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It took much persuading for our parents to let us leave early, more-so my parents than Tobias' father. It seemed almost like he was happy to be rid of him. Caleb, however, wasn't fooled.

"So, what? You decide that you want to leave a day early with your boy-" he quizzed last night.

"Shhhh," I butt in, Mom and Dad still don't know, however it can't be long before they find out after Marcus's minor meltdown," Do you want to speak any louder, Caleb?"

"So you and Tobias have moved your flights before Mom and Dad approved?" he seems sceptical about this decision; the Erudite in him truly is coming out now.

"Yes, we've talked about this before, Caleb. I explained that Tobias and I haven't had the ideal holidays and we want to go back as soon as possible. "

"So, you're leaving tomorrow, you couldn't put up with one day more?" his gives me the disapproving look I remember so well, the look of disgust, the look of you know better than that, but now? I don't, I don't know better, I don't know anything at the moment. I want to leave, him, Marcus, Robert, everyone, I just hate it here, before a few days ago I didn't realise how much I hated it here, this place is like a jail, with me and Tobias about to partake in the great escape.

"No Caleb, I couldn't, I couldn't put up with another day of you, another day of fearing Mom and Dad's reactions about me and Tobias, I can't no. We're leaving, I'm sorry. It's not like it's permanent, I mean, you'll see me at school, I'll be back at spring break, but I hate this place so much, I just don't fit in here. Is that okay, Caleb?" I spit out the last few words, I don't care if he understands anymore, I don't want to talk to him.

"So, Mom and Dad are okay with you flying back to school with Tobias?" He smirks.

"They are, now, finally. I mean, we talked to them, Mom and Dad were okay about it because Tobias is older and can protect me, Marcus wasn't happy though, after you told him," I hiss, " he's hated me, he's been a jerk, but you know, he's happy to get his own son out of his house. The bastard. "

"So I can't change your mind?" " He asks.

"No, you can't, I'm gone as soon as I can. " and with that I walked upstairs and started packing, already quivering with excitement to get back to school, to my friends, to a place where I'm safe.

The grounds were completely different to what they were when we left, the snow is now melted leaving it nothing like the snow globe we left, now it was raining making it seem smaller. Despite this, I have never been happier to be back at school. There's almost no one here seeing as we don't start for another three days, leaving the two of us alone. Today is the last day to savour us being allowed to be act like a couple, once everyone arrives tomorrow we go back to being 'platonic' or so they will think. We agreed on the plane that we will still date in secret, occasionally going on out dates, but not tell anyone anything. If they are to ask, we simply explain that we are friends and nothing more, like him and Christina. We also agreed that I'll call Tobias, Four while everyone's around, but as soon as we're alone, I'll continue to call him Tobias. He enjoys hearing his real name, and I enjoy calling him this name, it's like a secret between the two of us.

"Finally, God, that was the longest vacation of my life, honestly, I thought it would never end," I sigh. We're sitting in Tobias' room; room four. The room in which we all stayed for almost a week. I still remember the night that I first kissed Tobias. I stayed in this room on the sofa wondering if we'd last, I still don't know. I lay there feeling awkward because I was sleeping in the same room as my boyfriend. Jesus, not even a month later, I've slept in the same bed as him.

"Well, we're back now aren't we?" Tobias smirks. " And we're all alone, we won't be like this for a long time. " he tilts my chin to my our faces align and kisses me. This kiss is unlike the one two days ago, that one was hurried, desperate, but today, we're moving slowly, this time it's passionate. I can truly feel our connection, almost as much as the first time we kissed; the day back in the snow. He hovers his tongue by the entrance of my mouth, I allow him access feeling slightly nervous. He's older, I remember. He's expecting things. But he won't he's not like that. Our tongues tango, merging us more than before. For the first time I hear Tobias let slip a low moan, I mirror the noise. And then he's moving his hands up my body, every nerve is on edge, I feel everything more than before. I twitch forcing Tobias to stop a moment before resuming. It's nice not having to panic about people possibly walking in, so much so, that suddenly I'm pulling his top up over his head, exposing his tattoos. I pull away looking at this line creeping around his neck.

"Your tattoos," I whisper. Tobias proceeds to stand up and turn around. His back is cover fully. There's each faction symbol, there's more ink than skin. " They're beautiful." I start to trace the lines of the tattoos with my hand, underneath you can still feel the bumps of scars, the years of abuse. "The bastard. I'm going to kill him-"

"-Stop, Tris. It's over," he insists.

"But, it's not," I say fumbling over the latest scar, it seems recent, within the past week. "That day, when I came round to yours, I heard a cry of pain that was you, he did this. " I feel the tears rise in my eyes, no one can hurt Tobias, my Tobias. "I'm going to kill him."

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