Chapter 14- Truth or Dare: Part Two of Four.

I stop dead in my tracks when I see the shop Christina is pulling me into next.

The lingerie shop.

Tobias POV

Mysteriously, the hours of the day start slowly slipping away, Christina is still dragging Tris around all the shops. Having the personality Tris has, she is probably complaining bitterly. Boredom overloads me as I sit in my apartment twiddling my thumbs. Thinking I should do something at least somewhat productive, since I have already trained, I decide to head to Zeke's. Dragging myself from the extremely comfortable couch, I walk out, locking my door. Luckily, Zeke's apartment is quite close to mine. My knuckles reach up for his door and simultaneously knock. Listening inside, I hear Zeke walk towards the door immediately.

'Hey Four, what's up?' Zeke asks.

'Hey Zeke, I thought we could catch up. Do you want to walk?'

'Yeah sure mate, one second,' he shuffles around to find his apartment keys and walks out the door, locks it, and then turns back to me.

'So, you went to Abnegation?' Zeke asks, his eyebrows rising up.

'I wanted to surprise Tris, I felt lonely without her. I knew you would think I was mad, so I didn't tell you.'

Zeke laughs, 'Well everyone was looking for you, then I thought you might have gone to Abnegation, so I got Uriah to check the trains.'

'Well I had planned to return earlier, but unfortunately I ran into uh… someone I never want to see again and it didn't go very well,' I respond.

'What happened?' Zeke asks worriedness circulating his face.

'It's a long story bro, I would prefer to leave my past behind me,' I reply, he nods.

'Well like I say, what happens in the past stays in the past,' he chuckles.

I let out a forceful nervous laugh, 'hopefully my past won't come to my present.'

'It won't,' Zeke assures me. As my feet draw me towards the Pit with Zeke, I notice all the shops dazzlingly of the dark cavern. My gaze towards the shop takes my eyes towards the jewellery shop near the tattoo parlour, quite far from the clothes shop. Without knowing it, my feet drag me to the jewellery shop and I admire a petite simple silver ring with a small diamond in the shops' window, it would fit perfectly on Tris hand.

'Bro, that's an engagement ring!' Zeke exclaims.

'What?' I am brought out of my daze, I forgot Zeke was here.

'Are you thinking about marrying Tris?' Zeke asks seriously, his voice low.

'No, not yet, I was just admiring it. I... we are too young.' I reply causally.

'Not yet?' Zeke grins, his eyebrows rising up. 'So you do want to marry her.'

'Maybe,' I reply not able to remove my smile of my face.

'Aw, you too are the most adorable couple!' He claps, jumping up and down squeaking, imitating Christina.

'Stop it Christina,' I say with a straight face.

Zeke chuckles, 'Anyway, on the subject of Tris, have you guys, you know ... done it yet?' He teases.

'She is only sixteen!' I respond choking, my eyes wide.

'And you're eighteen! Good to know we know your ages,' he chuckles.

'I want it to be special,' I pause, 'In Dauntless we are always interrupted by cough, you and cough, everyone else,' I pause, 'and what about you and Shauna?' I continue grinning while raising an eyebrow. They have been going out for nearly a year now, I am happy for them. 'How many times?' I ask.

'Um,' Zeke stutters, 'four times.'

'FOUR TIMES!' I yell.

'Well,' he pauses and grins, 'let's just say we can't keep are hands off each other,' he smirks. I look at him amusement circulating through me.

'Hey look over there!' he whispers to me, pointing towards the shops. I stare intensely over to where he pointing and I notice Tris, stopping as she realizes what shop Christina is dragging her into.

The lingerie shop.

Zeke starts laughing quietly as he notices how Tris is really fighting because she doesn't want to go in. I think Christina and Tris are talking but I can't make out what they are talking about. I don't know how to feel.

'Well maybe someone is getting lucky tonight,' Zeke whispers laughing.

'She will never wear them,' I argue, nerves brewing up in me.

'And how do you know that?'

'She already has a pair, but she won't wear them, ever,' I reply. Zeke is still laughing and I quickly shut him up. My thoughts wonder off.

How should I feel? Nervous? Excited? Amused?

I really don't know.

I just feel guilty for seeing her there.

Tris POV

I slam on my heels. I refuse to go in the nerve-wrecking, embarrassing lingerie shop. My cheeks slowly turn the colour of crimson, embarrassment creeps up on me. Forcefully, I grasp Christina's wrist so that she faces me. I look her straight in the eye; her face dramatically changes, from happy to serious in an instant.

'Christina! What are you thinking? I can't go in there! What if anyone sees?' I whisper, unable to steady my breaths. This damn fear!

'Tris, it's just another shop, all it sells is underwear! Which is perfectly normal!'

