A/N: I'll update again at 110. Hope you like this chapter.

One of these names is mine! Try to guess:

a) Sophie

b) Elizabeth

c) Chaeleigh

d)Taylah

e) Zoey

Chapter 14

Tris' POV

I awake with my head pounding again. It's been 9 days since Eric attacked me. My hands curl and uncurl into a fist, he will pay.

The doctor said I had been in a coma for 1 week, and that apparently that was better than losing every memory I have. Which it was in a way. But he said something was wrong with my brain, not wrong exactly, better he said. I believe it's a curse. Doctor Ross said that because of the head hits I took it damaged my memory section. Usually memories fade over time, you forget details that should be easy to remember. But I remember everything, everything I've ever heard, everything I've ever seen, everything I've ever done now and it hurts. Doc Ross said I will remember every little detail of everything but I don't want to.

'You can leave now Beatrice, your parents have signed the papers and will be taking you home' he tells me.

I nod my head and leave my hospital room number 381 to be exact.

'Good luck' he yells out to me. I don't turn around to acknowledge him I just keep walking, like a zombie. I reach my parents and mum puts an arm around me and it slightly moves my hospital gown up. I look up at dad as he gapes at the scars on my legs. I wince remembering the feeling of the knife carving into my flesh to form the large P. I fumble with the gown and pull it down so its now unseen. He pulls me into a hug and I notice hes crying.

'Dad, shh, I'm okay now. I'm OK' He nods and pulls back sniffling. I sigh. I'm never going to forget any detail of that day now. Mum hands me the clothes I texted her to bring me and I go into the hospital bathroom on my left to get changed. Simple black jeans and a tight black v-neck, I notice she brought my hairbrush, make up, handbag (thank god I didn't take it with me to see Jake) and a toothbrush and toothpaste. Thank you mum. I quickly brush out my hair and then brush my teeth. I splash my face with water and apply make up. I feel terrible, and I'm determined not to look it. I walk out with lacking confidence and face mum,

'Can you drop me off at Tobias'?' I ask quietly,

'But darling we want to-' I cut her off.

'Mum I just want things to go back to normal. I will mend over time but I'm never going to forget anything about it due to my head injuries so don't try to make it better'. I see hurt flash across her face but she masks it with a small smile.

'Okay'.

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We're down the street from Tobias' and I text him telling him I'm coming over. He doesn't reply but his motorbikes there so I assume he's home. I say goodbye to mum and dad and walk to his door. I wave at my family as they drive away and ring the doorbell. I hear a loud groan and I stifle a laugh. It is only 7:00am.

The door opens with a furious looking Tobias on the other side. I smile at him as his expression changes from anger to happiness.

'Tris!' he yells at me while pulling me in for a hug. 'I thought, they said you would have memory issues, they didn't know what yet and I left and I just thought you wou-' I cut him off by kissing him. I sense his shock and try to pull away but he grabs my neck with one hand and pulls me closer to him. I melt under his touch and want to deepen the kiss but instead I pull back and he looks at me in bewilderment.

'wouldn't remember me' he finishes. I laugh but turn serious in a second,

'I remember everything now, every little thing that has happened to me, like you could say a date from 4 years ago and I would be able to tell you what happened that day' he gives me a questioning look and decides to test me,

'Okay then. July 26th last year' he smirks and I grin remembering exactly what happened that day.

'Oh that day, you don't want to know what happened that day'

'I think I do'

'You asked for it. Okay it was the day Ryan kissed me' I finish the last part like a speed racer and he looks at me in shock.

'Ryan was your first kiss?' I laugh at his hurt expression and say,

'No, you were. Year 7. Remember?'

His face turns hard and I stop laughing. He must be thinking about how he hurt me.

'I'm over it, I really am' I whisper.

'That doesn't make it okay' his voice sounds hurt and I smile, thinking of the best way to make this less awkward, or maybe more. Depends how he takes it.

'Lets just make up for it then' I say slowly and push him backwards into the house. As my hands land on his chest I only notice now that he's only in boxers. I blush and look down.

'Like what you see Trissy?' he asks me laughing. I glare at him.

I stop glaring at him and say, 'I've seen better' I smirk at his face and can tell that hit him hard. He looks at me sadly until his face breaks into a giant grin. He starts walking towards me and I back up. He breaks into a run and throws me over his shoulder.

'PUT ME DOWN' I scream at him while pounding on his back.

'No. You insulted me!' he says with mock hurt. He races up the stairs and throws me on to his bed, he starts falling on top of me and I close my eyes and brace myself for being crushed but it never comes. I peek open my eyes and see him silently laughing at me while being propped up on his elbows. I frown.

