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Tris POV
"Where were you during music?" Christina asks again after my absence of words.
"I was with Tobias..." I say as I scratch the back of my neck. Everyone gasps. I scoff. Girls have a weird tendency to over exaggerate things.
"And..." they all lean in closer. My face turns bright red and I bury it in my hands.
"We made out," I say in the lowest voice possible. They all look confused. "We made out!" I say loudly. Everyone 'aw's and hugs me.
"My Trissy is becoming a woman! Only one thing left," she says as she wiggles her eyebrow. I feel my face go hot and my hand sweat. I've always had a fear of intimacy, and going any further than kissing is hard for me to do. I prefer not to go any further, and I haven't.
"I... uh... umm..." I say, unable to get any words out of my mouth. Christina's mouth turns to an 'o' and we all run to gym.
Tobias walks over to me and grabs my hand and laces our fingers together. I see the girls on the other side of the bleachers snickering. I roll my eyes and pay attention to the gym teacher. Mr. Eric says that today we will be working on endurance, so we begin to run the mile. I quickly pull ahead of everyone except for Tobias who is a few meters in front of me. I try to speed up and catch him, but he crosses the finish line two seconds before me. We were a whole lap in front of everyone else, so we asked Coach if we could go get a drink of water, but we ended up in the equipment that Chris and Will are usually in.
He slams me up against the wall, kissing me. His tongue brushes up against my bottom lip, asking for entrance, and I allow it. He French kisses me as he pins me to the wall with his hip. I rub my hands up his stomach and trace his abs that are defined. His hand caresses my thigh and slides to my butt.
"Tobias," I say as he kisses my neck. He kisses me up and down. He tries to find my sweet spot, and when he does, he suck on it.
"Tobias!" I let go of him an walk out of the closet.
"Woah Tris! You can't just leave me here!"
"Oh yeah I can!" I say as I run down the hallway and back outside where the class is just finishing up the mile. We all return to the gymnasium and begin to do pull ups. The girls always go last, so I go to the end of the bleachers with Christina. She looks at me suspiciously and then gasps.
"Tris... what is that?" she says, pointing to my neck. I look down and see a hickey. Crap! I clutch my neck and run over to Coach with Christina on my tail. He allows us to go to the bathroom, so we sprint and grab Christina's makeup bag on the way. She applies makeup to cover it up.
"I'm going to kill that boy," I say as we begin to walk back. When I see Tobias, I glare at him and walk away.
The bell rings, ending the day, so I get in my Shelby and drive home where Tobias is waiting for me. I walk into my bathroom and remove all of my makeup, including the cover-up over the wound. I lay on my bed next to Tobias. He leans in close to me and lightly kisses me, but he quickly intensifies it by rolling over on top of me. His hands rest on my hips and mine play with his hair. He sits up and removes his shirt, allowing me to see the tattoos that cover his back. I rub my hands along his spine and I feel him shiver and he begins to kiss my neck. My sweet spot is found and he sucks it lightly. His begin to play at the hem of my shirt and he begins to pull it off, and I allow him. I have a tank top on underneath it. Tobias groans and begins to pull at my undershirt, but I stop him. He begins to kiss my jawline and keeps getting lower until he is kissing below your collarbones. He kiss him softly; I can't tell him about my fear. He might not want me anymore. He picks at the button my my pants, and that is where I completely stop him.
"Tobias... I just can't," I say as he gets off of me.
"What's wrong?"
"I... I have a fear of intimacy," I say with a voice of shame. He lifts my chin and looks into my eyes.
"Tris, I don't care. I won't push you to do things that you aren't comfortable with."
"Thank you so much," I say as he embraces me. We lay on my bed with my head on his chest. All of the sudden, I feel him start to vibrate. He is singing.
Sunday sitting on your back porch
And I came on with a couple of chords
And I played for you.
You let me keep you entertained
With stories I exaggerate
That you know aren't true
And as you sit there making daisy chains
And I throw in a hand grenade
And tell you how it is I really feel for you.
I'm sending postcards from my heart
Your love for a postmark and then,
You know that you make me feel like
We've been caught like kids in the school yard again.
And I can't keep it to myself
Can't spell it any better
L.O.V.E forever
I hope you know that
I'm sending a postcard
I don't care who sees what I've said
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head.
We chased the sun 'til it got away
On a bicycle that your daddy made
But not made for two
Then we sat out on your rocking chair
You with a flower in your hair
That I found for you
But then Monday always comes around
And it's sad cause I can't see you now
Want you to know you're always in my head
I'm sending postcards from my heart
Your love for a postmark and then,
You know that you make me feel like
We've been caught like kids in the school yard again.
And I can't keep it to myself
Can't spell it any better
L.O.V.E forever
I hope you know that
I'm sending a postcard
I don't care who sees what I've said
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head.
You know sometimes it's hard to see
Or say the words that torture me
But inside I know exactly how I feel
The things that I can't say out loud
I'll find a place to write it down
I hope that they will find you in the end
I'm sending postcards from my heart
Your love for a postmark and then,
You know that you make me feel like
We've been caught like kids in the school yard again.
And I can't keep it to myself
Can't spell it any better
L.O.V.E forever
I hope you know that
I'm sending a postcard
I don't care who sees what I've said
Or if the whole world knows what's in my head.
Know oh oh know oh oh know oh oh
All the things I want you to know
All the things I want you to know
All the things I want you to know
All the things I want you to know
All the things I want you to know
All the things I want you to know.
I smile and kiss him softly.
"I love you, Tris."
"I love you, Tobias."
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