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I don't want to go to lunch and face all the questions about my new job. The fact that Tobias is not there makes me want to stop and turn back to the dormitory but my stomach is saying otherwise. I walk down the corridor with my head low.
"Tris" Someone calls. I walk back and lean over the wall to look down the corridor. Max.
"Hi" I watch as he speed walks towards me.
"Just the person I was looking for" He looks down at the files in his hands. "I heard about your new job"
"Oh" I raise my eyebrows. "It goes around fast" I comment. In Abnegation, news about someone or in fact worldwide news was the last to arrive there. People must have being talking about me. Gossiping?
Max looks up and gives me a confused look. He shuffles to one foot then the other in discomfort. His face changes to a smile, leaving creases at the corners of his eyes.
"It's understandable for a Stiff to say that." He says. "I wanted to talk to you before ten but I had an important call for Four and... Uriah – I think that's his name."
"Oh" Was all I could say. Millions of scenarios passed me. Did the system not work? Did they...
I feel my breathing getting faster. Did they check my aptitude test and found out in the process who I really am.
"They ran into some trouble" He tuts. "Anyway, I wanted to give you a job of being my assistant" He smiles.
"Really, what about my other job?" I ask. I really feel my stomach calling me to give it food but I ignore it.
"Don't worry. I have sorted it" He raises a hand in the air. "You are guarding the fence twice a week and the rest of the week you will be with me"
"That will be gre-"
"Good! Oh, excuse me" He answers his phone. "Hello?"
I stand there awkwardly. Is he finished talking to me or do I just walk away. It would be rude to walk away. But it would be rude to listen on a conversation. I look around, like that will help.
"I told you not to get into a fight!" Max shouts down the phone. "It ruins our profile, especially to Erudite!"
I look towards Max and listen to a voice on the phone but I can't make out what they are saying. Then I think. Tobias went to Erudite! This must be the problem. They got into a fight. But Tobias wouldn't just fight someone for no reason.
"I don't care if we are supposed to look tough!" Max looks up to the people giving him looks when they walk past. His face turns red. I am not looking forward to working with him. With this. I hear the voices again.
"Four! I don't care if he was asking for it or not!" Max drops the files onto the floor. I bend down and pick them up but still looking at him.
"What?" He says, sounding calmer.
Silence.
Tobias must have punched someone for a good reason. He wouldn't just randomly do it. I feel calm though. At least he is talking on the phone. At least he is not hurt.
"Is Uriah alright?" He asks. I don't feel calm.
"Okay. I will get it sorted before you get back" Max finished and hangs up.
"Is everything okay?" I pass the files over for him to take out my hands.
"Anyway, as I was saying" He straights up and pulls a strand of hair out his mouth. "It will be a pleasure you working for me" He walks off at that.
I chuckle at that. But my thoughts go back to Tobias and Uriah. I hope they are both alright.
xxx
"How was last night?" Christina smirks as I throw my plate on the table and take a seat.
"Like any other night" I say, clearly not in the mood. I don't look up at the faces of my friends staring at me.
"Did it not go to well, then?" Her face drops and looks towards the others.
"Yeah, it was just like a friendly sleep over" I shove peas into my mouth.
"What's wrong?" Will asks.
I look up at them all looking at me. I don't know if to tell them about Tobias and Uriah. Is this what it's going to be like working for Max? Everything so confidential, that I can't even speak. My eyes skid over to Peter and Molly.
"Peter and Molly have the same job as me" I say. It's not a lie because I am annoyed that they are going to be working with me, but there are other things that top my worry list.
"They are pansycake" Zeke says, shoving chocolate cake into his mouth.
We all look over to him and then his mouth, which is covered in chocolate. I can't help notice how much he looks like his brother. God, they even use the same old slang. I drop my fork.
"Visiting day is soon" Christina says looking down.
Uriah. He is all I can think about. He could be hurt. And his brother, Zeke doesn't know. I can't tell him here, in front of everyone.
"Next week" Will says, sadly.
"Zeke"
Zeke looks up to me.
"I need to talk to you" I sound serious. "Now"
"What?" He asks. I stand up and pull him by the elbow and out the cafeteria to the corridor. I look at him, him looking down at his chocolate cake. I try not to laugh at the love of cake here.
"It's Uriah" I start.
"Yeah, what about him?" He bores into my eyes. So much for the brotherhood love.
"I heard from Max that Tob – Four and Uriah got in a fight" I say, out of breath. "It sounded like Uriah was hurt" This made Zeke look up. His eyes turn cold and big.
"W-where is he now?"
"I think they are on their way back" I feel Zeke's worry.
"I' going to go to the hospital" He sounds calm but his face says otherwise. He looks at his cake, to the bin at the end of the corridor and then his cake again.
"He practically lives there" He opens his mouth as wide as he can and shoves the whole cake into it. Chocolate crumes fall down and onto his top as he runs towards the hospital.
xxx
That evening I walk into Tobias apartment. He looks up and smiles.
"How was today?" He asks. I check him over and don't see a single scratch. There must be, because he hides his hands in his pockets quickly.
"It was good. Got two jobs" I watch as Tobias face doesn't change, he doesn't look surprised. I wait for him to ask me my jobs but the silence takes over.
"Oh my god" I say. "You spoke to Max about it, didn't you?"
"Maybe" He walks forward but I walk back.
"Behind my back?" I feel my cheeks burn. I feel angry.
"Look" He sighs. "I wanted you to stay in the compound. It's safe. You are surrounded by fighters. I wanted to be close in case -"
"In case of what?" I raise my voice.
"If you are out guarding the fence and something happens, I won't be there!" Tobias raises his voice back.
"I will be surrounded by fighters – other guards"
"What's outside the fence is not always the threat" He looks down.
"You said you wouldn't stop me" I whisper. He looks up, his eyes dark and his mouth opens to speak.
"How was your day," I say. "Tobias?"
"Good. But it would have been better if I spent it with you" He replies. I try to smile. I would have smiled if I hadn't been so angry. Is he not going to tell me about the fight?
"Nothing happened?" I ask and he shakes his head. "I was with Max when you where on the phone"
Tobias looks at me defeated. He runs his hands through his hair.
"Some idiot wouldn't let us file in your names because all his 'special' work was on the computer. You know what Uriah like. He started on him" Tobias says. "That guy got the better of Uriah though, but not too badly – the stupid guy should have been Dauntless"
"What did you do?" I ask. Tobias pulls his hands out his pockets. His knuckles have scars with a little dry blood.
"I wasn't going to stand there and watch him beat up a Dauntless. I punched him a few times"
"Is Uriah okay?" I ask. Tobias nods. "When were you considering on telling me this?"
Tobias looks at me, thinking on his reply. I caught him out.
"You worried me today" I say and turn towards the door. I breathe in and imagine breathing in my tears.
xxx
"Tris!" Shauna calls. "Do you want to go bungee jumping tonight?" She asks, excitedly.
"I'd love to" I smile and follow her. At least that is one way to breathe in and hold the tears.
