I still, once more, do not own Divergent Veronica Roth does though.
Autumn ends, leaving the golden browns of the season, replacing the trees covered in flecks of gold with snow crusted branches. Any sense of warmth outside is long gone, layers of snow pile up on top of each other and the men at school struggle to keep up with the demand of grit needed; especially today, the day where all the kids go back to their homes. Usually Mom and Dad would have come to pick us up, however Dad can't get time off to drive cross country and Mom doesn't want to do it alone, especially in the weather that it is.
Caleb and I should hopefully get a plane this afternoon, long after most are gone. Christina left as soon as school ended yesterday in order to get a flight to somewhere in Europe with her family and Will left earlier this morning without me knowing until it was too late. The only people I know of who are leaving later than we are are Zeke and Uriah, their mom lives in Boston where the airport's already closed, so instead of waiting, she's driving cross country to come and get them. I have no clue when Four leaves, presumably before me.
I'm in our room alone packing all my clothes and things to bring home. I leave most things like books and decorations, but clothes and bedsheets are crumpled into a suitcase. I'm having to pack lighter than I would if we were driving, but I'll crush everything in my case that I'll need; no matter what. It's much quieter with out Chris, by now she would have some crappy pop song on and would be dancing around the room forcing me to join in; instead I quietly pack listening to some light folk music which Uri downloaded onto my phone last week.
A knocking comes from the door, I open it up to see Al standing there with all his stuff in a bag.
"I'm off then, " he says, " have a great holiday, I'll miss you." I let out a slight laugh, no ones really said that before to me, back home we never really said goodbye over the holidays, we'd all spend it together. The thought that someone will actually miss me amazes me. Sure Chris might miss me, but she didn't say it. She just wished me a great time and that she'll see me next year.
"I'll miss you too Al, I hope you have a great time back home." He leans in and pulls me into a smothering hug, I can barely breathe, but he seems happy so I'll just hug him back. He smells of lemongrass and sage, a now familiar sent. He's been a tight hugger since our first hug just over a month ago. Slowly he unravels his arms from around he, "I guess I'll see you soon?' I say
"I guess so. Bye Tris," he smiled at me and with that he was gone. I've almost finished packing, I won't be coming back for a few weeks. For the first time since september I'll be able to talk to everyone I left behind for real, in person. I have a feeling Susan's probably forgotten about me, as has Robert I think. The only people I think I'm really going back for is Mom and Dad.
I zip up my back and yank it off my bed, I look at my watch to see the time; 10 o'clock. I have to leave soon, time to go see the boys to say good bye. I turn my light out and lock the door, there are more people left here than I thought there would be, I thought everyone would have been gone and hour or so ago, but obviously no one seems to want to leave. I can't blame them to be honest. I push my case down the flights of stairs until I get to the boys room, I knock on it and await a response. Already I can hear the boys shouting and moving.
I am greeted with the sight of Four, behind him is Zeke and Uriah. Uri stands there, case already packed, annoying his brother, who looks like he may kill him anytime soon.
"Tris! Good to see you, when do you leave?" Four moves himself out of the way so that I can come in.
"I think Caleb and I have a flight at 2, I don't really know, but undoubtedly he will." Four closes the door behind us, I move out of the way into a corner so that I don't' disrupt their packing.
"Caleb? That new guy in Erudite?" Four seems shocked, I never did tell him about my brother did I?
"Yeah, I have the lovely fortune of being related to that ass, but he's a brother, I have to love him don't I?"
"There is no rule anywhere that says you have to love your family." Four replies, has he got an issue with family? He wouldn't would he? He seems too rounded a person, usually when people have issues with people like parents you can tell, they carry that burden around with them all the time, it never leaves them.
"Yeah, listen to Four, he says some wise things." Zeke says as he pushes Uri away from him once more. I sit down on Four's bed which isn't cluttered like his roommates. I watch as Four zips up his case, only to catch Uri's eye as I look back up. He raises his eyebrows, he really thinks I like Four, but once more I don't. I don't know if I'm denying this to him (albeit mentally) or if I'm denying it to myself like I have for a while. The only logical response I can form is to shake my head. Again.
"So, Four, I know that these two are going home, where are you going?" I ask, trying to act like that little situation never happened. I'm not attracted to him, I just want to know about him, he's... interesting.
"I'm going with them, it was either that or stay here and I can't do that. " he responds with a slight annoyance in his voice.
"Oh, that's... nice." I reply. I don't want to push this conversation any further, I don't want him to hate me, especially before we leave for vacation.
"Yeah, nice... having my roommate staying with me over the holiday as well! Sounds swell, " Zeke sneers.
"You know you love me." Four replies. I can't tell if they actually hate each other or if this is their form of joke. I opt for the latter in hope that there's no tension here. Suddenly I feel a vibration through my jeans. I pull out my phone and stare down to see Caleb's phoning me. I call the boys to shh while I talk to him.
"Hi Caleb, " I greet.
"Tris! Come back to bed!" Calls Uriah, I swear to God I'm gonna kill him soon.
"Pass the vodka!" shouts Four, and him too. I'm gonna shoot them all at this rate.
"Beatrice, who's that? Or should I say who are they?" he sounds concerned, I open the door and step outside into the corridor.
"That's just Uriah and Four, sorry, I'm outside now. "
"Four, like the sports man, the one in the year above?" he sounds even more concerned.
"Yes, he's just a friend. Nothing more, it okay. What did you want?" I bat off the subject like it's nothing to care about.
"Yeah, come meet me at the front we need to get going, the cab's here."
"Oh, yeah, sure, let me say goodbye to the guys and I'll be right there."
"They guys? Yeah, go for it. Sure," he tries to sounds cool about it and even though he's not even a full year older than me, he likes to act like such an older brother. I hangup the phone and go back inside.
"You guys are such dumbasses. I have to get going. Caleb's getting annoyed.
"Bye," says Zeke, still concentrating on his packing. Uriah comes over to me and pulls me into a hug and whispers in my ear,
"Don't fall for Four, please. I see the way you look at him, don't do it. Please. For me." I pull away and toss him a glare. I can like who I want and if I want to like Four I will, but I don't. So I shouldn't worry.
"I'll try."
"Bye Tris," Four pulls me into a hug. I inhale his smell, he smells of cologne and a strange masculine sent they they all possess. His arms feel so safe and protecting. I like it in his arms, I don't want to leave them, especially when having to go with Caleb for a plane ride and then to the most mundane town in history. He holds me a moment longer than he should, but I don't complain. This, however, may make my promise to Uri harder to keep. He pulls me away and suddenly I'm colder, more afraid than I was before, but I don't know what I'm afraid of; I may be falling for him.
"Bye Four. " I pick up my bag and open the door ready to leave. The snow is still falling, I just hope we can get back home. I don't feel like waiting in a hotel room with Caleb until this snowstorm leaves.
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