Hey! So I know people are excited for the next chapter well I'm here to tell that...Here is the next chapter and as requested on what you wanted to happen next! Enjoy reading! Review. Follow. Favorite. Love y'all! :) :)
In a few weeks, Four and I have gotten to know each other really well. With one minor setback...he just won't tell me his real name. Which bothers me because I know I am keeping a secret from him - that secret being of self-harming but he doesn't need to that just yet because I don't know what he's reaction would be if he found out. Would it be anger? Would it be pity? Probably anger. He might hate me for it. I hate myself...so what does it matter?
At school, I see Four and wave. He smiles a little bit then walks over to me. "Hey, Tris." Four says quietly. Should I tell him now that I'm self-harming? No...I can't yet. Four's been really busy with trying to find a college to go to and filling out paperwork and getting ready to graduate and to top it off, homework. If I tell him that then that'll be adding more stress to him. All I am is a sophomore and he's a senior. I don't want him worrying about me if he already has a million other things to do and worry about.
After school that day, Four is driving me home and (wait for it...) he sees my scars on my wrist. I hope he doesn't get mad at me. I watch as he pulls off the road suddenly and he turns to me as he puts the car in park. His face etched with concern. I am too worried to see the concern. "Tris...why didn't you tell me you were cutting?" I look down. "Because...I didn't want you to worry about me on top of everything else that is going on." He looks at me still with concern in his eyes. "Everyone...including you...would be fine without me." I say quietly. I feel a soft warm finger touch my chin and I look up into his mesmerizing dark blue eyes. "What about me? I'm your friend and I care. It doesn't matter that I have a lot of things to do. If you would of just told me, I would've dropped everything I was doing and would've come to your aid." I don't drop our gaze. "You would've?" He nods as he puts his forehead on mine. "In a heartbeat." He says so quietly I almost didn't hear him. He leans into me...getting closer...where we are just inches apart. He gives me a kiss...on the lips...that is cautious and slow. Then he pulls away just as quick as the kiss came. "I care and understand. I care so much okay Tris? I Want you to understand that, I do care about you and would do anything for you in a heartbeat." I nod slowly. He starts driving again and drops me off at my house. Before he leaves he says, "Smile. You deserve to smile."
I get inside of my house and hug my mom and go up to my room. Deciding to take a quick nap before doing my homework. As I begin to fall asleep I think this one thing before sleep overtakes me:
He cares about me.
So this is Chapter Four! (hahaha Four get it? Haha no? Okay) Anyway, please review and tell Me what you think of the story. I know I haven't gotten to Four's real name yet but that will come soon.
Okay...probably many of you are wondering why there is no Caleb and Mr. Prior. The reason they are not in this story is because they both stayed in North Carolina, where Tris is originally from. So that's why they aren't in this story.
I bet most of you are probably wondering where in the world did someone get an idea for this type of story. Well, I was bullied in middle school. I am now a sophomore in high school. It got really bad in eighth grade. I was told to "go kill myself." And no I am not making this up for attention. That'd just be cruel. So this story is based off on my experience with bullying. However, I do not self-harm. I want to write a story that inspires someone not to cut anymore or try to attempt to kill themself. I want to show people that there is a better way out. Yes, there really is a better way out. And writing is an escape route from my thoughts. I hope I have inspired someone and please tell me if you are inspired by this story.
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