A/N: Okay, I just want to say really quickly that I accept constructive criticism but I do not appreciate just downright hateful reviews! For the last time, if you don't like my story, STOP READING IT. I write these because it brings me joy, but I'm not being very joyful when I receive hate. If you hate my story so much, then write your own. I really don't need all the negative commentary, okay? It's rude and hateful, and just downright mean. And if you're going to leave hateful comments, don't do it as a guest because I would LOVE to respond to you. And I'm going to call someone out right now. Someone under a guest reviewed on Summer Vacation and said to stop making them sing because it was stupid and not manly at all. First of all, don't read the story if you don't like it. Secondly, singing isn't manly? Excuse me? There are PLENTY of male singers. THEO JAMES HAS BEEN IN BANDS. And he is definitely manly. So get your freaking facts straight before you tell me off.

And I'm really really sorry to the people who are constantly nice to me, that was definitely not directed at you. It's just, rude people like that make me want to stop writing my story and I don't want to disappoint you guys like that. I'm sorry for that, I hope you like this chapter.

Tobias' POV

We finally get home and we walk inside, plopping down on the sofa. I try to pull Tris to sit down in my lap but she resists and sits on the opposite side of the couch instead.

"Trissy," I begin worriedly. "What did you mean that you understand?"

She sniffs and wipes the back of her hand under her nose. "I understand. I know that this is serious and I know it's important. You can break up with me and date her. I won't be mad, I promise. I understand, Four."

The whole time she was talking, I could feel my heart slowly breaking. But when she called me Four instead of Tobias, I could feel my heart shatter.

"Trissy, why did you just call me 'Four'?" I ask, my voice cracking on the last word.

"I won't be able to handle it. I can't be that close to you, physically or emotionally, if we have to break up," She sobs out.

With my face screwed up in anger and pain, I grab Tris and pull her into my lap, despite her protests. I hug her to my chest tightly before I push her so she's laying on her back on the couch. I climb on top of her and kiss her hard. She doesn't kiss me back so I pull away a little to look at her.

"Trissy, look at me," I beg. Her eyes open and I look into her bluish grey depths. I can see the undeniable sadness and heartbreak in them. "That won't ever happen. I can't break up with you. I need you in my life. You're beautiful, smart, funny, and you're the only thing that truly makes me happy. I can't lose you. Nothing is more important than you. I'm in love with you, Beatrice Prior. You. You can't leave me, ever. I refuse to lose you. I won't."

I slowly lean down to kiss her again, hoping that she understands the truth. At first, I get no response from her and I begin to feel as though my life is over. But then, I feel her hesitantly kiss back and my heart soars.

I pull back after a minute and just stare at her, drinking in her beauty. "Tobias, what are you going to do?" Tris asks.

I sigh heavily and move off of her. I drag her up with me and sit her in my lap so she's straddling me. I put my arms around her waist. "I have no idea, Trissy, but there is no way in hell that I am breaking up with you. It's just not an option." I shake my head to emphasize my point.

Tris smiles slightly and I reach up to wipe away the wetness on her face.

"Tobias, you can't let her tell everyone. That's a big deal," Tris tries to reason.

"Tris, get this through your thick skull. I will never break up with you. Ever. I need you. You're mine and I'm yours. Being the cold hearted bitch that Brooke is, she probably will tell everyone, but I'll get through it as long as I have you by my side. And that's all I need," I tell her, meaning every word with every fiber of my being.

She laughs, then sniffles a little. She yawns a little and I say, "Come on, let's go to bed. We can figure this all out later. Don't worry about it right now."

She nods and leans into my chest. I kiss her head before standing up and carrying her upstairs, bridal style. Instead of putting her in her room, I just head to my room and lay her down on my bed because I need her with me tonight. I crawl into the bed beside her. I drag her almost-asleep form closer to my so that her back is to my chest with my arms wrapped securely around her. I whisper in her ear, "Good night, Trissy. I love you."

Then, I roll over and let exhaustion overtake me.

A/N: I know this chapter was shorter than normal but can I please have some nice reviews? They would mean the world to me right now! I love y'all and thank you for reading!