*Technical double update today! YAY! This is what you guys have been waiting and asking for. Don't say I didn't warn you...*

Chapter 15

Tris POV

"Tris, Toby isn't dead. I'm Toby."

Four's words rang in Tris' ears.

"What?" He was kidding. He had to be.

"I'm Toby." He said again. "Your Toby."

Tris stood, enraged. "This is a sick joke, Four, and I don't like it. Stop this now. Or I swear—"

"No, I'm not joking, I—"

"What? You thought it would be funny to toy with the poor little Stiff's feelings? Make her feel special and important and then crush her? That's sick, Four. You're not better than Eric." She spat, turning for the door.

Four ran past her quickly holding his hands out to stop her, his eyes pleading. Those stupid blue eyes were stormy and troubled.

"Tris, Tris, wait. If I weren't Toby how would I know that your real name is Beatrice Prior? That when you were eight you made friends with a little boy named Tobias Eaton, whose mom had just died. You were the first person I held hands with. You were the first girl I told I loved. You're the only person I could tell anything and everything in the field behind my house. Please Tris, please believe me. I love you. I'm not lying."

Tris was shocked. Holy crap. It was Toby. He was standing right in front of her, and suddenly she felt stupid for not figuring it out in the first place. Her Toby was right there. For a second she smiled, and Four visibly relaxed and hugged her close.

"Wait." Tris said after a moment, pushing him away roughly. "You left me."

"Wait," Four said, obviously confused. "This isn't what—"

Tris could feel the anger bubbling back up, because she had good reason to be angry.

"You left me, Tobias." Tris hissed, the words beginning to just spill out. "You told me that you loved me, you told me that it was you and me against the world, and then you ditched me for Dauntless!"

Tris shoved Four a little, who was just standing there, trying to take it all in.

"And I followed you! I followed you, like a stupid little girl thinking that I could show up and find you—that you'd love me again, and we'd just pick up where we left off." Tris could feel tears pricking at her eyes, but she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction. She let the anger fuel her.

"But to make it even better, you were sitting right in front of my face the whole. FUCKING. TIME. How long did you know, Tobias? Huh?" Tris snapped, shocked that she was yelling, let alone swearing.

Four took a shaky breath, reaching for Tris. "Tris, I'm sor—"

"HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN?"

Tris' screaming echoed in the Fear Landscape room as she yanked herself back from Tobias, or Four, or Toby, or whoever the hell he was arms. He visibly flinched, and closed his eyes, sighing, before finally speaking softly.

"I've known for almost a month."

Tris went slack-jawed. "A month?"

Four looked up at Tris, his face so broken. She almost would have been forgiving if he hadn't followed that up by saying, "You just…I didn't realize that…I needed you to fall in love with me again so I thought that if I waited—"

Tris shook her head. "Stop talking. I can't listen to you try and make excuses for lying to me for a month."

"Tris—"

She shook her head, trying not to cry, and began to leave.

"Bee—"

"STOP!" Tris ran out of the room, she could hear Four on her heels, but she couldn't care less. She needed to get away from him. They ran all the way to the chasm, where there was a larg crowd of people gathered, and when Tris finally pushed through to the center she saw her friends, Christina, Will, Uriah, Marlene, all gathered around a dead body.

Tris screamed.

Al. Al was dead. He killed himself.

"Bee," Four touched her shoulder gently, trying to pull her away from Al, possibly in a sign of comfort.

Tris yanked her shoulder away and spun around, tears falling freely screaming at him. "Get away from me!"

Tris could feel the eyes on her back, all around her.

"Tris," Christina said softly, "What's going on?"

It felt like the crowd was closing in in her.

"I hate you, Four." She hissed.

Four's face broke. "What?"

"You lied to me. You left me. You played me. I hate you."

"Tris," Four pleaded, taking another step towards her. "Please, let me explain—"

Zeke and his girlfriend Shauna had pushed their way through, stepping in between Four and Tris. Good. She wanted him to stay away.

"Guys, you're making a scene." Zeke said firmly. "What's going on?"

"Al is dead." Tris could feel her body shaking, the tears falling freely. How could everything go from being so perfect to completely collapsing and falling apart the next? "Al is dead, and Four, or, or whoever he is, lied to me, and used me, and led me on—"

"I never used you!" Four pleaded, his own voice beginning to rise as he tried to get around Zeke and Shauna to Tris. She didn't want him anywhere near her. "I never…Please Tris, you have to listen to me—"

Tris' voice dropped low as she continued to cry. "Get him away from me."

Four shook his head as he tried to press past Zeke unsuccessfully. He was a brick wall. "Tris, don't do this."

"Zeke, keep him away from me. I don't want him anywhere near me."

"Tris—" Maybe his eyes were beginning to fill with tears. Tris couldn't really tell, everything was blurry in her vision.

"Four, just go take a walk." Shauna was pleading with Four who just seemed to be getting angrier and angrier.

"Tris, listen to me—"

Tris stood and screamed. "Get him away!"

The chasm went dead quiet. Four just stood there before trying to press past Zeke again, who finally wrapped his arms around Four's lean torso, trapping his arms and body.

Tris thought she felt someone wrap their arms around her, in a warm embrace, a comforting one. Maybe she got lifted up and taken to an apartment. Maybe she made it all up and was just sitting sobbing by the chasm like her world fell apart.

But it had.

Al had killed himself, because of her.

Four had lied to her, after making her think that he was someone he wasn't.

Four had made Tris love him. She had loved him, and he killed that.

Toby was dead. Four was right about that.

Because Toby never would have shattered Tris' heart the way Four just did.

Tris wasn't even sure there was a way to mend this.

Uriah had followed them back, despite Marlene's pleadings for him to stay. Tris loved Uriah like a brother. And he was holding her and trying to soothe her like one. Tris loved the relationship she had developed with Uriah. It was special.

Somewhere around her fourth mug of Dauntless hot chocolate, made special by Shauna in her and Zeke's apartment, Tris was finally able to speak again, albeit in a raspy, tired voice. She could feel the tears burning her eyes again.

"How can I ever love him, Shauna? How can I ever trust him again?" She whimpered.

Shauna smiled sadly at her, sitting next Tris and Uriah on the couch and rubbing her back soothingly. "Tris, I…I don't know. But you have to know that he loves you. He did it because he wanted you to love him for who he was…"

Tris shook her head.

"How are you supposed to love anyone when the one person that really mattered shattered your heart to pieces?"

*What did you think? Chapter 16 should be up sometime tomorrow! Always, depending on the response I get from this chapter! In any case, 16 will be from Four's POV, a week after Al's suicide. What's happening with him and Tris? How is Four feeling, or more importantly, RE-acting to Tris? What has Tris done in the week's span? Find out all this and MORE in chapter 16! Coming to a computer near you!

All my love, Rosaline*