Chapter 12- Tobias POV
'It seems that early this morning, Tobias sneaked out of Tris' bedroom after spending a whole night in the same room together.'
A gasp escapes Tris' father's mouth and then a look of rage.
A look of rage is an understatement.
His blood boils to the surface of his face.
My ears burn from his ear splitting sound.
'WHAT! BEATRICE PRIOR IS THIS TRUE?! DID HE SNEAK OUT OF YOUR ROOM THIS MORNING?! THIS IS ABSOLUTELY NOT ACCEPTABLE!' Mr Prior shrieks in rage.
Silence erupts around us, I stare at Tris intensely, she beams at me, the whole situation terrifies her, its clearing shown on her face. Her breaths quicken. Guilt slashes through the pit of my stomach. Mr Prior gawks at me, as if his eyes were dangerous weapons, the penetrating look in his eyes could do some serious devastating destruction. Mr Prior storms his way towards me, demolishing anything in his path. He abruptly stops and meet my eyes with a deathly stare. I quickly eye Marcus, he looks quite utterly satisfied. Disappointment crosses Marcus' face when he sees Mr Prior doesn't punch me. Mr Prior inhales heavily.
'Tris,' Mr Prior says calmly keeping eye contact with me while speaking to Tris. Nevertheless if his eyes could kill, I would be certainly dead by now. 'Who is this man?' Mr Prior continues scanning my entire body from head to toe, making me extremely nervous.
Tris finally speaks up and in a unsteady voice she mumbles something, then clears her throat.
'This man is the love of my life,' she speaks proudly. A smile creeps on my face. She walks closer to us. 'Dad I would like you to meet Four, otherwise known as Tobias. Tobias, this is my father Andrew'
'It's nice to meet you Mr Prior,' I pause 'even under these circumstances,' I mention.
'Yes I have heard quite a lot about you,' Mr Prior states while cautiously eyeing at Marcus. Marcus, who has remained quite the whole time, now looks away, frustration crossing his face.
'None of which are true!' Tris shouts strongly, desperation in her voice. I stay silent while Tris continues to speak. 'All lies! Everything you heard dad is lies.' Mr Prior eyes me suspiciously and looks towards Marcus and then back to Tris. Processing, and thinking things over, concentration takes him to a different universe.
'Marcus,' Mr Prior glares at Marcus, moving slowly his eye contact from me to Marcus. I refuse to call him my father. 'Whatever diabolical reason you are here for, whatever vicious reason that will explain why you sold out your son, I will not accept. You are no longer welcome in my house. Please leave now.'
Astonishment overwhelms me at the change of the situation. Tris steps forward.
'And if you don't, I will gladly make my knuckles make contact with your already dishevelled face.' Tris expresses in a powerful, intimidating voice. Once again, a smile etches on my face. I think I love her more than ever.
Marcus stands there stunned at the turn of events- who could blame him?
He scoffs at Tris' comment, 'Do you really think I'm going to be intimidated by a pathetic, weak, little girl?' He expresses in a half mortified, half trying- to- be- brave voice while gritting his ugly teeth.
Tris shows a blank expression and looks him straight in the face. Emotionless, she says in an intimidating voice, the same voice as before, 'you will regret that.' With that, she turns around and moves towards the kitchen, everyone even me stares at her, temporarily unable to react. Marcus huffs, admitting silently defeat and walks out the door slamming it shut. The sound explodes in my ear drums.
Then it's only us two; Mr Prior and I. However awkwardness doesn't surround us.
He slowly stretches his neck so he can see into the kitchen, Tris is there busying herself. Slowly, Mr Prior turns his neck back to me and lines his face with mine.
'A word please?' he announces in an intimidating soft calm voice. I gulp unnoticeably and nod sheepishly. He gestures me into a small room I have never been in, the room is like the rest of the house: grey boring and lifeless. Examining the room, I can see two chairs with a desk in between; he sits down in one then gesture for me to sit in the other. My nerves are intoxicating me.
He keeps his eyes on me, reading me almost like an Erudite-maybe he was an erudite? He sits in an upright position, his back straight with a look of authority in his eyes.
