A/N:
UPDAAAAAATE.
Okay, so first off, thank you guys so much for 200+ reviews! It was amazing reading all of them, and I enjoy how much you enjoy the fanfic. I have an idea for the fanfic after this one, but that's going to be a secret until this fanfic's done.
Anyways, I finally was able to read Paper Towns, and now I'm reading This Star Won't Go Out. Great books, BTW. And did anyone see the new extended The Fault In Our Stars trailer?! AMAZING!
Okay, enough about me. This is for you guys.
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Tris's POV
I wake up in an unfamiliar room, on a surprisingly comfortable couch, with the smell of mint tea floating through the air.
Okay, where the hell am I?!
I jolt up and instantly start panicking. I have no idea what happened yesterday, or today, or this morning, or whatever time it is now. I lay back down and try to remember what happened. And it all comes back.
Tobias.
The redhead.
The kiss.
Me screaming profanities at Tobias.
Rain.
Me sitting under a tree.
Did I fall asleep and get kidnapped or something?
My thoughts are interrupted when I figured comes into the room.
Act natural!
I throw my head to the side and pretend to be asleep. I can hear the person moving towards me. The footsteps are light, which must mean the person is a girl. If something comes the worst, I could probably easily take this person out.
"Tris, I know you're awake. I know you're faking," the voice says. My eyes snap open. They know my name. WTF. My eyes search around for a face, and I see one very familiar.
Tori.
Oh, shit. My art teacher kidnapped me?! I sit upright.
"You kidnapped me?! Man, I thought I could trust you…" I say. Tori laughs.
"Tris, calm down." She sits next to me on the couch. I move my legs to make room for her.
"Why should I? You kidnapped me!" I say, not hiding my annoyance and frustration.
"I didn't kidnap you, Tris. I walked out of school and I saw you sleeping under a tree. It was pouring out, so I got Coach Amar to carry you to my car. I dragged you here because I figured you wouldn't want me calling your parents," she explains. I immediately feel bad for yelling at her now more than one minute ago.
"Oh, thanks," I say sheepishly. I'm not big on apologizing. Tori seems to realize this because she laughs. She gets up and walks over to a tea pot that is singing and steaming, and I suppose that that is what hold the mint tea I smell.
"I don't suppose you want to talk about why you were sleeping under a tree in the pouring rain?" Tori asks me, pouring two cups of tea. The memories of two or three hours ago come flooding back and I sniffle. I look up at the ceiling and try to blink back tears. Tori strolls over with the two cups of tea, handing one to me and keeping one to herself. She sits in the recliner across from me and props her feet on the coffee table.
"To-Four…he- he- he-" I can't get the words out. I see Tori's face turn sympathetic through the blurriness of my tears, and I instantly already hate it. I won't tell her that, though, because this is one teacher I can actually trust, and she has already done so much for me.
"What he'd do?"
"He- he- he-…he cheated on me!" I sob, throwing my head in my hands. "He was kissing another girl during lunch period!" Tori shakes her head disapprovingly.
"I knew you two were dating. In fact, everyone knew. You two seemed so perfect for each other…I never expected him to…yeah," she says. "I'm so sorry." She sips her tea, as do I. The mint sooths my nerves, and I quickly feel more relaxed.
"What do I do?" I ask, sniffling.
"You have to show him that his actions had no affect on you," she says. I stare wide eyed at her.
"But… but…they did! I cried in front of him! He cheated on me! He told me he loved me! Of course his actions had an affect on me!" I say, setting my tea on the coffee table in front of me and standing up abruptly. She sets her tea down, too, and stands up as well.
"Tris," she says sternly. "If you want him back, you have to act like you don't want him."
Now this gets me upset. Who says that I want him back?! He's dead to me. He broke my heart, and it is currently still broken.
"Who says I want him back?" I question Tori. She raises an eyebrow at me and sits back down, tea now back in between her cupped hands.
"It's obvious. I can tell," she says. I roll my eyes.
"Yeah, okay, whatever." I quickly finish my tea in one big gulp. "You may be good at drawing and at art," I tell her, "but I do not think that advice giving is your strong suit." She chuckles. Why? That was not a complement.
"I'll pretend that that was the pain talking and not you."
"If you say so."
I bid her goodbye and thanks, and walk out of her apartment. My car is still at school, so that's where I walk to. I think about Four - Tobias is no longer a name I associate with him - and how he broke me this afternoon. He's such a bitch.
I arrive at school in no longer than ten minutes, and hop in the car. I take my keys out of my pocket and stick it in the ignition. I drive home in silence. The music they play on the radio is too happy for my current mood.
I drive past Four's house on my way home, and quickly avert my gaze. I see his car in is the driveway, which means that he's home.
No, I can't be thinking about him. He's dead to me.
I get home and run up into my room. No one is home yet, which is better. I sit on my bed and take my phone out. I check my messages and see that I have about twenty messages. Three-fourths from Christina, none from Tobias. I mean Four.
I'm almost disappointed.
Remember: His actions didn't, don't, and won't affect you.
Yeah, right.
There must be a logical reason he lied about loving me.
Was it because I am too much like him? I thought he wanted someone who understood him.
Because I'm not like other girls? I thought he liked my uniqueness.
That I own more black than pink? I thought black was his favorite color.
I guess not.
Maybe I haven't changed for the better, as I thought I had.
A/N:
So, short chapter. Longer one tomorrow. Tell me how you guys liked this one :)
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