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Our house is still buzzing, mom and dad obviously still had friends round. I fumble around looking for my keys to let me in. The lock is so small, too small for me to unlock at the moment, with the tears blurring my vision and the liquors affecting my brain. Still a lightweight; well, I've only been drunk once before. Tobias takes over guiding the key in and pushing the door open. I wave a hand over at my mother carefully making sure that I avoid her seeing my face, or Tobias.

I clobber upstairs, Tobias following hot on my heals. Once in my room, I slump down on my bed, kick of my shoes and start to properly cry into my hands. The music blaring from below is enough to mask my wails. Or so I hope. Tobias doesn't ask for any explanation, he knows I'll come out with it all when I'm ready, he does though wrap is arm around me and pull me close.

I don't know how long I've been in this state; it's not midnight yet.

"I'm sorry, " I pant," It's just all too much. Susan, my brother, people knowing, this whole you being Tobias-"

"I'm sorry, I should have told you. It was stupid for me to keep such a big secret from you."

"No, that's fine," I sniff, "I could cope with all of that, just. I couldn't cope with… with… Robert," I remember telling Tobias about him before we left, how he joked about him.

"Robert?" the look across his face is one of hurt.

" Yeah. After I left you I thought I was going to be sick, so I ran outside. I wasn't ill, but someone came looking for me and… it was Robert."

"He didn't hurt you did he?" I can see his muscle tense up underneath his shirt as if he's getting all protective.

"No, he came up to me and told me that he had feelings for me. He thought that we were both single and wanted to try long distance." Tobias doesn't say anything for a moment.

"You explained to him about us didn't you?" It's an obvious answer.

"Yes, of course. But as I said, I might have said yes had he asked before I left. It was too much. I'm sorry for dragging you out of there. You probably were talking to people. God, I'm a real bitch."

"It's fine, Tris. I didn't like it that much, the drinks, the people. I remember why I left here in the first place. You should get out of that dress." I give him a sceptical look. "Not like that, you need sleep."

I nod and stand up, my already skin tight dress is sticking to me more from the dampness. Tobias looks in my drawers to find some pyjamas for me while I unzip my dress. This is far too intimate, even changing in the same room is hard for me to do. He passes some shorts and a baggy top over and then sits on my bed while looking down at his phone. I quickly pull the dress down and put on the top followed by the shorts. I take off the majority of the makeup on my face and tie my hair up into a ponytail.

"5…4…3…2…1…" the voices from downstairs shout, Tobias crosses over the room to me," Happy new year!"

"Happy new year, Tris," he whispers. He leans into kiss me tasting tentatively with his tongue, I open my mouth and let out a low moan. My first new year kiss. "You need sleep."

"Don't leave yet," I moan," please."

"Are you sure?" He questions.

"Yes, stay just until I fall asleep. Please," he thinks about it for a moment before replying.

"Okay, I'll be gone in the morning, before everyone wakes up. My dad won't check on me tonight," I let a grin take over my face. I climb into my bed, staying close to the wall, leaving room. Tobias flicks the light switch leaving the room pitch black. He sits on top of the blankets with his arm draped over me.

"Thank you," I mumble half asleep," I'm really glad you're here, tonight has been horrible and I just want to be safe."

"You're always safe, Tris. Now shhh, go to sleep. For me" I burry my face into his chest and soon, my breathing becomes rhythmic.

No one came in during the night. I didn't wake up in the middle of it, nor did Tobias. I wake at the time of eight-thirty with Tobias lying next to me. Since last night, he's climbed under the blankets and has wrapped himself around me. I turn so that I'm facing him. While asleep, Tobias seems his age, not older like usual. His mouth is slightly parted, breathing.

"Oh, shit," he says, stirring," I should have been gone hours ago, but I guess I fell asleep," he yawns. I don't say anything, I roll closer wanting him not to leave. " I want to stay, Tris, but soon my Dad's going to notice and… I don't want… I don't want… You know what I need to leave."

"Shhh," I say as I press my finger to his lips, "Five more minutes," I'm still in a sleepy daze, it's too early.

"No, I really need to leave, Tris. I'm sorry," he leaps out of bed. Quickly, he runs down stairs, grabbing a jacket as he goes. "I'm sorry, " he whispers," if you knew my dad, you would understand." he leans in and kisses me.

"You can't let him control your life forever, I mean, you're what? 18? You could live on your own, you are legally allowed. " I interject.

"I know. This is my last vacation here, spring break - I'm not here, Summer - I'm leaving. So, I should be fine, honestly," whenever he mentions his father, he always seems tired, no energy to continue. Marcus is up to something, behind closed doors somethings happening to cause Tobias to be like this.

"Okay, if you need me, I'm here, there's a spare room, I'm sure my parents will let you stay," it's important to let him know, he's safe here.

"Thanks, Tris. I'll see you soon, I'll try to -" There's footsteps behind me on the stairs. No one would be up at this time, why are there footsteps, no, not now please.

"Bye, Tobias, I'll see you around," I close the door and brace for questioning.

Well thank you for reading! To clear up something: this isn't abnegation- this is just Tris' hometown. Abnegation is a faction at school, like Gryffindor in Harry Potter, that's why there is alcohol. I mean, Robert isn't in Abnegation, he's in Amity. So I hope that's clear.

Also, to the person who thought that faction rules in a modern day is creepy, these are sort of school rules, like the whole faction thing, but most like the Erudite/Dauntless hatred, is just rules made up by the students, it's all like cliques. I've bent the rules into modern day versions, like all the other authors of this genre.

And guys. I got my first bad review today! I really want to frame it, so to the person who said ' ugh Tris is so annoying'. K, thanks. Don't let the door hit you on the way out :)

I hope this clears up any confusion.

As always, thank you all for reading! I love you all. Remember to review, follow and favourite!

-LMC