A/N HELLO! HOW ARE YOU ALL? WHY THE FUCK AM I WRITING IN CAPITALS? IT LOOKS LIKE I'M REALLY ANGRY SORRY
I'm not going to ramble - here's the new chapter!

Disclaimer: yeah lol no sorry I don't own Divergent lmao

Tobias POV

I glance down at my phone, checking it the sixth time in five minutes. Tris is nearly 10 minutes late and I'm getting worried. After another anxious minute of waiting, I finally decide to text her. Almost immediately, my phone begins to vibrate and I pick up her call, relieved.
'Tris? Where are you? I've been waiting for ten minutes and I got really worried.'
'Hi, Four. Calm down, I have an explanation. I have quite a story for you.'
I straighten up, suddenly worried again. 'What happened? Are you OK?'
'Calm down. I'll tell you in the car. See you.'
Exhaling, I reply, 'OK. See you.'

WHEREIN JOANNA CANNOT COME UP WITH A FUNNY/CREATIVE WAY OF TELLING THE READERS THIS IS A PAGE BREAK!

Tris opens the car door and slides in.
'Hey,' she says, smiling at me. I smile back and start up the car. As I pull out of my space, I ask, 'What was that all about? Why were you late?'
She rolls her eyes and replies, 'I, er, bumped into Lauren on my way out of my last lesson. You can imagine how that went.' I whistle through my teeth and shake my head. Tris continues, 'She saw your texts as well, which didn't help. She got mad at me and started shrieking in that voice of hers.'
I laugh as I turn the wheel and accelerate. 'Well, I'm never gonna be with her, so she can continue being a jealous bitch for as long as she wants to.'

Tris simply smiles and places her hand over mine on the clutch. 'Hey, um, I was wondering...' she says, biting her lip, 'if you were free on Saturday? To go bowling, I mean.' I look up to the mirror and turn the corner before replying, 'Yeah, I don't think I'm doing anything with the guys. I can pick you up around seven?'

She bites her lip again before saying, 'You could ask if the guys wanted to come and I can ask the girls. It can be like a night out, if you want.'

'Sure,' I say. 'I'll ask and text you later.'
'OK,' she says. I feel like something's wrong, something that she's not saying.
'Is something wrong?' I ask as I pull up next to her house. She blinks rapidly before replying slowly, 'No, why?'
'It just seems like something's not OK.'
'No, trust me, it's fine,' she says. I nod and get out of the car before opening the door for her.
'Such a gentleman,' she smiles, as we walk up the path holding hands.
'Bet you gentlemen don't do this,' I say. I pull her close and push her against her door, resting my forehead to hers. Her eyes flick up and her gaze rests on my lips.

'Are you going to kiss me?' she asks breathily. I bring my lips closer, about a centimeter away from hers, and reply, 'Maybe.' She bites her lip and doesn't break her gaze whilst bringing her face even closer. Our breaths mingle. I slowly move forward, intending to finally kiss her, but she moves back. 'Who's the tease now?' she says.
'Oh, shut up,' I reply, and before she can resist I kiss her hard. Her hands slip down my back and under my shirt. I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her even closer, until we are one person and there is no space between us, and it still is not enough. After thirty seconds, she breaks the kiss and places her arms around my neck. 'I'll see you tomorrow,' she says, before quickly turning around, slipping into the house, and closing the door behind her. I am left standing, heart still beating, eyes wide, at her front door. 'Tease!' I shout, coming to my senses. Her bedroom window opens above me and I hear her shout down, 'Loser!' I shake my head, smiling ridiculously, and get into my car before driving off.

As I turn my key in the door of my flat, I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket. Thinking it's probably one of the guys or Tris, I pick up without looking at the screen.
'Hello?'
'Tobias.'

I freeze and let go of the handle, leaving my key in the lock. I swallow thickly.
'Who is this?'
'You know full well who I am,' Marcus replies, his voice silky smooth and threatening. He must be sober today. 'You didn't come home last night.'
'No,' I reply, heart in throat.
'Then where are you?'

'You aren't my home anymore, Marcus,' I reply, standing up straight.
'No? Then what is?'

I take a breath before saying, 'My own flat.' There is silence on the other end.
'And where did you get the money for that?'
'The trust fund.'
'What trust fund?'
'The one you set up.'
'I set up nothing of the sort. I did not raise my son to be a liar.'
'You did. Before... before Mum died.' Another silence ensues.

'My money?'
'I'm paying you back,' I quickly say, making it up on the spot. 'I refuse to rely on you any more.'
There is heavy breathing and nothing is said. Because now, he cannot do anything. I am no longer going to be trampled on; I am my own person. I am no longer the small boy who sat silently in his grey bedroom in his grey clothes. I am no longer the teenager beaten black and blue with a violent alcoholic for a father and a dead mother.

I am Tobias.

So I hang up, enter my flat and close the door behind me. And before I do anything else, I press on Marcus' contact and block it.

A/N FINALLY, AN UPDATE!

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