Sorry for the late update, here's chapter nine.

Tris

The thing about going to sleep is that you have to wake up. And the thing about waking up is that it means you have to go out and face the day ahead of you, whereas all you really want to do is stay curled up in the comfort of your bed in the dark, especially when you had a shitty time the previous day. But the person knocking at my door obviously has different ideas. What is it with people interrupting my mornings?

I peel my eyes open and am almost blinded by my light that I left on last night. Mental note to self: turn the damn light off. After I have dragged myself out of bed and to the door the knocking has become constant. "Alright, keep your hair on," I murmur to myself pulling the door open.

Before I even see who is at the door I hear a loud squeal and then there are arms around my neck. I realise that only one person would do this, and it's Christina. I hug her back, my tiredness suddenly forgotten. "Hey," I say when she finally releases me. "When did you get out of hospital?"

"Yesterday afternoon," she says waltzing into my apartment like she lives here. "I tried to find you then but I couldn't. Where were you?"

Where was I? Only crying my eyes out at the bottom of the Chasm like some lovesick girl because I can't have the guy I want, but I'm not about to admit that to Christina, or anyone for that matter. "Oh, you know. Just around."

Christina lowers an eyebrow but doesn't say anything about it. "So, how was the training that I missed? Break any more of Zeke's bones?" She says walking over to my couch, not even limping on her leg.

I sigh and join her, glad I fell asleep fully dressed last night and without makeup on. "Training was terribly boring, and no, all of Zeke's bones are still intact."

"Shame," Christina sighs. "Go on," she says expectantly, looking at me.

"What?"

"Tell me how lonely you were without me. I'm ready to hear all about it."

I am about to launch into telling Christina that I wasn't lonely, that in fact I actually had lunch with Tobias, but stop, realising how saying that would lead to further questions and I would end up spilling some valuable information like my embarrassing almost-kiss. I go for the easier way out. "Oh, it was terribly lonely." I shake my head and look down at my knees. "How I survived I will never know." Christina seems pleased at my sucking up then springs up from her place on the couch she had claimed, only wincing slightly when all her weight was on her previously broken left leg, and heads towards the door.

"We need to catch up," she says in answer to my confused look, I mean, she just got here. She tells me a place and time, which incidentally only happens to be twenty minutes away, then heads out of my apartment.

I wonder idly over to my bathroom, contemplating whether I have enough time to shower or not, most likely not seeing as I have a tendency to have really long showers sometimes, but decide to live life on the edge and jump in the steaming water anyway.

.o.O.o.

By the time I have left my apartment and am on my way to some clothes sore Christina said to meet her at it's already been half an hour. Woops.

When I first arrive it seems like I am in luck, not seeing Christina anywhere, but on second glance I see her leaning against a wall with someone that looks like...Will! They seem to be in the middle of some deep conversation from the way they are leaning slightly into each other, Will's hand ever so slowly creeping towards Christina's. I decide not to interrupt, seeing as ever since I met Christina she has been constantly gushing over how 'mighty fine' and 'handsome' Will is. I try to disappear unnoticed to leave them to it but just as I'm almost out of the way Christina sees me over Will's shoulder and I have no choice but to walk back over to her as she waves me over.

"Uh, hey," I say as I come to a stop an awkward distance from the pair. "Sorry I'm late."

Christina waves of my apology with a flick of her hand telling me its 'no problem'. And I'm sure it isn't, judging from how I found her.

Will clears his throat. "Well, I'll see you around." He smiles at Christina making her blush. Wow. "Hey, Tris." He raises his hand in some sort of wave then walks off, leaving Christina a sloppy mess. I turn and raise my eyebrow at her and she shrugs in response, grinning like a loon.

"He asked me if I wanted to go and get a drink some time." She can barely contain her glee at these few words and I have no choice but to smile along with her.

.o.O.o.

