A/N: Hey lovelies! Yeah, I'm on Thanksgiving break for the rest of the week. I really felt like updating today and I had the time so here I am! I just finished reading The Fall of Five (part of the I am Number Four series) and I'm super mad at how it ended. Oh yeah, I'm still kind of sick. I don't have a fever anymore thankfully, but I can't stop coughing and my throat feels like sandpaper. I haven't done a chapter in Tobias' POV in a while so this one is going to be in his, yay. Anyways, I love you guys and enjoy this chapter.(:

Tobias' POV

The following morning, Tris and I are still laying in bed around 10 because we decided we were too comfortable to move. I lay with her back against my chest, one arm under her head to serve as a pillow while the other traces lazy circles and patterns on her abdomen. We've been laying like this for a while now, the only sounds being our breathing. I don't know what she's been thinking about this whole time but I know what I've been thinking about.

I've been thinking about whether or not I should finally tell my friends why I've been living with my girlfriend. They're my friends, right? So they probably deserve to know the truth. I'm still hesitant, afraid they will give me the pity that I don't need, or they won't think of me the same anymore.

Tris suddenly flips her body so we're both on our sides, facing each other. She brings a hand up, tracing the creases in my forehead. "What's wrong, Tobias? You seem like you're thinking too hard about something," She asks worriedly.

I smile slightly, "Can I talk to you about something?"

She nods, her eyes full of nothing but love and concern, "Of course you can. You can always talk to me about anything."

I smile, "I know, I love you." I take a moment to plant a soft kiss on her cheek before I pull away to look at her once. As I begin to talk, Tris strokes my cheek comfortingly. "I was just thinking about whether I should finally tell our friends why I live with you. It's obvious they'd like to know and a part of me wants to tell them but another part of me is scared. I'm afraid they're going to pity me or they're not going to think of me the same way, they'll think I'm broken or something."

Tris shakes her head at me, "No way that would ever happen. Tobias, they're your friends, your best friends. They love you, we're all like one big family. Sure, they might be sad that you had to deal with that and probably angry about it, but they won't pity you because they know that that is not what you need. If you feel like it's time they know the truth, then tell them, I think it's a good idea to finally let them know. But make sure that you have no doubts first. I don't want you to regret telling them in the future."

I think over what she said. She's probably right, they're my friends, they know me well enough to know that I don't want or need their pity. "I think you're right," I finally say. "I think I'm going to tell them today. Thank you, Tris. I love you." I lean forward and kiss her waiting mouth. I pull away and begin to untangle myself from her.

"Where are you going?" She asks, flipping over to watch me as I walk towards the dresser for some clothing.

"We should probably get up now. It's almost 10:30 and I have to talk to the others," I say in response.

She groans, "Ugh, I don't want to get up but you already left me so I guess I will." I chuckle as I put my clothes on, watching her trying to find her own clothes.

When she grabs her clothes, she turns to look at me expectantly. I raise my eyebrows questioningly.

"Are you just going to stand there while I change?" She asks.

I smirk, "Well, why not? I've seen it before."

She narrows her eyes at me and I laugh. I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her waist. I lean down to whisper in her ear, "I've seen all of you and you're beautiful." I pull away from her and begin to walk to the door but her voice stops me, "Hey Tobias? One last thing."

"Yes, ma'lady?" I reply jokingly.

She smiles and rolls her eyes, "Do me a favor. Don't tell them your real name. I'd like to keep that between us, if you don't mind. It seems more intimate if only I know." She adds a wink at the end and I grin at her and nod my head once.

xXx

A couple minutes later, Tris and I are sitting in the kitchen with everyone else. I don't really know how to begin this sort of conversation so I look to Tris for help. She sends me an encouraging smile before announcing, "Hey guys. Four wants to tell you all something."

They all turn their heads and look at me with confused looks. I look at my lap and fidget with my hands nervously as I explain, "Well, I just thought that I'd finally tell you guys why I live with Tris if you still wanted to know." I look back up at all their faces, waiting for a response.

"If you want to tell us, you can," Marlene says.

"Yeah man, we don't want to push you or anything," Zeke adds.

"No, I feel like you guys should know by now. I mean, you're my friends right?" I say.

"Of course, dude," Uriah says reassuringly.

They all look at me expectantly, and it seems like some of them might be worried or concerned. But I ignore that and begin the story that was my life.

"There's a reason that none of you have ever met my father. He wasn't a good man. In fact, he was a horrible man, the worst one I've ever known. When I was little, before my mom died, I would witness my father get angry and strike my mother. He never hit me until my mom died. When my mom died, my father became even more aggressive and abusive. Except now, I was the only one left to take it out on. I'm sure you've noticed the scars on my back, they're from my father's belt. He used to lock me in the hallway closet or threaten to throw me from the top of the staircase." I stop for a moment to draw in a shaky breath. "Then, Tris moved here. I eventually told her about my father so she knew the first time she came over. I invited her over to my house because I thought my father wouldn't be home for a while. He came home and slapped me. Tris told him to stop but he just laughed and tried to hit me again. Tris jumped in the way and she got slapped instead. Tris, being the bad-ass she is, kicked him where it counts and decked him in the face. Then, she knocked him unconscious with a lamp. It was impressive. Anyway, I went home with her and we told her mother. She said I could live with them and she called the police. My father was arrested and now sits, rotting in jail where he belongs," I wrap up the story and draw in another shaky breath.

I look around at everyone's expressions. Marlene, Shauna, and Christina look like they're fighting tears. Zeke, Uriah, and Will just look pissed, like they're ready to do some serious damage to someone's vital areas. Tris looks enraged and heartbroken even though she's heard this story before. I squeeze her hand and drag her so she's sitting in my lap. She kisses my cheek and whispers, "I love you," in my ear.

"Guys, someone say something. I hate silence," Tris says.

"He deserves to be dead," Zeke spits out through gritted teeth. Uriah nods in agreement, clenching and unclenching his fists repeatedly.

"But he's in jail now. Four turned out great and his father can't do any more damage. That's what matters," Shauna says. Everyone nods and a couple moments pass in silence.

"Wait, so what's your real name?" Will asks, slicing through the quietness of the room.

"Now that is a secret that only I know," Tris replies, grinning. Everyone laughs. "Wait, where did the name 'Four' even come from?" Tris asks.

"Zeke gave it to him," Shauna says.

"Yeah, Four was new 2 years before you showed up, Tris," Marlene inputs.

"I tried to talk to him but he wouldn't tell me his name. Then, after school in the parking lot, four guys tried to pick on him. He took down all four guys incredibly fast like it was nothing. So I started calling him 'Four'," Zeke explains.

"I'm still confused on how you got the name 'Four' out of that exchange," I mention, laughing.

"Hey! It was that or Chuck Norris and that name was taken," Zeke says defensively.

"You're such a moron," Christina says, laughing.

And just like that, everything is back to normal. Everyone is joking and laughing, as if I didn't just tell them a terrible story. And for that, I'm incredibly thankful.

A/N: Hey y'all! How was that chapter? I wanted everyone to know why Tobias lives with Tris but I wanted to keep his real name between them because it makes them more connected, in my opinion anyway. Okay, well please leave some reviews! I love you guys, thank you for all the reviews from the last chapter. And lastly, have a great Thanksgiving!