So this very website has pissed me and many other authors off with the disabling of the copy sand paste feature.
Anyway the story must go on
Enjoy~
Tris POV
I sit on my bed my head hanging off the foot of the bed, my feet crossed, nearby a bag of Cheetos, while flip through the channels. This is my Friday night.
I phone starts ringing and I blindly feel around for it before finding it and opening it to find its a FaceTime call from Christina.
I answer it and Chris' face appears on the screen with mine in a little box.
"Hey bitch," she greets wrapped from head to toe in a blanket. What the hell is she doing?
"Okay I know I look like a burrito with chocolate chips, but it's cold as fuck because my mama's hormones are in overdrive right now and is like, -50 fucking degrees in my house," she says,"I can't wait till she had this baby"
"Did your parents find out the gender yet?," I ask rolling over on my stomach.
"Yeah, it's a girl, their naming her Rose," she says with a smile. Then her other little sister Jasmine face pops up. Christina tries to push her out of the camera.
"Oh my god. Get away, go watch TV"
"Leave me awone I wanna say hi, hey Twis," her tiny four year old hands wave at me. I wave back and smile.
"Hey Jazzy"
"There you said hi now leave child," Christina says dismissively. Jazzy sticks her tongue out.
"Your mean!"
"Your bratty"
"Mommy Cwissy is being a meanie!" Jazzy goes calling down the hall. Chris rolls her eyes.
"I wish I was an only child"
"Nah you love her," I say.
"Yeah even though she's annoying and such a boy," I Chris complains.
"Okay just because she likes transformers and her favorite color is black and she'd rather eat her vegetables than wear a skirt doesn't mean anything," I say standing up for Jazzy.
One of the reasons I like Jazzy is because she reminds me of myself when I was her age. I remember when the gang and I were little Chrissy and all the other girls would go off and play with Barbies and baby dolls but me and the boys would go play ball or play video games. I wouldn't want to wear skirts and makeup all the time or talk about boys, it was weird to me. There was even a time when they asked me if I was gay.
"Yes it does. It means I'm going to be double teamed by two little monsters" she says.
"Nah you'll love her, she'll look up to you, and love you back," I say in between eating Cheetos. I lick the red powder off my fingers, one of my hobbies.
"Whatever," she changes the subject,"anyway so Olivia texted me earlier and told me Matthew's taking her to a party and asked me what should she wear I told her but I also said don't do anything stupid with him like get drunk and sleep with him"
"Right," I say," but to be honest that just might be what they need to get to-fucking-gether. Because she's all like he doesn't like me, even though it's so fucking obvious he does, and eventually he's going to move on and she gonna wanna beat the hoe ass thats he's with"
"Right"
There's a few seconds of silence before she speaks up.
"Your so fucking pale,"
"What?"
"You. You're pale as hell," she laughs,"Imma can you snowball from now on"
I make a hurt facial expression and make a fake cry,"I hate you"
"I bet when you take your clothes off you look like a sheet of paper," she continues to make fun of me,"you need to stand in the sun"
"I'm crying because it's true," I cry "Its only because its getting cold and you know that during the summer I get darker"
"Yeah, you turn that gorgeous golden color" she says.
"Right" I say.
"Psyke bitch, you just look like a piece of old paper" she laughs harder this time.
"Eat my ass Christina you so fucking mean. Now I know why Jazzy don't like your ugly ass" I retort.
"First of all I'm not ugly, so you got me fucked up," she snaps,"And doesn't Four already do that for you? 'Cause I know you kinky as hell, you read them Fifty Shades of Grey books and now you want some kinky ass sex mmmmmnhmmmm y'all be breaking beds, using handcuffs, chains, role play, all kinds of shit"
"Shut up oh my god what is wrong with you" I I groan but it soon turns into a laugh. We both start laughing. I hear yelling from down the hall from my mom. I slap my hand over my face and groan.
"YEAH MOM!" I yell.
"GET DOWN HERE I NEED YOU!" My mom yells back. I huff and tell Chrissy bye and I'll text her before I trudge downstairs to my waiting mother.
SKIP TO NEXT AFTERNOON~
I lay with Four in his bed me snuggled up to his front.
"Why the hell are your ears so dirty," Four suddenly says while tracing the shell of my ear.
"I have really small ear canals, their the size of a four year olds and I'm seventeen so my ear canals can only hold so much wax so it always looks like my ears are dirty," I explain.
"Wow, I've never heard of that," he stops tracing my ears and I roll over to face him. He looks at me for a second like he wants to tell me something, I give him an encouraging look"
"Tris, want you to start calling me Tobias" he says playing with my fingers. I give him a look of confusion.
"Tobias? Who's Tobias?,"
"Me, that's my real name, I want you to start calling me Tobias, but only when we're alone I want to keep my other name for others"
"Okay," I nod feeling special that he trusted me with his real name,"well, how did you get the name Four"
He chuckles lightly,"Well during the first week of sixth grade I got in trouble and the teacher asked me for my name. Me not wanting her to know my name, I told her my name was Four and after that everybody called me Four"
"Wow" I say.
"I love you, Tris" he murmurs to me cupping my jaw. Oh my god.
"I love you too, Tobias" I say back using his name. He grins and kisses me and I of course kiss him back. After all, I love him.
A/N: filler chapter with a Fourtris ending. Please review I LOVE reviews. It makes me happy hearing y'all's thoughts and comments!
Until next time...