Chapter 29:

TOBIAS POV:

"That's very good." Tris's nurse compliments her. "Can you tell me what just happened?"

I fully expect Tris to tell her that she just panicked, but instead the room is filled with silence. Everyone's eyes are trained on Tris, and ever so slightly she shakes her head, telling us that she won't speak. Her eyes glance over everyones face except for mine, and instead she skips me and just looks down at the plain white sheets covering her.

She doesn't look up for a good five minutes and eventually the nurse looks at all of us and motions with her hands for us to exit the room. Immediately they leave, and I'm the last to go, staring at Tris, wanting her to just look at me, but instead she is glaring down at my shoes.

The nurse escorts me out and as soon as the door closes behind me she speaks up, "Okay so she obviously didn't talk, but from all that I checked over she should be able to. I'm pretty sure she is choosing not to, and having said that, I don't want all of you in there at once. I think I should limit it to two people in there at a time, as one of the possibilities of her lack of speech could be as simple as nervous from unwanted attention. Before any of you go back in, I'm going to finish running a few test and seeing how she is doing and by then I will come out to get two of you."

We all nod our heads Shauna and Marlene taking the two singular seats out in the hall and the rest of them sit down, resting their backs against the floor boards. I can't help but pace back and forth in front of all of them, my hand constantly rubbing my neck.

What if Tris never talks to anyone ever again? Would she do that to all of us even after we make it apparent that we love her? Me, of course, for different reasons, but still, we all love her. What is Caleb and her mom and dad going to say about this? When we were all crowded in that first hospital room….the first time Tris tried to take her life, they knew it was….was because of me. Now this is the second time….still because of me.

I'm screwing her life up, making her hurt herself, and everyone else that loves her all know that this is because of me. What do I say when Tris's parents come back and ask me why we broke up? I can't just say, your wonderful daughter and I went to a party where there was underage drinking, me being one of those underage drinkers, and I ended up drunk off my ass. Turns out I cheated on your daughter with a blonde whore who tried to sleep with me….yeah definitely not saying that to them.

Her parents will never approve of me ever again, and I will probably end up like the drunken slob my father is….Oh shit. Marcus is probably home by now waiting for my arrival, ready with his whip. But all I know is that I'm not leaving this hospital until Tris gets out, even if that means I have to spend all of winter break in here, I don't care. I'm not going home, and if Marcus wants a face off with me in the hallway of a hospital, I tell him to bring it on. Hopefully by then he will get arrested and I will get his money so I can get an apartment without him, and maybe by then Tris will love me again.

What the hell am I saying, Tris will probably never love me again. I'm a piece of shit like Christina was in the middle of saying when Zeke interrupted her. I'm a useless, cheating, drunken slob who doesn't deserve someone as good as Tris. Her beautiful blue eyes should hold the attention of a ton of wonderful guys who would be so much better than I wou-

"Four!" Shauna shouts, interrupting my train of thought.

"What?" I question back, a little harsher than I anticipated.

"You are going to make a whole in the ground with either your incessant pacing or that glare. The ground has done nothing to you so lay off." Shauna states seriously, though I don't stop because I can feel the anger and confusion and sorrow filling my emotions.

Soon enough after I don't stop, Zeke stands up and puts both his hands on both of my shoulders, stilling me.

"Dude, I realize that Tris is in there, refusing to speak and sick as hell from malnutrition, but you need to chill. She is in good hands, and will be fine." Zeke tries to reassure me, key word, tries.

I huff at him, the anger starting to take over the other emotions, "Didn't you just tell me that if it was Shauna that you would lose your mind. What the hell am I supposed to tell her parents, Zeke?"

"Four, man, calm down. Her parents are probably good people and will understand, you just need to calm do-"

"Excuse me, but we can hear you guys through the closed door, and I'm also done so two of you can go in if you'd like." The nurse says, walking out the door and past us, slipping into another room, probably one with another one of her patients.

Zeke sighs, letting go of my shoulders, "You can go in and stay, we will go in one by one."

All I do is nod my head at him and take his offer of going in. When I enter, I'm meet with complete silence, Tris laying with her eyes trained on the ceiling.

"Tris?"

Ever so slowly, she turns her head to face me, finally making eye contact with me since I brought her here a few long hours ago. Tris's eyes are red, like she was recently crying, and I don't miss the way her cheeks glisten from tears that had taken up her face. She's not cryin anymore which is a good and bad thing, I want her to be open with me and if she needs to cry, I want her to feel comfortable to do so.

I don't take much time going over to her and sitting on the chair next to her bed, "Tris, please know I am incredibly sorry for that night, I want to take it all back, but I can't and I know it and it hurts me inside. I wish I could take all of your pain away, then maybe you will have a better life, but yet again, I can't do that. Tris, I don't understand how to explain to you how much I'm in lo-"

Then, out of no where, her lips are crashing against mine, in full force, like a tsunami. Though it only last for a few seconds, it feels like the world is giving me years to make it up to her in this one kiss. She gently pulls back, her forehead still resting on mine, then she puts her finger to my lips, telling me to shut up.

I thank god that the IV feeding her nutrition is on the side of her that I'm on, because if it wasn't then it would have been yanked out by the way she is cradling my face. Eventually she lets go though, leaning back into the hospital bed, flashing me a small sad smile.

