Tris:
It's me. That little girl I have been searching for, for years. I finally found her. I have a chance of seeing my brother, my mom, my dad. If I even have them or had them.
I grip the flyer and walk towards the mall exit not saying a word. All I hear is my feet against the floor and faint shouting of my "friends".
I don't think. I just walk and brush past a crowd of people feeling claustrophobia. Before I know it I'm at Hot Topic frantically looking for the handsome boy named Zack. Anger and sadness was never a good combination of emotions to feel but hell I can barely handle feeling any emotions at all. My eyes are too blurry from tears to see anything so I give up and fall to the ground crying silently my body shaking furiously.
I suddenly feel a strong grip around my body, one around my waist the other underneath my knees. I don't bother looking to see who it is I just rest my head against his chest my tears falling freely onto his chest.
"Tris?" I hear Zack I assume whisper my name quietly into my ear.
"Zack?" I ask through a hiccup.
"Hey. Do you need a ride home?"
"Uh.." I stutter still confused by the word "home".
"Please anywhere but there." I say quietly hiccuping between my words. I then feel a heavy weight on my eyes and feel myself being gently set into a chair and what I assume is a seatbelt secure me.
Then my eyes shut into a blackness and I sleep.
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I wake to the soft shaking of a hand which causes my eyes to flutter open and adjust to the brightness of the sun.
"Hey Tris."
"Hi. Where are we?"
"Well since you didn't want to go home I took you to my apartment."
"Apartment? Aren't you like 16?"
"I'm 18. My parents passed away not too long ago in an accident so I live in an apartment with my sister."
"Oh. Alright. But are you sure it's ok I stay here?"
"Of course as long as you need."
"Thank you so much." I say with sincerity and thoughtfulness in every word.
"My pleasure."
I unbuckle the seat belt and get out of the car trying to regain my balance. I follow Zack to the hotel lobby which seems nicely set up with sheer white walls and black and red accents and portraits of flowers hung upon the walls with the occasional flower pot on tables or in corners of the room.
Nice.
As I look around I almost don't notice Zack has been holding the elevator for me with an amused expression on his face looking at my face of pure awe.
"You comin'?" He yells some how managing to keep the amused smirk on his face.
"Yeah yeah." I mumble as I jog to the elevator and stand beside him.
"Why would you allow a complete stranger into your home?" I ask truly curious.
"By the look in your eyes. It has fear and pessimism. While others have malicious and ambitious looks in their eyes."
"And how do you know I'm not just really good at hiding my emotions?"
"Well I guess we'll just have to find out now won't we." He says just as the ring of the elevator goes off and the doors open. Zack being himself he bows and gestures his hands for me to go ahead of him.
I give him a small smile and walk ahead into a hallway waiting for him to come out to show me which apartment number he has.
"Alright mine is the second one on the right." He says as he walks ahead of me to put the key card in.
"Okay."
"You have been warned there is a 13 year old in there possibly making out with a boy trying to piss me off."
"I will keep that warning in mind." I say as I walk into the apartment. The apartment has three bedrooms, a good sized family room, and a kitchen across from the family room. The walls are beautifully painted a white color with black couches and red accents.
"Hey Jasmine I'm home and I have company!" Zack yells.
Just at that moment a 13 year old girl with long black hair that ends at her waist, a Marvel T-shirt, and joggers walks out.
"Hey I'm a Tris."
"Jasmine."
"Who's the guy in your room?" I ask smirking.
"What?" Jasmine asked shocked acting dumbfounded.
"Please. I can tell by your sex hair and how your lips are huge and you have hickeys lined down your neck."
"Damn. I would've never been able to guess that." Zack says eyes wide.
"That is why women should be the superior gender." I say looking at Zack.
"So who's the boy in your room?" I say nodding my head to the door with my arms folded under my chest.
And just at that moment it seems the world stops and my life just gets worse. Out walks Peter shirtless, chest and arms covered in tattoos. I feel my breath hitch in the back of my throat and catch my eyes wandering to his abdomen.
Peter's green eyes widen at my presence but his smirk only grows wider.
"Hey Tris." He says liking his pink lips.
I only look away and use my hair as a screen to cover my face. (AN: if you can guess where this is from your amazeballs)
"Tris do you know this guy?"
"Well, let's just say we are close friends." Peter answers before I can get a word in. I don't know why but I feel my heart rate quicken at the mention of the word friends. But I also feel a slight twinge of pain in my heart.
"I was asking Tris." Zack says with venom in his voice.
"Yes." I say my voice tight.
Silence starts to fill the air of the apartment. I clear my throat saying, "Well thanks for everything Zack but I really should be heading out."
"No please stay and if that guy makes you uncomfortable I will gladly kick him out."
"Thank you." I say really hoping he kicks Peter out. But oddly enough a part of me doesn't want him to leave.
"Get out of my damn apartment." Zack says pointing to the door. When Peter stands unmoving he repeats louder than before, "Now!".
Without looking at him I can feel the anger radiate off of his body. Peter then seeing the seriousness in Zack's eyes, scurries out the door his chest still bare.
"Alright now that he's gone." Zack says clapping his hands together.
"Go fix your face so I can get dinner started." He says, his hands gesturing to Jasmine's face and making a fake face of disgust.
She sticks her tongue out at him jokingly then walks to what I assume is the bathroom. Then he looks toward me ready to interrogate me.
"How do you know that guy?"
"That's a story for another day." I say patting his shoulder and letting out a rude sigh and plopping down on the couch.
AN: I am so sorry for not updating in months! No amount of apologies will make it up to you and if I could I would make it up to you guys in a heartbeat. But you will not believe what has been happening in my life right now. But it is yet again no excuse for my absence. I thought I would just not do Fanfiction anymore and just drop it but then I continued to get emails saying that people were following and favoriting my stories and I decided to give it another go because now I know that you guys are the ones keeping me away from the blade and so I thank you for that. This was sorta just a filler but I promise it will get better as I go.