'Christina, you know how I feel about anything like this!' I whisper yell. Frustration captures Christina's dark brown face and sinks into her dark naturally striking eyes. Christina exhales slowly, forcefully and smiles reassuringly. We stand there silent, for what feels like forever. I feel like people are watching us.

'I'm sorry Tris, I should of remembered, give me your size and I shall buy you what you need.'

'I don't trust you,' I reply eying her cautiously, letting go of her wrist. She chuckles.

'Well do you want to be seen in this shop or not?' She smirks.

'Please be modest Christina!' I say. Quietly, I give her my size and I proceed walking towards the bench very far away from the shop which gives me shivers. My eyes slowly drift close.

'Hey,' a familiar deep voice startles me.

My eyes open immediately while I jump.

'Four!' I yell, 'you scared me to death!' He sits next to me and Zeke on the other side. Tobias kisses my cheek.

'Sorry,' he says.

'Where is Christina?' Zeke asks. Embarrassment overloads me; once again my cheeks turn the colour of a deep burgundy rose. Tobias gives him a deathly glare for some reason.

'Just in a shop, I just wanted a rest, she pulls me around everywhere!' I say trying to convince them. My nerves are overwhelming me that as a result my fingers start shaking and I have to place them under my thighs.

'Damn Tris! How many clothes do you need?' Zeke yells, noticing all my bags.

'Christina,' I answer bluntly. We share moments of non-awkward silence together, until Tobias whispers to me.

'You okay Tris?' Tobias says, draping his arm around my shoulders. What am I going to do when Christina comes out of that shop?

'Yeah, fine,' I say with a force smile. 'What have you guys been doing?' I ask, trying to change the subject.

'Just talking,' Tobias responds.

'About you,' Zeke utters audibly.

'What about me?' I ask nervously, Tobias gives him a deathly glare.

'All good things Trissy!'

'Don't call me that!' I exclaim. They both laugh, I have a feeling Tobias can tell I am nervous. In a way, he can always tell what I am feeling. I swing my legs back and forth while we sit in silence; I hesitatingly look towards the shop I hate and then back down to my feet.

Wanting to take my mind off things I say to the boys, 'I hope you are going to dress nicely tonight!'

'Don't I always?' Tobias says, putting a hand over his heart playfully, like I offended him.

'I was aiming that at Zeke more,' I reply.

'Hey! You're hurting my feelings Trissy!' I laugh, my nerves temporary evaporating from me. I turn to Tobias and kiss him on the lips passionately, even when I know Zeke is watching. 'Guys! Keep it PG please! For the sake of Dauntless!' Zeke says. Both Tobias and I laugh and break from the kiss while Zeke pretends to vomit. For a moment I forget everything and I just enjoy their company. That only lasts a split second when the realisation of why I am here comes back to me.

'Sorry Zeke, Four I have to go,' I say, picking up my bags and getting up from the bench rock. I kiss Tobias rapidly.

'Hey, I don't get one?' Zeke says grinning like a child, I chuckle and kiss him on the cheek. I notice Four stiffen a little. Picking up all my bags into a more comfortable position, I walk away from the boys, my hands trembling a little. Why am I so nervous?

Before walking straight into the nerve-wrecking shop I call hell, I quickly turn right, down a dark corridor. I have a feeling Tobias' and Zeke's eyes are peering into the back of my head, making holes. As I wait there, calming down my breaths, I see a small thin figure walk past me. Not a hundred percent sure if it is Christina, I hesitantly shout her name, she stops abruptly and turns towards the corridor I am in, where the rocks are almost suffocating me and the only light is from the Pit. She walks towards me, confusion spread across her face.

'Tris,' she starts, I interrupt. 'Zeke and Four are over there,' I say pointing towards the left. She walks towards the edge of the corridor and quickly leans out, her hands on the wall. Rapidly, she rushes back to me.

'They are gone.'

'Thank god,' I mumble. 'Are we done?'

'We most certainly are, here,' she hands me a bag full of lingerie. 'See you later,' she winks and slowly walks out of the corridor, seeing if the coast is clear. After turning back to me and smiling she disappears and I depart, taking treacherous walk back to my apartment.

Tobias POV

The music explodes in my ears; the thunderous sound of pop music erupts in Zeke's apartment. Christina is right; the Pedrad brothers know how to throw a good party. The bright lights light up the room and eliminate the feeling off night time outside. Immediately after I step in, I search for Tris, my feet aimlessly make me walk around the apartment. With not a single trace of success of finding Tris, I grab a beer from Zeke's mini-fridge and flop down on a couch. Since seeing Tris on the bench, I have barely seen nor talked to her. Tris' mind when I sat with her was in another place, she seemed so nervous. Once Tris got home, Christina reappeared soon after and took Tris to her apartment. Needless to say, when Tris is trapped with Christina and makeup and hair and all that girly stuff is involved, she won't be done for hours. I sigh, and sip my cold, tasty bear, the strong liquid sliding down my throat soothingly.

