CHAP. 6

4 TOBIAS's POV 4

****NOTE 1 MONTH TIME SKIP****

Lately I've been a little too overprotective of Tris, I admit. I've decided to let her be for today- so she could spend it as she wants. I love her and I don't want her to be lost. She is mine, and I am hers, but I have no way of ever confirming that. Sometimes I test the fear landscape and I see that I have regained the fear I lost three years ago. Out in the cold I breathe and puff out mists again. Like the day I found Tris again.

Christina sits next to me on the bricks. Slowly she turns to look in my face so I turn to look at hers. She is expectant and I see that she wants me to begin the conversation she clearly wanted to have.

"Yes?" I ask reluctantly.

"I heard your ruckus. Do you want to talk? About Tris?" Christina asks.

"Well," I pause to think, "well yeah."

"And?" she questions.

"And I am afraid of losing her. Again." I confess turning back around.

"There's a way to solve that, you know." Christina has a twinkle in her eye.

"What plan do you have now, Nosy?" I tease, but I am truly interested.

"Well it involves a pretty ring on her finger and her saying yes." Christina winks.

"What? You want me to propose?" it was really a question but she answers anyway.

"Yes. Let's go look at rings!" she exclaims.

"Okay. But not now." I stare into the distance. Can I really do this?

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"Hi Tris." I grab Tris's hand as she enters the room, "You have fun?"

"Yeah. May or may not have made Caleb so scared that he peed his pants." Tris laughs.

"That's my girl! Making her older brother look like an idiot, eh?" I wink at her.

"Well to be honest, it was an accident. But don't tell anyone." she shrugs.

"Wait here, what did you do anyway?" I spin her around onto the sofa.

"We went to the Ferris Wheel and I was on the lowest cart. Fell off in front of his face."

"WAIT, WHAT?" I ask her in a ready-to-yell voice.

"Um, right about that. I kind of fell a little. Just a little bruise." Tris's eyes are nervous looking everywhere but at my face.

Jaw set I tell her, "And this is why heights just aren't my thing! You could've broken bones, ended up in the hospital. Brain damage, you could be DEAD! Tris, DEAD!"

Trembling Tris stares at her lap. "Don't yell at me."

"How could I not yell at you? You could have been gone." I shout with tears in my eyes.

"Look, it was just the bottom cart. I'm alive, look!" she gestures her body.

I sigh in frustration. Doesn't she understand that she could be gone, lost? Dead? Or maybe I really am being overprotective but I don't really care right now.

"Let's go to bed." I grab her by her arm and shove her toward the shower.

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