Hey guys! I've decided to write this story again. I was re reading and thought of a way to continue this without it going putside of my comfort zone. PLEASE LEAVE ME REVIEWS, IF YOU DONT I WON'T CONTNUE. Also, check out my other "in progress" story entitled "Peter's Revenge" Kisses! Rebecca
I aid Evan off the ground as Tobias lays still, watching my every move.
"You can mess with me, write me notes, and even try and pull me back into your life. But whatever we had ended the second you put the idea into your head that you owned me. I am my own person, and I don't need you or anyone else to tell me what to do. I make my own decisions and who I choose to have in my life is one of them. So, until you're ready to actually apologize or even think about talking to me or touching me ever again, you need to get your life together before I do it for you."
I turn and walk triumphantly back to Christina's apartment.
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A few hours later I hadn't heard from Christina and there was a knock at the door. She probably forgot her key. Again.
I open the door and surprisingly see Evan standing in front of me.
''Hey" He says with a smile.
"Hi" I look at him with a look of confusion and happiness. "What's up?"
"I wanted to make sure you were ok. After what happened-"
"I'm fine thanks for asking."
"Ok, can I ask what happened between you and him?" He looked utterly curious.
"I'd rather not talk about it. I'm just not ready I guess." I give him an apologetic look.
"That's fine. I'll talk to you later then." His mouth as done moving, but his eyes looked like they wanted to say more.
"Bye." I bean to close the door when I heard him walk the to steps back to the door and put his hand on it, pushing it open. "Tris?"
"Yeah?"
"I forgot something." He almost had a smirk on his face, not a cocky one, more of a loving one.
"What?" I was confused, because at the time I really didn't see the implications he was making towards me.
"This." He leans in and kisses me. Slowly and softly at first. I remain still at first then relax into it. We pull closer to each other, backing up into the apartment. With no intent of stopping.