Tris

I stared at the food on my plate, but I didn't really feel like eating. Instead I took the time to look around. I expected to see a room full of Dauntless, but much to my surprise, Dauntless members weren't the only ones in here. People from every faction were scattered throughout the room. Even some of the factionless were here. They all seemed to be at peace with each other. What had happened while I was gone? Before I had too long to dwell on that question, I saw her.

"What is she doing here?" I hissed at Christina.

"We brought her with us," she replied, eyeing her from afar. "Four thought she would make a good Dauntless."

Her last sentence made my stomach churn. Tobias thought that Nita would make a good Dauntless? Tobias wanted to bring her here? Rage slowly started to fill my body. I kept staring at her, long enough to notice the little tattoo that was on the underside of the base of her thumb: 4.

"Chris, I have a really bad headache," I groaned. "I think this was a bit too much for my first day."

"Oh, sorry," she said, "I didn't think about that. I'll take you to your place."

"My place?"

"Yeah. I knew you'd want to stay here, so when we all came back we all set aside an apartment for you."

"We?"

"Everyone knew you were gonna need a place to stay," she responded with a half-smile. "Come on, I'll show you."

I followed her through many familiar hallways. I don't know why she can't just tell me where to go, it's not like I don't know my way around. I started to get nervous. She was taking me in the direction of Tobias' old apartment. But she didn't know where he used to live, did she? Would everyone have been cruel enough to set aside his old apartment for me while he's off living with Nita? I wiped my palms on my pants as we got closer. My heart completely stopped when we stopped in front of what was once Tobias' door. Christina knocked cryptically, and after a few seconds the door opened. My heart began to beat faster and faster, racing as I looked up at him. Tobias. He had to be in on this sick joke. No one would have known where his apartment was if he hadn't told them.

"Well, my job's done," Christina sighed to herself.

"Thank you, Chris," Tobias flashed her a smile.

"It's Christina to you, Four," she flashed a fake smile back at him. "Have fun."

I watched her walk away and my stomach churned again. How could they be so cruel, after what I've done for all of them? I feel selfish thinking that, but I don't care. I almost died for all of them and all they can do is rub Tobias and Nita in my face? Tears started to form in my eyes, but I absolutely was not going to let him see that this was bothering me.

"Hi, Tris," he said softly.

It looked like there were tears in his eyes, but I couldn't tell if it just looked that way because of the tears in mine. He kept staring at me, but I didn't know if it was because he was waiting for a response, or if he was just staring to stare. He reached out and brushed the hair out of my eyes, cradling my cheek with his palm. He tried to force a smile, but it was broken by a single tear that fell from his eye. Before I realized what was happening, he had grabbed me and was holding me in his arms. I didn't know what to do, so I buried my face in his neck like I used to. He smelled exactly the same. His hands moved to my hips and he pressed his lips to mine. Tears began to fall from my eyes and I jerked away from him.

"Stop," I demanded coldly.

"What's wrong?" he said, "did I hurt you?"

"What's wrong?" I scoffed. "Don't act like I don't know."

"Tris," he said, searching for words. "I don't understand."

"I know about Nita," I said folding my arms over my chest. "I know you brought her here."

"What does Nita have to do with..." he started, "Oh."

"Yeah," I said flatly. "I may not have been here, but I'm not stupid, Tobias."

"Of course you're not stupid," he said looking puzzled. "But she has nothing to do with this."

"Of course she does, Tobias. She's the reason you didn't come to see me, she's the reason you didn't come today and this sick joke.."

"Tris, I did come to see you," he scowled. "You were in a coma. It was right after your surgeries. I don't care about Nita. I never have and I never will. I didn't come back to see you because I couldn't look at you like that. You looked so small and frail and that's not you. I couldn't look at you in that bed with all those tubes and..." he stopped short. "And today I was trying to get everything ready for when you came home. I wanted everything to be perfect. This isn't some sick joke, Tris. I love you."

Tears were now falling from his pleading eyes. I had never seen him look like this, and I never wanted to see him look like this again. I wrapped my arms around his waist and softly pressed my lips to his. He deepened the kiss and pulled me against him. I could feel his heart beating. He wrapped his arms around my hips and then slowly slid his hands down the back of my thighs. I pulled away, gasping for breath and he rested his forehead against mine.

"Come inside," he said after a few minutes. "I want you to see our apartment."

"Our?" I asked.

He nodded as he led me inside. He shut the door behind us and I looked around the room in front of me. It looked like Tobias' apartment, but something was different. There were flowers on the tables and black lace pillows on a black couch. I walked into the bedroom and noticed a rug on the floor that wasn't there before, and there were sheer black curtains covering the windows.

"I know you don't really like frilly stuff, so I didn't want to overdo it, but I wanted to make it a little cozier," he said from the doorway. "There's only one bed, so I can sleep on the couch or the floor if you want..."

"No," I cut him off. "I don't want that."

He walked over to me and pressed his lips to mine forcefully. He walked us over to the bed and laid me down slowly. He took his shirt off and hovered over me.

"Tobias," I said, pressing my finger to his lips.

"I'm sorry," he said sitting up quickly.

"No," I said grabbing his hand. "I'm just really tired."

He nodded and laid down beside me. I rested my head on his chest and he drew loose circles on my back with his fingers.

"I love you," I said looking up at him.

He kissed my forehead and said, "I love you, too," as I drifted off to sleep.