Chapter 45
Last time: Four.
Present:

I wake up and see a white wall with words in black on it. My vision is too fuzzy to read the words but I can just make out the word 'fear'. Umm, okay. Where exactly am I again?
"Tris you're in my apartment." Oops, I said that out loud. Wait, who replied to me.
"I did, Tris. Don't worry, it's just me, Four." I almost groan. Great I'm stuck in a room alone with a junior who kissed me. I hope I didn't just say that out loud.
"Say what out loud, Tris?" He asks. I can see him now. He's cleaning his hands in a sink. He's acting so casual, like there isn't a girl lying in his bed.
"Well, how else should I act, Tris? If I acted all serious I might stress you out which would only make your injuries worse." I have to stop thinking out loud.
"Yes, you do." Four agrees.

He comes and plops down at the foot of the bed. I try to sit up and face him but I am met with awful, horrible pain. I still sit up though.
"What happened?" I ask.
"Last night you were walking around a bad neighborhood and I saw you. I went over towards you and you said something about a guy named Caleb and tag. You then ran at a total stranger screaming Caleb's name. The guy tried to attack you but luckily I saved you. Were you drunk last night?" He asks raising an eyebrow.
"It was dark, I was cold and annoyed, and I thought it was Caleb. Speaking of Caleb, have you seen him lately?" I ask stupidly. Of course he doesn't know what Caleb looks like.
"Who's Caleb? You tried to explain to me last night but you didn't make any sense."
"Caleb's my brother. Can I borrow a phone?"

Four shoots me one last weird look before showing me to the phone. I dial Caleb's number. It picks up almost immediately.
"Hello?" Says a frantic voice.
"Caleb, it's Beatrice. Listen, I'm okay, last night my friend came and picked me up." I say leaving out the part about me getting beat up.
"Oh thank god! If you were hurt I would never forgive myself! I'm sorry that I chose a really bad time to play tag last night. This whole thing was my fault! I'm-" he babbles.
"Caleb! It's okay, I forgive you. Now there's a few more little details that I have to tell you." I say gently.
"Beatrice." Caleb says.
"Caleb, last night I ran into an alleyway with someone who I thought was you and was beat up. Luckily, my friend was nearby and he beat up the guy who was hurting me." I say gently again. I can practically hear Caleb's head explode.
"BEATRICE! THATS NOT A SMALL DETAIL! THATS A BIG DEAL! WHY WASNT THIS THE FIRST THING YOU TOLD ME?!" He just keeps shouting into the phone. I actually time him. 10 minutes. Not bad...
"Better?" I ask.
"No, not at all. We're coming to pick you up. Now." I laugh at Caleb.
"You don't know his address." I say. There is a sudden silence. Oh no. Caleb listened to my words closely.
"His? Beatrice, you stayed overnight at a boys house?" I sigh. Caleb has yet another screaming fest. This one lasts only seven minutes, though.
"Tell me his address right now, Beatrice." I roll my eyes.
"Yes, Father."
"Just tell me the address."

"Four!" I shout.
"Tris!"
"What's your address?!" I shout.
"374 Dauntless road!" He responds. "Why?!"
"Because my family's picking me up!" I shout. No reply. Huh.

I tell Caleb the address and he tells me to just stay put. Where else does he think I would be? Canada? Some people...

Four POV:

I wake up on a couch in the living room. Why am I not in my bed. Then I remember that I'm here because Tris is in my bed. Wow, that sounded dirty.

I wonder why she was acting so strange last night? She kept saying something about someone named Caleb and tag. Was she drunk? I hope not. Then I would have to nurse her hangover.

I hear a groan coming from my bedroom. That also sounded dirty. I walk to my bedroom and see Tris trying to sit up. She fails.
"Where exactly am I again?" Tris says. She seems to not realize that she's talking.
"Tris you're in my apartment." I say. Tris looks surprised when I respond.
"Wait, who replied to me." She can't remember anything. That makes sense. Hopefully she doesn't have a concussion. Hopefully she isn't hungover. I wouldn't want to have to nurse someone. I'm not very good at nursing people. Or wounds. I shudder at the memory. Ignore it, To-Four. If you ignore it, it didn't happen.
"I did, Tris. Don't worry, it's just me, Four." I say.
"Great I'm stuck in a room alone with a junior who kissed me. I hope I didn't just say that out loud." I choose to ignore the first part of what she said.
"Say what out loud, Tris?" I ask. I start cleaning my hands in the sink in my room. I try and act casual so as though she doesn't feel creeped out.
"He's acting so casual, like there isn't a girl lying in his bed." She's talking about me. Quick! Say something, Four!
"Well, how else should I act, Tris? If I acted all serious I might stress you out which would only make your injuries worse." Nice. That'll do, Four.
"I have to stop thinking out loud."
"Yes, you do." I agree.

I go over to her and sit at the foot of the bed. Tris sits up. It looks like it caused her a lot of pain, though.
"What happened?" She asks.
"Last night you were walking around a bad neighborhood and I saw you. I went over towards you and you said something about a guy named Caleb and tag. You then ran at a total stranger screaming Caleb's name. The guy tried to attack you but luckily I saved you. Were you drunk last night?" I ask raising an eyebrow.
"It was dark, I was cold and annoyed, and I thought it was Caleb. Speaking of Caleb, have you seen him lately?" She asks. Who even is Caleb? Can she explain that to me first?
"Who's Caleb? You tried to explain to me last night but you didn't make any sense." I say.
"Caleb's my brother. Can I borrow a phone?"

I lead her to the phone. She starts calling someone. Well, duh, Four. What else would she do with a phone? Eat it? "Hey, can I eat your phone?" Yeah, no.
"Will you just shut up conscience?" I ask annoyed.
"Nope!" My conscience says, "We all know you like her by the way." That crossed the line!
"You know I have a girlfriend that I really like, Conscience! Are you suggesting that I'm not happy with my relationship?" I ask my conscience, fuming.
"Yes, I am. I like Mari too, but we all know that you like her as only a friend." My conscience says.
"Conscience, I am not going to cheat on or dump Mari and go out with Tris. Plus, you heard what she said about me! She doesn't even like me! She thinks that I'm just some weird junior that kissed her once! Even if I did like her she wouldn't like me back!" I yell. Wow, if people could read my thoughts they would think I'm insane.
"Agreed."
"Shut up!"

Yes. I did just make Four argue with himself. And no, Tris will not find out his real name for a long time. Don't complain, it's important to the plot.

Speaking of plots J.K. Rowling is a butt. No spoilers for any Harry Potter books please, because I'm only just finishing the fourth. Yes, I know. I am like the last person on the planet to read the Harry Potter series (besides my family in which everyone besides me and my sister, who is in denial, hates it). I'm pathetic. And I'm mad that Cedric died. He was the reason why Cho and Harry couldn't go out. Now they're going to go out and I'll just be wanting to throw the book out a window because Ginny is my favorite character in the series.

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QOTD: Who is your favorite Harry Potter character?

My answer: it was Dumbledore but then I thought "I really like Ginny and I know she lives and Dumbledore dies so why not make her my favorite?" And yeah. Ginny is now my favorite Harry Potter character.