This time I lean forward, so that my lips are right next to her ear, and I whisper, "That was the fourth time I've been interrupted today….and it definitely was the best."

Ring Ring Ring

I quickly take my buzzing phone out of my pocket, feeling Tris's eyes burning a hole in the side of my head.

"Hello?" I ask, without checking the caller id.

"Hello Tobias. It's Natalie. I was just calling to see how she was doing and to ask a favor." Tris's mom speaks, her voice a little shaky.

"Well she is doing good actually, she woke up about thirty minutes ago. And sure I'll do anything." I reply, and I hear a sigh of relief.

There is a moment of silence and then she speaks again, "That's wonderful news. I was hoping that, since we just booked our flight and we won't be home till early in the morning, that you could drive to the house and get her some clothes and comfort objects….?"

"Sure, won't be a problem. I will have some of her school friends that are here stay with her while I'm gone. I will make sure to call you first if anything else happens." I offer, glancing up at Tris then back down at the bed.

"That would be great, thank you Tobias, goodbye." Natalie says, her voice a little happier then in the beginning of the phone call.

After I hang the phone up, I can sense Tris's stares, and when I look at her she questions me with her eyes. I sigh, not sure if she'll be upset that I have to leave or not.

"Your mom asked if I could go back to your house and get you some comfortable clothes and anything else you wanted…." I pause for a second, looking at her as she turns around so the she reaching for something behind her. "Is there something else you want?"

To answer my question without using actual words, she grabs the pillow she was resting on, giving it a nasty glare. Tris also pulls the blankets up and shoves it off her, huffing as she lays back down without the sheet on her or the pillow under her head.

"Okay I will grab your pillow and blanket, but you need to keep these here to use until I get back, if you don't use the pillow you will hurt your neck." I explain, taking the pillow from her hands that held it in her lap, placing it behind her head. "I will be back as soon as I can, but in the mean time, I will send Christina and Will in first, then the others will come to see you, okay, Tris?"

She only nods, her eyes wide, looking up at me as I leave the room. Though I can't help myself but to stop and walk back to her and give a chaste kiss to her forehead, brushing her hair back.

"I love you, Tris. Don't be afraid to tell Christina to call me." I whisper, leaving the room right after without another look back.

When I walked out of the Tris's temporary room at the hospital, I was met with a ton of eager faces, looking to me for answers. So, before I left the hospital I told them that she was still not speaking and that two can go in, I also pulled Christina aside and told her to call me if anything happens with Tris. She instantly agreed and said that she needed to talk with her anyways, though I made sure she would be gentle due to Tris's fragile state.

Currently I am upstairs in her bedroom, trying to ignore the utter silence that consumes me and the empty house. As I search through her drawers for acceptable clothes to be in at a hospital if the nurse lets her change out of that awful gown. When I open her closet, I find a large duffel bag with the brand name Pink on the front. I quickly unzip it and place her main pillow I know she uses all the time, as she has had it since we were kids, into the bag, as well as the large, fluffy, white blanket from the end of her mattress.

After I finish with that, I go back to finding clothes that would work, ending up with skinny jeans and a sweatshirt that is plain grey. I also end up grabbing a two pairs of black leggings, and a blue t-shirt with a little pocket. Though I'm not really a fashion expert….at all, I'm almost positive anything goes with denim and black, only because that's practically all I wear.

Eventually I figure I should find her some clean undergarments, but as I think more about it, the more I find it weird that I would be going through her drawers to find her a bra and panties. Finally I decide that she would probably want to feel clean as I would myself if I were in her position, so I quickly open each drawer until I see the one that is filled with lace and thin material.

Even though I feel extremely wrong about this, I look through the drawer, looking through her different types of panties. As I pull out a few, I can't even imagine how incredibly hot her body would look in these, but as I take more from the back of the drawer, they seem to become more lacy and thong like. I especially take into notice a pair of matching black lace thong and lacy bra and almost instantly I feel guilt in my gut for going through her most intimate drawer.

I stuff the matching lingerie into the back of the drawer, only to feel my hand hit something soft but hard. I grab the thing and pull it out of the drawer, looking at it, only to find a journal looking book in my hands. On the front cover is a small cut out for a picture and the picture occupying the space is the one of Tris and I when we were about twelve years old at the fair, her carrying a small little bear that I remember winning for her. My hand is around her waist and I vividly remember that day as the day I realized I had more than just friendship feelings towards Tris.

I don't know what's inside this journal, and I know that it will be the second time that I invade in something private of hers, but I can't stop myself from opening the book to eliminate the curiosity bubbling in my stomach. So I do, I open the journal that just may hold all of her deepest secrets, praying she won't kill me for this.

So I left it with kind of a cliff hanger I guess...sorry! Tell me what you think about this chapter, and I hope you're happy that they are back together, but don't get me wrong, they have a lot to work out. Plus, Tobias being the curious idiot he is, you never know what might happen :) Just to let you guys know, the person close to me I mentioned last week is doing better, thank god :) Please review your thoughts, and remember the more reviews the more I'm likely to post a sequel and the more I'm likely to update faster! So in that case...PLEASE REVIEW! :)

~divergent24-7