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Four's POV

I sit on my bed with my head in my hands. The the flipped out hell did I do the to Tris?! I keep asking myself the same questions ever since she kicked me out of the house none of the gang have been answering their phones. I want so bad to take it back, take becoming Ceithre back.

"Bring, bring, bring, bring, bring!" The insistent ringing of the doorbell echoes through my head causing me to almost scream out loud. Can't a guy and his grief be left alone? Sighing I get off my bed and head toward the door.

"FOUR I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!" I hear the voice of none other but Zeke.

"I'ma coming!" I scream back. I open the door and see a panicked looking gang.

"Guys? What's wrong?"

"Tris," they all is in unison.

"Wait what about Tris?!" I swear to god if she did something to herself because of me, I will kill her.

"She's gone," says will who holds a sobbing Chris in his arms.

A/N Sorry for the disappearance I've had this chapter for a few days but just never got around to posting it so, here you all go.

If you haven't figured it out I am attempting to update every second day.

Sorry for the short chapter but I have to go to, to party's today, one of which is mine! My party is a costume party and guess who I'm dressing up as?

Tris, and Lani's gonna be Christina.

(The party was awesome!)

Love ya

-Zoe :D