Chapter 36

Last time: The part I will remember is the look on Fours face.

Present:

Four POV:

I walk away.

I got my hopes up too high and thought we might have a chance, that's all.

We never actually had anything. We weren't even friends I don't think. We kissed once, but only one of us knew.

I sit on a bench somewhere in the mall. I don't know where I am because I wasn't paying attention when I walked away. I just walked. I see someone come up to me and sit down.

"Hi." They say.

"Hi." I say back.

"I'm sorry." I recognize the person as Christina now.

"Why?" I ask, even though I know.

"Do you really want me to say it?" She asks.

"No."

We sit in silence for the next few minutes.

"I don't know why she did it." Christina says suddenly, "I mean, she's been going crazy over 'mysterious blue-eyed boy' and she even knew it was you!"

I look at her.

"How did she react?" I ask. Christina looks like she fighting a mental battle.

"I'm only offering two options because I know you're already hurt by all of this, so, do you want to the truth or do your want something that will ease your heart ache?" She asks. I sigh.

"I guess the truth."

"Not to well, to be honest. She freaked out. And then when I told her you were going to be here she screamed at me for, like, five minutes." Christina says.

I can feel my expression darkening.

"Oh" is all I say.

A while later, Christina is still sitting there with me.

"Why are you still here? I mean, no offense, but why don't you go hang out with your friends? I'm only here because I'm friends with Zeke and I lik-" I stop there. I'm not going to say it out loud. Maybe that will help a little.

"I consider us friends, Four. That and I know what you're going through." Christina says, looking deep in thought.

"What did Will do to make you so heart broken again? He danced with someone else, right?" I ask.

"Yeah." Christina says as if this memory pains her.

"So, we both have heart-to-hearts with each other, but don't even know each others favorite color. What is it?" I ask, trying to change the subject.

Christina thinks for a moment.

"Mine is sort of a tie." She says.

"Go on." I say.

"I like black and white. In a way it sort of represents the truth, which I always seek." She says.

"I like black alone. I feel like it is a new beginning. Like how the end of a tunnel always looks black from far away. And how at the end of the day the sky turns black. People say the end is really just a new beginning, don't they?" I ask.

"Yeah, they do." She says.

We talk for a while longer just having a casual conversation.

"Okay, so, once I was reading an article and it turns out there's a school for people like me! People who can tell lies from truth! It's called Candor High! I don't think I would leave Dauntless high and join Candor high, though. I'd really miss everyone here." Christina says. I raise an eyebrow.

"Even Will?" I ask.

She sighs. "Even Will."

Tris POV:

I don't really know where Christina went. She just sort of ran off. Now that I think about it, so did Four.

My searching ends when I spot them both sitting on a bench talking, laughing, and smiling together. I don't understand what I feel inside. It feels like a sudden hatred. It feels like its suffocating me. It feels like I'm a bird stuck in a cage. I want to fly free, but I'm stuck in this cage instead.

I want to look away but I can't. I don't know why, but I just can't. It's like how us humans are drawn to trouble, even though we know its not good. I feel as if I will make a scene if I don't look away now.

Thank god for Marlene.

"Hey, Tris! What are you looking at?" Marlene asks.

"I'm looking for Christina." I lie. Remember how I just thanked Marlene a few seconds ago? I take that back.

"I see her! She over there with Four. Oh my gosh! They would be so cute together!" Marlene keeps rambling on saying stuff like this. This makes me feel murderous.

"I'm going to get another smoothie." I say and get up before anyone can come with me.

I walk over to Tori as fast as I can without seeming suspicious.

"Tori! Help!" I tell her as soon as I make it over.

"What?" She asks. I point at Christina and Four.

"So?" She asks with one eyebrow raised.

"I don't get it! Every time I look over there I get a feeling I can't explain. It feels like I want to kill someone and weep at the same time. It feels like I'm trapped inside myself. It's awful, Tori!" I say. I am so flustered right now.

Tori smirks.

"That, my friend, is a little thing called jealousy."

Tris is jealous! She thinks he's gorgeous! She wants to kiss him! She wants to hug him! She wants to love him! She wants to smooch him! She wants to hug him! Lol, no. Not yet :)

Thank you Emilythenerd for the unicorn food!

Now excuse me, I have like 6 books to finish before Friday, so, bye!

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QOTD: What do you want to be when you grow up? (Or what are you?) My answer: I don't really know. I gues maybe being an author would be nice, but I would fail miserably at that and my family would disown me. My dada has this thing about no authors, no actors, no singers, no artists (which is really strange since half my family are artists).