I turn my head and scan the room, strong Dauntless men with rippling muscles are in a corner, playing some sort of ping pong beer game, while some people- mostly girls- are dancing, swaying their hands up in the air simultaneously and spinning around, laughing hysterically. My eyes stop searching as I see a mysterious silhouette standing in the doorway. Zeke, Christina and Uriah are standing with her, but she doesn't look like anyone I know from here. From behind she looks around the height of Christina. I glance at her, there something about her that seems familiar. Trying to satisfy my curiosity I walk towards the mysterious silhouette that I don't recognise.

Three meters behind her, I realise who the mysterious stunning woman is: Tris. In the faint breeze, her sleeveless black low dress flows. As she turns slightly from laughter, she catches my eye and immediately stops laughing and walks towards me. The biggest smile emerges on her face, more beautiful than ever. I stand there, awestricken not able to move. As she gracefully moves towards me, her dress shows of her perfect legs and makes her look perfectly proportion. Her hair cascades half down her back, half in a bun in her hair. Her striking face is enlightened with a trace of mascara, eyeliner, light brown eye shadow and plum colour lipstick. With uncomfortably looking high heels on she is a lot taller. She approaches me and kisses me lovingly on the lips.

'You look,' I pause unable to discover the right word.

'Beautiful,' Christina interjects.

'No, there isn't enough words in the dictionary to describe how mesmerizingly beautiful you look,' I smile. Slowly, a rosy scarlet colour appears on her pale cheeks.

'Thank you,' she whispers. I engulf her into an embrace, inhaling her naturally sweet- smelling scent.

'Dance with me,' I whisper, pulling out my hand. She gladly accepts and we gracefully move towards the dance floor. Perfectly, as if on cue, the pop song finishes and "I Won't Give Up" by Jason Mraz starts playing. I bow and she curtsies, not a normal traditional in Dauntless but I couldn't resist, she smiles profoundly. I step closer to her and pull her close; I slide my hand around her delicate waist, while she snakes hers around my neck. As her stunning dress sways with us, she nuzzles her head on my chest; I bring my lips close to her ear and start quietly singing to her:

When I look into your eyes,

It's like watching the night sky,

Or a beautiful sunrise,

Well, there's so much they hold,

And just like them old stars,

I see that you've come so far,

To be right where you are,

How old is your soul?

She takes her head off my chest as we sway around slow dancing and she lifts her mesmerizing eyes to mine. I kiss her passionately, she smiles into the kiss. When we break apart I continue to sing quietly-only audible for her- she shivers from my warm mouth touching her ear.

Well, I won't give up on us,

Even if the skies get rough,

I'm giving you all my love,

I'm still looking up.

The song continues and I twirl her, making her dress spin breathtakingly. I twirl her back in, crossing our arms so her back faces me, leaning into me, our lips millimetres apart. Swaying left and right and occasionally spins we smile. Slow dancing. It's almost forgotten .Our society is slowly, brick by brick crumbling. Calmly, we dance leisurely, ignoring the outside world, ignoring everything that comes from the outside world, for what seems years. Momentarily enjoying each other's company.

Several long hours of socializing, dancing, drinking, fuelling our stomach with crap and everything else a party consist of, Zeke comes to the conclusion that he is going to bring the party to an end. A little unsteadily, although he is not intoxicated, he stands up on a table. After a few minutes of playing with the microphone, he switches the music off and his loud voice booms everyone in the party silent.

'Everyone who is not Four, Uriah, Christina, Tris, Shauna, Marlene, Lyn and Will, get out! This party is over! Thanks for coming!' The room explodes into moans and huffs and eventually everyone starts leaving. 'Let the games begin,' Zeke smirks. 'And may the odds be ever in your favour,' he continues, quoting one of our favourite books in Dauntless, making everyone chuckle. We all gather into a small circle, sitting on the hard, stone floor, all of our minds, preoccupied with one thought: Tonight, the secrets will leak out of the shadows.

That, my dear friend, is what happens when you play the deathly game of Truth or Dare otherwise more formally known as Candor or Dauntless.

A/N Sorry this is a little late, I wanted to make the chapter longer! I just bought 'Four' by Veronica Roth, plus the Divergent movie. Words cannot describe how excited I am! If you have any suggestions you would like for my story, please ask I would more than happy to include your suggestions. Moreover, this does not suggest that I am running out of ideas for my story, far from it! This story is only just getting started!

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