A/N:

All I have to say is that THIS IS WHERE THE DRAMA STARTS!

If you cry, please let me know in the comments.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my ideas.

I am woken up by the annoying BEEP BEEP BEEP of my phone. A text message. I groggily sit up in my bed and rub sleep out of my eyes. I grab my phone off its charger and turn on the screen.

One (1) New Message: Tobias *heart heart heart*

I smile to myself and open the text message.

F: Hey. Wanted 2 know if u wanted me 2 pick u up for hell 2day. (:

I laugh at his use of "hell" other than "school." I quickly respond.

T: Ha. Yeah, that'd be great.

My phone beeps again.

F: I luv how u use proper grammer while texting

T: grammar*

F: whatever. C u soon.

I roll my eyes and get out of bed. I take a quick shower and get changed into black jeans and a black shirt that shows the tattoos on my collarbone. As far as I'm concerned, I have no reason to impress anyone today. I put on my regular mascara and eyeliner, and throw my hair into a very messy ponytail. My phone beeps again, and I go to check it.

One (1) New Message: Christina

C: Hey, u wanna drive 2 skool w/ me?

I roll my eyes. What is with these people and actually using correct grammar?

T: Can't, sorry. Driving with Four.

She doesn't respond, and I debate with myself if she is angry with me or not. I decide that I honestly don't care. She has no say in my love life.

I slip on a pair of Converse, grab my bag, and head downstairs all while shoving my phone in my pocket. I am greeted by my dad actually downstairs, and Tobias is there talking with him. He's wearing his large framed glasses, and it's now that I realize he wasn't wearing them yesterday. I completely forgot.

Well this day started off good. Sort of.

"Beatrice!" my dad says. I half smile at him from the bottom step of the staircase and start walking over to him. I don't think I've talked to him in forever.

"Hey, Dad. Hey, Tobias." Tobias smiles at me.

"I was just talking to your boy here, and you two are dating?" my father asks. I nod and he smiles. I'm glad my parents approve of him. If only Caleb did, but he doesn't really influence my dating life anyhow.

"Yeah. We should get going, Tobias," I say to him. He nods.

"Pleasure talking to you, Mr. Prior," Tobias says as we walk out the door. My dad nods at him.

"What did you and my dad talk about?" I ask him when we get into his car. He shrugs.

"You," is all he says. I raise an eyebrow.

"What about me?"

"Just the normal 'father-boyfriend' talk. Like, 'Don't mess with my daughter.' and all that." He pulls out of my driveway. "He seems to like me." I nod. We get to school in a comfortable silence. He doesn't open my door for me, thank God, and we walk to the front doors hand in hand. I'm still getting glares from some of the slut girls, but it's seem to die down a bit.

"Hey, I'll meet up with you at lunch. I have to go to the office for something," Tobias tells me, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"'Kay. See you later, then." He nods, smiles, and starts to walk away while pushing his glasses farther up the bridge of his nose.

I turn around and start walking to my locker. I notice Christina leaning up against it, a scowl on her face.

"What?" I ask her.

"I haven't talked to you almost all weekend! Where have you been?"

"Chris, I went over your house just on Saturday night. I spent yesterday with To-Four," I say. "We'll have girl time soon. I promise." I hate "girl time" with Christina, but this seems to brighten her day.

"Okay! This weekend!" she says. "I'll see you in science." She grabs her books and heads down to the class. I do the same.

It's lunch now, and Tobias wasn't in any of the classes. I know I shouldn't be worried at all, but I sort of am. He must of gotten caught up with something. Of course uh huh definitely.

I head down to the cafeteria and automatically head to sit down with my group of friends, Tobias still not in sight. I sigh as I approach the table.

"Whoa, I'm sorry, Tris, we're not good enough for you," Uriah jokes, even though I can sense the hurt in his voice. I force a smile.

"It's not you, Uriah. I haven't seen Four at all today, and he's in all my class," I say. "But enough about me and him. What's up with you guys?" I ask, quickly changing the subject. I don't need them anymore upset with me than they obviously already are.

"Not much," Marlene says. "But then again, when does anything interesting happen?" I laugh.

"True as hell," Will agrees, laughing.

While I'm laughing, I quickly scan my eyes, looking for Tobias. He's nowhere to be seen.

"Hey, guys. I'll catch up with you guys later," I say, getting up and waving goodbye. They all bid their farewells, and I head out of the cafeteria.

I aimlessly wander the hallways, nobody in sight. I turn left down a hallway that I don't think I've ever been down. At the end of the hall, I see two figures - a girl and boy - in a heated make out session. My heart instantly speeds up, and I start to expect the worst. I know it's not Tobias. It can't be. He loves me.

But something inside me tells me I should check. Just to make sure.

I quickly head down the hall, but still being quiet. When I am in eyeshot, I notice a pair of glasses thrown on the floor near the people making out. They look exactly like Tobias's glasses. I force my eyes to look up at the guy's face, who's face is still currently sucking the other's girl face off. The haven't noticed me yet. I look up, and the sight brings tears to my eyes.

It's Tobias. Kissing a redhead. Who is not me.

She's everything I'm not.

She has curves in all the right places, and her clothes complement her nicely. I have barely any curves, and the things I threw on this morning are loose and baggy.

Her hair is neatly curled and the color looks natural. Mine is thrown up in a messy ponytail and my highlights are fake.

She's tall and has no tattoos to permanently ruin her body. I'm short and have three tattoos.

Tobias and the girl still haven't broken for air yet. I decide to make my presence known.

I wipe the tears from my eyes and walk up to them.

"Wow. I didn't know it was humanly possible for someone to hold their breath that long," I say. This causes their heads to shoot up. Tobias crouches down and fumbles for his glasses, putting them on and standing up when he finds them. His eyes widen when he sees me.

"T-Tris?" he asks. I slap him across his face, hard. I don't regret it.

"You bastard!" I yell at him, turning on my heel and towards a near exit.

I hear him running close behind me. I open up the door and run outside. It's raining. Perfect. It adds to my misery. I hear the door open behind me and I know it's him who walks out by the weight of his footsteps. I turn to face him.

"Tris, I'm so sor-" he starts. No. I am not in the mood.

"No! You listen to me! I fucking loved you! I gave you my heart after you broke it. I thought you loved me. I thought you did. This is how you repay me? I gave you a chance, I opened up to you after you closed me for what I thought would be forever." In the rain, I let the tears fall. I try to make out my words through my sobs. "I'm done with you, Four. I'm done! We're done. I loved you. I loved you."

"Loved?" he asks, sounding confused as to why I don't love him anymore.

"Yes, loved! Are you that idiotic?! Get away from me, you bastard! If I see your face again, it'd be too soon! I hate you, Tobias Eaton! Have a nice life, and I hope you're glad I'm not in it anymore." I turn away from him and run. I run in the rain, wiping my eyes occasionally. I sit down under a tree and lose it all.

I though he loved me.

He cheated on me.

With someone I will never be.

My life sucks.

I hate my life.

I'm five-hundred percent done.

A/N:

Might do next chapter from Tobias's POV.

How'd you like this one? Too much?

Happy 20 Chapters :)

~thatrandomdivergent