'Dammit Toby. You had me scared for a sec. I thought I was going to be crushed by an elephant' for a second I see hurt but it's changed to mischief in a second. He leans down to kiss me and I kiss back, but as I go to wrap my arms around him and deepen the kiss he pulls away smirking,

'No kisses for bad girls'. He was teasing me! I shake it off by sighing and pushing him off me to get up, I see the surprise in his face as I stand and start walking towards the door, I stop at the door frame and say,

'I'll just go find someone else to kiss'. I hear him gasp and I quickly break into a run, jumping down his stairs. I successfully make it to the door and fumble to unlock it, I hear him coming down the stairs and I start to get frightened, I manage to unlock the door and I take one full step outside before I feel strong arms wrap around my waist.

'I could make an exception' he murmurs in my ear, implying that he doesn't care that I was naughty.

'Too late, I have to go meet Christina for coffee. I'd invite you but I don't want to! Bye' I smirk and turn to pretend to kiss him on the mouth but before I do I move my head to the side and kiss him on the cheek. 'Bye!' I yell out to him as I run away from him, knowing he can't follow me in just his boxers. I sneak a quick glance at him and see him gaping at me. Got him. I laugh to myself and text Christina to meet at the mall, she replies yes and I start walking there.

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'Chris' I shout when I see her in the mob of people.

'Tris! Oh my God you're okay!' she takes a breath and I know she's going to bomb bard me in questions of 'How are you?', 'Are you okay?'.

'Wait! Before you say anything, I don't want to talk about it. I'm shaken up but I'm brave and I can do this, I'm glad Tobias saved me before he could you know, do that' I shake at the thought and Christina pulls me into a hug.

'Sleepover tonight?' she asks me. It is Saturday and I don't have plans a mumble a yes and she breaks into a grin.

I sigh and say, 'Lets go get Starbucks'. She nods vigorously.

Three hours later were on our third Starbucks and have about 4 bags of new clothes. It was only a while ago that we went shopping! Seeing as Chris bought new clothes too she has clothes to wear to a party tonight that were going to. I didn't want to go but you know. She wants to put me in a dress and I'm not fully happy about that because I know it will be short and although all the small, not deep cuts are healed I still have the deep cuts that will be scarred forever on my arms and one of my legs, then I have the 'P' on the other leg that will be a scar forever. Great. I'm not overly fussed about the normal straightish cuts because they don't symbolise anything but an attack but the other one. I sigh, getting lost in my thoughts. I decide to tell Christina of the 'P' so I do. She gasps when I'm done, she knew about me have forever staying scars on my thighs and forearms but not the shapes.

'I have an idea' she tells me while rummaging through on of my bags. She pulls out an just-above-knee black skirt and leads me to a bathroom.

'Put this on, its time for a tattoo' she shoves my into a stall and I get changed, a tattoo to cover it up will be nice. I walk out of the stall stuffing my jeans into my bag as we walk to the tattoo parlour. I look around (A/N: She doesn't have the bird tattoos, she had no reason to get them because she hasn't lost her family in anyway) and see exactly what I want.

'Hi, I'm Tori, lets get started, do you know what you want?' Tori asks me. I smile and point to a pattern that has red roses and a few small black roses twisting around a dark green vine.

'I want that but make it prettier and thicker' I tell her. I notice that Christina has decided to get a tattoo of a small wilting rose on her thigh. I make a mental note to myself to ask why that later. I sit in the chair and tell Tori where I want it and so that it covers the 'P' and reaches enough so that if I am wearing a mid-thigh dress you can just see it.

'What 'P'?' She asks me curious but not in a way that makes me uncomfortable.

I lift my skirt up and her mouth turns into a little 'o'. It is about the size of a normal sized laptop screen and reaches just below mid-thigh. She smiles at me and I smile weakly back.

'Got attacked' she says not asking just suspecting. I nod my head and she gets to work, it stings a little but this is not real pain. I like Tori, she doesn't pry. She finishes the tattoo and smiles at me. I thank her and pay her the right amount of money before walking away with Christina.

'What does your tattoo mean?' I ask her quietly. I see a tear roll down her cheek but she turns and smiles sadly at me.

'I had a brother you know. He was only 2 years old when he was diagnosed with Cancer, he died soon after. The rose, it symbolises that life comes so slowly but leaves so quickly' (A/N: I know she doesn't actually have a bro but my story. Get over it) I give her a hug and tell her I am sorry. She smiles at me and bursts into hilarious stories about what he -Cale- used to do. I find myself laughing as we leave for my house. Time to get ready for the party.

A/N: I like this chapter hahhahahahahah.