Chapter Eight

Christina, Will, and Zeke have all finished their food and left, leaving Uriah, Tobias, and me to chat about whatever comes to mind as we each finish our meals.

While laughing about something with Uriah and Tobias, I hear heavy footsteps approaching behind us. I dismiss any concern I held, relenting that it's probably just another Dauntless member that holds no importance to me.

Soon, though, I find out that the concern I held was not unwarranted.

I feel a hand grasp my shoulder as I'm turned around just before having a pair of forceful lips being pushed against my own. In shock, I remain still for just a minute, trying to regain my ability to react. Once I've assured myself that it's not, indeed, Tobias, as he's still sitting next to me, I begin to push the person away, but they're too strong and refuse to move.

Upon realizing that I'm not going to be able to push the person off of me alone, Tobias and Uriah grab the mystery kisser by both of his shoulders and throw him on the ground, leaving me at the table, stunned.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Uriah roars, rage dripping from every word.

It's not Uriah that worries me, though. It's Tobias. His face has changed from the carefree, smiling face to the same face I saw the night I had to tell him Peter almost touched me. A cold, stony expression that leaves every feature on his face laced with hatred and fury.

I watch as he rises, his posture strong and intimidating, and walks towards the attacker. I look down on the ground but find myself shielded by Uriah's back. Mentally cursing at my own height, I decide that finding out who it is can wait. I'm too enveloped in observing how Tobias is going to react to want to care at the present moment.

With the attacker hidden from my view and Tobias just barely remaining in sight, the hook of his nose disappearing where Uriah's shoulder begins, I watch as he leans down and pulls the large, stout body of my attacker up by the collar of his shirt before he leans in towards their face.

The soft, considerate voice of Tobias is gone in a heartbeat and replaced with the slow, harsh, and calculated voice of Four. A scowl gracing his features, he almost whispers into the attackers face, "If I ever, ever, find you near my girlfriend again, I will kill you. I'll take your neck and snap it like a twig. Do you understand?" Four asks, clearly ready to kill whoever it is now, but refraining for the sake everyone involved.

I expect the person to nod and scurry away, like a frightened field mouse, but instead, the attacker answers, immediately telling me who the person is.

"We're in love, back off, Four!" I hear Al screech. He's like a broken record, I think as I roll my eyes, almost ready to strangle him myself.

I expected this little debacle to continue on, with Tobias using his self-control to prevent himself from harming Al. I've never been so wrong.

Distracted by my own nonsensical thoughts of ways to kill Al, I hear the sound of flesh hitting flesh and immediately knew Tobias had lost it.

"Four," I say, watching Tobias throw punch after punch in a wrath of fury. I know that I have to get him to stop before Eric walks in or this could end detrimentally.

"Uriah, help me get Four off of Al before Eric gets here and kicks us all out of Dauntless."

"Fine," he relents, moving towards Al, who is wavering in and out of consciousness, and Tobias, who continues to throw punches blindly, not caring what he hits.

Uriah grabs Tobias' shoulders and manages to pull him off of Al, who has now passed out on the ground. I walk around to stand in front of Tobias and watch as his face goes from being chiseled with rage to etched with love and hints of rage.

"Are you okay?" he asks, his voice still quiet but soft, like Tobias, as opposed to the harsh voice of Four.

"I'm fine. Are you okay?" I ask in return.

"I think Al's the only one here who isn't fine, and that applies both physically and mentally," he jokes.

I smile a little at his joke and intertwine our fingers. "Let's go home," I whisper, loud enough for only Tobias to hear.

"Someone take this pathetic excuse for a human to the infirmary," the loud voice of Four booms through the crowd that has now gathered around to watch the events. Funny, I didn't notice them before.

Obviously not caring about what happens to Al, Tobias wraps an arm around my waist and we begin the trek back to the apartment. The day has just started and it's already been eventful.

A/N: Sorry again for the wait! I'm feeling a little on edge because of finals, (3 papers [one in Spanish], 4 tests [two of them for the same subject], and work to top it all off! Good news, though: December 18th is my first day of winter break, which means a lot of writing! Hopefully I'll get back into the publishing multiple chapters a day thing I used to do! Also: YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME. 23 follows, 10 favorites, and 20 reviews?! I couldn't ask for better readers! I know you guys wanted the fluff, but I tend to write my feelings and we already went through how I feel. Hope you guys liked this! Sorry it's a little on the short side, I didn't want to prolong this event and I felt that if I added much more it would have been excessive. Read and review, please! Remember that I love each and every one of you! If you ever need to talk, I'm here for you. 3 xx, chrissym453