Tobias P.O.V
The trip home is fairly quiet. Probably to accommodate Tris so she could recover properly from having a flashback. I get them sometimes as well, but not as often as her. After all I was only in Afghanistan for a year, which is one year less than my beautiful girlfriend.
Zeke and I used to play football together and we met again last year at a big reunion, before I got deployed. We went out for drinks afterward and he introduced me to the gang. They all lived in one big house together and shared all the costs between them. They still live there now. The house itself has four bedrooms, and I am now going to stay in one as Zeke invited me about an hour ago when he found out I was moving back to Chicago. Zeke and Shauna share a room, Uriah and Marlene share and so do Christina and Will. Each bedroom has an en suite and there are also another two bathrooms in the house. There is a kitchen, gym, game room, music room, living room, dining room and a huge office for everyone to work in if they need it.
Zeke pulls into the house and parks his car. There was Tris and myself in my car, as I had driven to the airport in it, a second car had Will, Christina, Uriah and Marlene and the final car was Zeke's which he shared with Shauna.
We parked the cars and climbed out.
Well except for Tris obviously. I close my car door and walk round to her side. It seems everyone else forget about how she can't get out by herself and already went inside. I grab the wheelchair from the back of the car with a lot of difficulty due to my injured arm and set it by Tris' car door. I open the car door and curse as I remember we have a slight problem.
"Shit." I mutter, I can't pick her up with one arm.
She must of heard me curse because she asks, "What's wrong Toby?"
"I can't pick you up with one arm." I quickly explain, embarrassment in my voice toward my uselessness.
"Oh…um…"
"I'll go get one of the guys, stay here."
Quickly I run up to the front door and see Will. I pull him outside by the collar, even with one arm, he can't pull away from me.
"Dude stop dragging me! What do you need?" He says. His voice is a little shaky and he seems scared of me. I smirk before replying.
"Can you get Tris out of my car, I only can use one arm at the minute."
"Alright, but next time just ask, you don't need to try and kill me." Carefully he lifts her up and sets her down in the chair.
"Thanks Will." Tris says when she is comfortably in her wheelchair.
"No problem." He replies.
Will then grabs one of the bags from the back and takes it inside the house.
"Zeke!" I shout.
"Yeah?" He asks, his voice a bit muffled from him being inside the house.
"Can you grab the other bags?" I ask as he comes out. By other bags I mean mine as well as Tris'. We will share the last room together.
"Sure dude." He says as he drags himself toward my car.
I begin to wheel Tris up the narrow pathway leading to the front door.
"Toby?" Tris questions.
"Hmm?"
"Where will I stay? There are only four rooms and I took everything with me when I left."
"You can share my room." I say. Wasn't it obvious she would share with me? I mean she is my girlfriend who else would she stay with?
"Really?"
"Of course you can, you are my girlfriend."
She blushes when I call her that. I just love how any simple comment like that will make her little cheeks go all pink. I chuckle a little when she tries to hide her face from me, but I already saw her blush so it wouldn't matter anyway.
I wheel her into our house and see the gang all sat in the game room, stuffing their faces with junk food.
"Finally! What took you guys so long!?" Uriah exclaims.
Marlene slaps him on the back of his head.
"What was that for?" He cries.
"Uri, Tris is in a wheelchair, she can't walk." Marlene scolds him.
"Sorry Tris." Uriah says with his head hung low in shame.
"That's alright, I wont be stuck in this thing forever. Only two more months." She says while trying to move herself to the couch, but failing badly. Tris looks at me with pleading eyes for help, but once again I have to ask the others. Ugh! Stupid arm.
"Uriah can you help her?" I try and ask nicely.
"You're her boyfriend." Uriah replies, I guess he is just too lazy to get up from his beanbag.
"I was shot four times in my dominant arm, I can't pick her up!" I'm starting to get angry now, why can't he just help her? For God sakes she fought in a war for two years, was shot six times and now he's saying he wont help her because he is too lazy to stand up from his beanbag!
Marlene slaps him on the back of the head again and he scurries off of his beanbag. Gently, he puts her on the couch and returns to his beanbag. I sit next to Tris, she snuggles into my chest and I wrap my left arm around her slim waist. Unfortunately I got shot in my right arm, and that is my dominant arm, so I feel pretty useless right now.
Christina looks at Tris curled up in my side and smiles at the sight.
"I never thought you would ever have a boyfriend Tris, but then you always do seem to prove me wrong!" Christina exclaims. She always was the honest one, but sometimes she can be too honest. It helps having her around though as she can tell if someone is lying or not.
"Thanks Chris." Tris says, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Zeke comes back in and closes the door behind himself. Looking around the game room, I notice how we are all sat in a rather messily shaped circle. This can only mean one thing is going to happen… Truth or Dare!