For You

by 15281391638263

Beatrice Prior was a happy child. She had a cute little brother, and was going to have a sister. But when her mom died giving birth. Her 8yr. old life took a dark turn. now at 18, she moved from London to Chicago, running from her past, all while being the mom of her younger siblings. How she cope with all the stress of high school? Based off of Growing Fast by liyamee4 evas.

15. Chapter 15:Filler Because I Almost Died

A/N I am sorry if I do not update soon, and sorry because this is a filler chapter. But I just got into a car accident, and I was the hardest hit, out of all five people in the car. We were driving to a graduation, and my friend and I were in the back of the van. We were talking, and then the van slammed forward, causing me to hit my head on the front seat, and then back, and I hit my head on the back seat. My glasses were thrown off of me, and I almost blacked out. I had a headache for hours. The back of our van, is squished, and parts of it are on the road. We had to stay outside for an hour, talking to the police, and that started up my allergies. Now, I am shaking, and I am almost afraid to get back in a car. And when I do get in a car, I always look back, checking if another car will nearly kill me. But, I guess I am fine. .

Oh Yeah, and guest: If you think my story is stupid and unrealistic, why did you read it? Why did you review? Keep your nasty comments to yourself? K?

For You Chapter 15

Tobias POV

I grab Tris' hand, as we make our way to Faction Auditorium. Faction Auditorium is a large building, across the street from our school. It is used for big gatherings, or when every school needs to be at a gathering. We walk into the cafeteria, when I feel something hit me. I look around, to see the high schoolers, and some middle schoolers, throwing trash at my Tris. "Oh, look looks like Trash is full again, darn." I hear someone say.

I look down at Tris. Her bottom lip is trembling, and it is obvious she is holding back tears. I see an apple core hit Tris. I growl. I catch a soda can that was being thrown at her. "Do. Not. Mess. With. My. Girlfriend. Ever. Again." I growl. I throw the soda can at the girl who threw it at her. The room is silent. People look at us wide eyed. I roll my eyes, and drag Tris backstage.

Tris cries onto my shoulder, right as the door shuts. I pat her back, whispering nonsense to her. She sniffs, and pulls away, her eyes still moist. I pull her into a hug, and she hugs me back. I pull back, and smile. She gives a small smile.

"NOW PRESENTING FOUR AND TRIS!" the voice of Tori rings out.

I grin, and grab Tris' hand. "Let's rock this house." I say, and pull her on stage.