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Chapter 16
By The Moonlight

"Tris." He says sounding more like a whisper.

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"I'll leave, don't worry." I say.

"No." He says a little too loud. "Stay. I'm sorry. I thought it was... Someone else." He sighs.

I'm not sure if I should stay or go. But I close the door behind me and walk towards the wall, next to him. I look over it and see the lights of the city in the distance in awe. The bunch of trees right next to the school that at this time of the night, seem like a bunch of shadows. The moon is full and glowing, right in the perfect place. It would make the perfect picture if I had a camera with me.

"Do you want a chair to sit on?" He says looking around for one.

"No, thank you. I'll stand." I reply. "This view is amazing."

"I guess so..." He says kind of taken back.

We stand there for a couple of minutes in silence until Four decides to break it.

"Why are you here?" He asks.

I turn to face him. I don't even have a proper answer for this. I keep telling myself I came here to apologize, but deep down I know it was something else. "I could ask you the same thing." I end up saying.

He smirks and leans back on his chair, looking at me.

"Hiding." He says in a soft tone.

"From what?" I ask.

"My dorm." He snorts. "Why are you here?" he asks quickly, before I can ask why, emphasizing the you.

"I came to apologize."

"What for?"

"Why?" I ask, refering to the reason why he was hiding from Zeke. Or us, since we were all there. I remember what I heard him say at dinner, about how we knew we wouldn't get any sleep tonight. I wonder why he said that. He didn't seemed tired. And right now, he looks very awake to me.

"What for?" He asks again.

"The question I asked at dinner. You left pretty annoyed..." I sigh.

"I was annoyed before the questionnaire began. You don't need to apologize."

The palms of my hands started to get sweaty and I clean them to the back of my jeans.

"Why were you annoyed, then?" I ask.

"Nothing important." He says, shrugging.

"I don't believe it."

"You should."

"Was it because of your girlfriend?" I ask without even realizing. The words just got out of my mouth and I couldn't stop them. Now it's too late.

As his expression changes and he takes his feet out of the wall, I realize I've made a mistake. Probably it was, and he doesn't want to talk about Lauren. His lips are now in a straight line. He looks at me for a while and I look back. I can't look away. And I don't want to. It feels like we are in a mental game. The one who looks away loses. After a while he smirks, for my surprise, and breaks the tension between us.

"For a girl that short you are very curious." He says in a challenging tone, getting up.

He walks over to me and leans against the wall, by my side, with his back turned to the view.

Looking at me he says, "And I believe you know a lot more than you show and that I thought you would."

And that I thought you would... That means something is definitely happening, and no one is supposed to know. Or maybe he his genuinely surprised that I know about it, since I don't really know any of them. I wonder what that thing that is happening is, and I want to ask him. But the words refuse to get out of my mouth. If I wasn't thinking, I'm sure they would come out when I least expected.

"Oh really?" I say as I clean the palms of my hands again.

He nods, not taking his eyes deep dark blue eyes out of mine.

"Correct me if I'm wrong." He says. The challenging tone of his voice is growing at each sentence he says.

"And how are you so sure about that?" I ask.

"I'm not." He shrugs. "I just like to observe people."

"You are changing the topic. I'll take that as a yes, then."

"Why do you want to know?" He asks as the tone in his voice changes and lowers drastically.

"I don't. But I just find you are approachable."

He raises an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Yes. Just like a bed of nails."

He doesn't says a thing, but he stares at me. I can see he is studying my features, his eyes moving from one place of my face to another and then, they stop at my eyes. Again. But then, he looks away and turns his head to the front, facing the rest of the roof.

I look at nowhere and sigh. I barely know him, but he makes me feel like we've known eachother for so long.

Looking down, I notice my shoe lace is undone. So, I sit on the floor and do it. But instead of getting up, I end up staying on the floor with my back against the wall.

"I don't have one." Says Four after a couple of minutes.

I look up and furrow my eyebrows.

"A girlfriend." He says, still not looking at me. He sits on the floor as well, closer to me than he was before. He smells good. So good it's almost intoxicating. "I was dating Lauren. Until today."

Until today? They broke up?

I try to remember the conversation I heard between Cara and Lauren. Lauren said she would tell the one who needed to know. She probably told Four what happened and broke up with him. Or maybe she just broke up with him because of the third person, and told him nothing. Or he couldn't handle what she told him and broke up with her, instead. Or maybe, it had nothing to do with her secret. Maybe she didn't told anyone besides Cara, and they broke up because it was the best for them. But what do I know about relationships? And better, what do I know about theirs?

"Are you ok?" I ask him and he shrugs, not showing any emotions. "What happened?"

"Don't push your luck." He says and turns his head to me.

"I'm sorry." I mutter as I duck my head.

He places his hand on my cheek and gently caressed it with his thumb. I look at him and notice the little smile that curls his lips softly. "Was it a bad... You know... Break up?" I ask genuinely worried about him, ignoring the feeling of electricity running trough my veins as he touches my cheek.

He places a strand of my blonde hair that was loose from the ponytail I have, behind my ear and nods. "I didn't just lost a girlfriend. It was more than that. I lost a friend as well."

"You earned one now." I say, my voice low as a whisper.

He leans and kisses my forehead before getting up.

"I'm going back to my dorm. I think that thing is over by now." He says walking over to the door. He opens it and looks to me, over his shoulder. "I think you should do the same." He says before closing it.

"I was nice talking to you too." I say sarcastically. I know he can't hear me, but I didn't wanted him to, anyways.

I bend my knees over to my stomach and I throw my head back, so that it is against the wall. I look at the stars for a while. There are no clouds on the sky, and it is so dark it's almost black. The moon it's huge and beautiful, especially today, and I can clearly see the different shades of grey it has.

I get up, dust myself off and adjust my ponytail in my way to the silver door.

Before closing it, I take one last look at the view and I can't help the smile that spreads across my face. What a beautiful night.

Here it is! Some fourtris! Yaaaay!

Next chapter is going to be about Lynn! *evil laugh*

Until next chapter,

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