'I sent Marcus away because I trust Tris, not you. Trust needs to be earned.' Mr Prior reveals in a calm voice, authority creeping through.
'I understand completely,' I declare smiling.
'Good,' he pauses 'look I don't want to threaten you,' he pauses again 'but if you hurt in any way possible my daughter I swear that will be the last thing you do. You will pay for anything you do to Tris. If you run or be a coward I will make sure I am the one who finds you.' Mr Prior doesn't raise his voice nor does he smile, he just stares at me.
'Mr Prior, I love Tris with all my heart, and I will still love Tris until I die. If anything happened to her, I would be mortified, I wouldn't be able to live to see another day. I would never hurt Tris, I would die for her, I would take a bullet for her. She makes me a better person; I would be nothing without your daughter. Trust me when I say this sir, I am the most protective person over Tris.'
Mr Prior remains silent throughout, processing. I sit up straighter now.
'You're young Tobias! What do you know about love?' Mr Prior responds
'You're wrong sir, one day I would like to marry Tris, not now because we are too young, but one day when the time is right.'
I can't believe I just admitted that, I didn't even know myself that I did want to marry Tris. I mean, I have considered it but I have never admitted it out loud. Would she want to? And now I have just told her father I want to marry her, he is probably going to tell Tris and that might scare Tris and then she will leave. I silently curse to myself. Mr Prior breaks me out of my trance of thoughts with a small cough however remains silent for a few moments.
'Well I am grateful for your honesty,' he pauses sighing 'Tell me Tobias, does Tris know a lot about your past?'
'Every single last detail,' I respond
'Would you mind telling me?' Mr Prior pauses, thinking, 'There have been stories, but not ones that are 100% true.'
'Why don't we join Tris? It's a very long story I would prefer to be with her.'
'Indeed, okay,' He responds and we proceed out of the door and into the kitchen.
'Where have you been?' Tris says worryingly.
'We were just having a little chat,' Mr Prior says before I can respond. I smile.
'Seriously though, what were you talking about?' Tris whispers in my ear, I kiss her cheek
'Let's just say you don't know how protective your dad is over you,' I whisper back, she stares at me while her eyes wide, horrific ideas popping into her mind. I smile and she looks away.
'Tris is here now, shall we proceed?' Mr Prior asks
'Proceed in what?' Tris asks curiously.
'In telling him about my disgusting father' I reveal. She looks at me, giving me a are you sure look. I nod and sit down, Tris sits down next to me and we hold hands under the table. Mr Prior sits opposite us, completely oblivious of me holding hands with Tris. Tris gives me strength, and with that strength I explain in excruciating detail about what my father did those few years ago.
Tris POV
An hour later, as Tobias comes to the conclusion of telling my dad about his past, I hear a noise and look up but nothing is there so my concentration goes back to the conversation.
'And now I live in Dauntless, ranked first in my initiation, I work in the control room and live in the same apartment with Tris,' Tobias calmly announces.
'You live in the same apartment?!' my dad screams quietly at us, staring intensely like it was the only thing he heard.
'Yes,' I mumble
He inhales and then exhales, 'well alas, I cannot stop you; you are doing well Tobias and you Tris. Marcus had everyone fooled that Tobias was a betrayer. Now I can see he was wrong. You are a good man Tobias, I am lucky that you and Tris found each other,' my dad smiles.
'And so am I,' a familiar voice announces, coming down the stairs. My sick mother.
'Mum!' I rush to her, helping her down the last step, both my dad and Tobias stand up and make their way to us. 'What are you doing up! You are sick you are not supposed to be walking!' I plead.
'Nonsense, I will not stay in that depressing room anymore,' she says strongly, she turns her attention to Tobias. 'It's nice to see you again, Tobias.' Tobias looks taken back, my dad just looks stunned.
'You know each other?' my father blurts out.
'It's nice to see you too, Mrs Prior' Tobias says regaining his words.
'Please call me Natalie,' my mum says gently. 'Yes I met him Andrew when I saw Tris in Dauntless.'
