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Chapter 9
I wake up to the sun glaring light straight into my eyes. As my eyes adjust I noticed I'm not home. I'm in a dark blue and black room (3 walls black 1 blue), looking up I see the words "fear god alone" written in a light grey on the dark blue wall. There's the faint sound of water running from the bathroom. How'd I get here? Where is here?
I think over the events from last night. Peter was there and his lackeys Eric and Drew. Did Peter kidnap me? Did he take away my innocence completely? Granted I don't even know if I had my virginity to lose, I can't remember how far everything went when we were little. Wait wasn't there this huge fight? Yeah, I was able to scream for help and someone came running. Did they succeed in saving me?
I lay back down with a throbbing head and hope that the best possible scenario happened last night, as I wait for the mystery showering person to reveal himself. I try to take inventory of what hurts, my ribs, jaw, head, and back. I think that means I'm in the clear from rape because from what I've heard about sex that area hurts afterwards.
The running water stops and I look around for the person. I see him coming out with just a towel. I instantly look away, embarrassed to see this unknown person half naked. I look back and see the midnight blue eyes that belong to 's staring back at me worried.
"How are you feeling?" He asks.
"I'm fine"
He gives me that disapproving look, knowing I'm lying. On him the look isn't really condescending but worried and anxious.
"Ok fine. My head, ribs, jaw, and back hurt"
He nods "Are you ready to talk about what happened last night?" he tentatively asks
"I was walking home after soccer practice, hoping to apologize to you. When Peter and them jumped me. They gagged me and pinned me to the wall. I struggled as much as I could so I could scream for help." I take a deep breath. " h-he to- touched me, Tobias. Peter touched me again." I look up to see Tobias clenching his fists tight he looks so pissed off. When he looks back down at me he softens. Although I'm not crying anymore about anything to do with Peter, I can't stop the shaking that starts at the thought of him.
"Tris you had nothing to apologize for. As for Peter and them, Peter ran before I could do anything to him, but Drew may not be able to walk for a few days. It's going to be alright." He sits next to me wrapping his arm around my shoulders, trying to comfort me.
"Can I ask where we are?" I say once I've controlled myself.
Four chuckles a little. "This is my apartment" I look at him surprised. "The day after I asked you out I asked Marcus and Johanna for my own apartment because I figured if you ever wanted to come to my house you wouldn't want to see Peter. Also the fact I wasn't ready to tell you, and to keep you and me safe from Marcus. Who only agreed because Johanna was there." I nod understanding.
Changing subjects he asks "Do you want to know who I fought to get the bruise last Monday?"
I look up curious as to why that popped into his head.
"I beat Peter to a pulp after I told him I didn't finish his homework and he replied he could just ask you."
I smile "How long could he not walk for?"
"Until Friday" He smirks. I hug him closer.
"So what do you want to do today, since we missed half of school already?" I ask
He tilts my head up " I could think of something" He eyes my lips, and starts leaning in. I pull away.
"Nope. Not until you get dressed." He looks down, and then blushes like a tomato. Apparently he forgot his attire during our little heart to heart about last night.
I walk to the kitchen to make us breakfast or I guess brunch seeing as it's 10:30. I make four pancakes, fry two cheese covered eggs, and fry some bacon. I split up everything so we each have a plate.
When Tobias comes down he finds me ripping one of my pancakes into bites and eating without silverware or anything extra and the other pancake formed into a wrap with the eggs and bacon. He gives me an odd look.
"Why you eating everything like that?" He asks. Getting his own syrup.
"I've always ate pancakes plain and with my hands. The wrap is because I thought it would be like an egg, ham, cheese sandwich, only with a pancake for bread instead." I answer.
"Ok... different"
"Don't judge me" I tease.
"Too late" he cheekily smiles.
I stick my tongue out at him, he kisses it away while laughing.
"So can I borrow something to wear?" I look down referring to my day old clothes.
"No never" he jokes, I give him my signature puppy dog eyes, "Okay come on" he chuckles.
We head back to his room, he gets me a pair of small shorts and a smaller shirt, all relative to his size. He starts to hand them to me, but then he pulls them away.
"Wait. Pay the tollman." He orders.
"And how am I suppose to do that?" I step closer. He looks at my lips. I smile and get close enough to breathe the same air. I wrap my arms around his neck, start to lean in. Then I sweep my arms down and grab the clothes, running to the bathroom.
"Ugh Tris. I'm getting you back for that!" He shouts through the door.
"Good luck with that."
After my shower, I realize I have to roll the shorts about five times and the shirts goes mid thigh. Dang Tobias is tall.
I walk out finding Tobias on the couch. I sit on his lap, "Whatcha' watching?"
"American Horror Story" he says.
I snuggle into his shoulder, "Please no"
"Why not you were able to watch Paranormal Activity?"
"This is different. American Horror Story is creepier." He starts playing my hair. I look up to see he's already looking at. I go for a kiss, he does too. Instead he tosses me to the other side of the couch.
"What was that for?"
"Two can be a tease." He smirks. When he sees my face fall, he asks, "Truce?"
"Yeah" I scoot back over by him, giving him a small kiss and turning back to the tv.
We continue watching for a long while. Although we ended up making out after every time I got scared. At some point I ended up on his lap again.
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After the marathon was over we invite the gang over. Tobias wanted to make pizza so we started.
I'm knead the dough when he comes behind me to help. His arms wrapping around me to cage me and knead the dough. I kiss the underside of his jaw before continuing. I look over to see the sauce and everything else laid out and ready. All we have to do is roll the dough. I get more flour to keep us clean. As it lands it sprays Tobias.
"Oh you didn't" he mumbles. I look around anxiously to find cover. He grabs some sauce and whips it at me with the spoon.
I grab some eggs and sneak behind him cracking the egg on his head. He freezes feeling the cold whites drip down through his hair. He runs for the sink grabbing the sprayer, unleashing its waterfall on me.
The doorbell rings, but we ignore it. I grab the sauce and he grabs some of the dough. Soon enough we are stopped by a shriek. We look and see Christina freaking out at the sauce on her clothes and dough in her hair.
"Hey Four, I think we made our pizza" I say as I gesture to the room.
"There was pizza!" Uriah exclaims.
"Yeah but I think we missed a spot" I say grabbing the sauce spoon.
"Oh really where?" Tobias asks intimidated by our mess.
"Right here" I plop the last of the sauce on his forehead.
As I walk away he grabs me and spins me so my back is against his front. He whispers in my ear "You have been a very tricky girl today" he rubs his forehead slightly against the side my head as his nose goes along my jaw.
"So what do you guys want to do?" Shauna asks now that she has her composure.
"Never have I ever?" Marlene suggests. Everyone nods.
"Sure. Four do you have anything for admitting we've done the said action?" Will asks.
Tobias nods walking away to get enough beers for everyone.
"Who starts?" I ask, as we form our circle.
"I will." Christina announces, "Never have I ever..."
Thnaks for reading! Just so you know next week I'll be really busy. I'll try my hardest to update at least once. But I might be overwhelmed with soccer tryouts and homework. I'll be sure to update next weekend if I can't throughout the week. Review any ideas you want to show up in Never have I ever! Thanks for all your support.
-Crissy