We didn't so much as talk, rather I just give my opinion on items of clothing Christina held up to her body. By the end of our 'talk' Christina had bought three tops, two pairs of black jeans, and three pairs of heeled shoes, and has pretty much forced me into buying a leather jacket despite my protests which were thoroughly ignored.

"Want another drink?" Christina asks standing up from the table we are sat at in the corner of a bar. She had insisted that we go for drinks after she deposited her many bags back at her apartment, stating that it has been ages since we had a 'proper night out'.

"Sure." I hand her my empty glass containing the remnants of some thick, pink liquid she had given me when we arrived. As I watch her walk over to the bar I contemplate telling her about Tobias and our almost-kiss. But then again, telling her would be implying that I have some sort of feelings towards Tobias, and maybe I do. I mean, when he walked away I can't deny the pain and rejection I felt, and that has to stand for something, right? And I wouldn't have even tried to kiss him if I didn't feel anything. But If I didn't feel anything I wouldn't find my mind wandering back to him so often, would I?

I am snapped out of my reverie when Christina places my new drink down in front of me. "Thanks." I smile at her as she sits down in her seat opposite me.

"What's eating you?" She asks taking a sip of her drink.

"What?"

"You've got that look on your face that you get whenever something up. What is it? What have I missed?"

"It's nothing," I lie although I know it's pointless as Christina's Candor instincts kick in and she raises her eyebrow at me. I stand my ground, not telling her anything, but her gaze is unsettling. I sigh in resignation. "I was just thinking about something that happened the other day," I take a sip of my drink. "Look, if I'm going to tell you this I think I will need another drink."

Three drinks later…

"And then he had the audacity to walk away from me!" I know I should stop talking, I should have stopped talking ages ago, but alcohol and confessions never really do work out well for me, and I just can't stop the words coming out of my mouth, slurring together slightly. "He's the one that kissed me! Or tried to anyway." Christina got over the shock of me telling her about my almost-kiss with Tobias - of course I called him Four - and now was watching me with an amused look on her face as she sipped at a multi coloured cocktail. I narrow my eyes at her and she smiles, encouraging me on. "What's so bad about me that made him stop? You know what, I'm going to go and find him, come with me." I grab her hand and yank her to her feet but she pulls me to a stop, wobbling slightly on her heels, plus the alcohol.

"No. You wait for him to come to you. If he doesn't come to you, he's not worth it. Now come on, let's go." She starts to pull me from the bar and into the Pit, leading up to my apartment.

.o.O.o.

I jolt awake, feeling someone watching me. I slowly open my eyes and see Christina gazing down at me from the armchair across from me. Wait, armchair? I look around sleepily to see that I'm not in my bed, but rather sprawled out across my couch, my hair in my mouth and my shoes still on. I guess I passed out here before I could get to my bed. My eyes flick back to Christina who is gazing at me, her eyes full of curiosity and disbelief. "Good morning," I mutter, pulling my hair out of my mouth and pushing myself into a sitting position.

"Did you really kiss Four?"

I feel my eyes widen a fraction at the question. I don't remember much of last night, but I do remember it contained many drinks. "No," I answer truthfully.

"But you almost did?"

"Err," I don't know why but I suddenly get the overwhelming urge to change the subject, knowing that Christina will never shut up about it if I don't. "Good morning?" My voice hitches at the end.

"Tris Prior, stop trying to change the subject. You did almost kiss him, didn't you? I knew it."

"Knew what?" I ask trying to stifle a yawn but failing.

"I knew that there was something going on between you two. I knew it from the start."

"Christina," I sigh. "There is nothing going on, we did not kiss, in fact, he walked away. So lets drop this so I can get some coffee."

Christina purses her lips but lets the topic go. "You look like shit."

"Oh, thanks." Once again, her Candor seeping through.

"I have to work, so now that you're awake I'm going to go home and shower. Get some coffee in you. I'll see you later." She stands up and heads towards the door, turning back to wave before she disappears.