it," I admit.
Tobias chuckles and says, "Note to self, suck on Bea's neck more."
"Oh, so you're keeping tabs on me?" I question and lean against the wall.
"Pretty much, yeah."
"Ugh," I grin and punch his arm playfully.
I don't know this feeling, but I feel happy again.
Because he's here. Not Four, or the guy who helped me with my locker a few days ago.
Tobias is here. The guy who was once my bestfriend, the guy who left, but promised himself he would see me again even though he knew he wouldn't. The guy who doesn't care if his I call him the best nickname ever, which also may seem like he's a child again, which will only bring bad memories.
I know he's still afraid of that monster, but he won't care as long as he has his friends by his side. Or as long as he has me, Beatrice Prior, by his side.
THERE IS THE END OF CHAPTER 13, THE FIRST CHAPTER OF ONE OF MY STORIES I HAVE ENTERED ALL WEEK! SO MY GOAL IS TO UPDATE AT LEAST 5 CHAPTERS OF EITHER OF MY STORIES BUT I WILL PERSONALLY GIVE THIS STORY AND FOR BETTER OR WORSE MORE ATTETION…
HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED AND DON'T FOGET TO HIT THAT REVIEW BUTTON!
~silverpupp