'But how did you recognize me? I told you my name is Four.' Tobias asks curiously.
'A person can change but their eyes will always stay the same,' my mum responds pleasantly. Tobias smiles weekly and grabs my hand.
'Don't you have that meeting Tris?' Tobias asks me.
'Oh my god! I completely forgot!'I panic, my eyes widening 'I think I missed it! What time is it?' I rush over to try and find a clock of some sort, no success. I feel Tobias arms wrap around my waist.
'Hey,' he says in a soft voice. He lets go over me, knowing my parents are a few meters away. I walk back towards my parents confusion spreads across my face.
'Tris, we have the same meeting, luckily for us it was cancelled,' my dad tells me, I let out a sigh of relief.
'Thank god!' I mutter. Tobias intertwines our hands.
'Thank you for allowing us to be here, but I think Tris and I really should be heading back to Dauntless,' Tobias declares. I agree, all I want to do is be with Tobias, I'm so selfish.
'Nonsense! Not without lunch! I shall cook,' my mum demands, always so selfless.
'No, you will not cook, I will!' my dad blurts out demandingly before Tobias or I can say anything. Selflessly, Tobias and I agree and my dad starts busying himself in the kitchen.
'You two, go relax in the living room,' my mum suggests kindly. I nod and gently pull Tobias into the living room.
We walk into the living room and Tobias pulls me close, sliding his hand around my waist.
'I'm so sorry Tris,' Tobias whispers in my ear, his mouth touches the side of my ear.
'About what?' I ask.
'About everything, I shouldn't have come to Abnegation, it was a stupid idea.'
'It wasn't a stupid idea, I'm glad you did it' I respond smiling. I pull him into a long, loving, passionate kiss, which expresses all my love for him. We kiss for several long moments, only breaking apart for necessary breathing. We stand there for a long time, kissing, the whole universe disappearing, until I hear my mum tell us lunch is ready.
Hand in hand, smiling profoundly Tobias and I walk towards the kitchen. As soon as we walk into the basic kitchen, the smell of frying batter engulfs my nostrils. My father stands at the cooker, flipping the last batch of pancakes as I turn around and meet delicious fluffy warm goodness. I sit down eagerly and my mother laughs.
'We thought you would want a late breakfast treat,' my mouther says while chuckling.
'Mhmm,' I say as I grab a piece of delicious heaven and sprinkle eagerly liquid sugar, syrup. I lift the steaming hot, mouth-watering treat to my mouth as I see Tobias laughing at me.
'What?' I snap at him, taking a mouthful of the pancake, the flavour unfolding in my mouth, first the sweet taste of the syrup then the fluffy mouth-watering buttery flavour.
'Just didn't know you liked pancakes that much,' he says while putting a piece of the pancake in his mouth. His eyes grow wide. 'I can see why! Mr Prior this is amazing!' Tobias blurts out excitedly. I chuckle and take a minute from eating my heaven to observe the table. My mum and dad are eating tasteless cereal. They smile at us, we smile back.
'Thank you for everything, Mr and Mrs Prior, I'm sorry about before,' Tobias says smiling and shaking my mum and dads hand as we walk out the door.
'It's our pleasure, please come and visit us again if you can. Don't worry Tobias,' my mother says while smiling. I hug my mother and father, both look a bit taken back at first but then they hug back.
'Good bye!' I shout over the deafening wind as I walk away from my old house with Tobias.
'Goodbye!' I hear in the distance from my parents, their small figures start to disintegrate the further I walk away from them, soon they are little dots. Then they are gone.
I lean my head on Tobias' shoulder as we walk towards the train; the wind blows my hair in my face. He pulls me close to him and with adrenaline pumping like it always does when we jump, we plunge into the deep dark unknown, otherwise known as the lifeless, nerve-wrecking train.
'Alone at last,' I whisper in his ear, he chuckles.
'Finally,' he whispers back softly, his mouth brushing over my ear.
His touch is spine-tingling.
Next Chapter in a couple of days! Truth or dare is coming up! Y'all should be as excited as Uriah! Haha