HEY GUYS, I'M ON MY KINDLE SO GRAMMAR WON'T BE SPOT ON I THINK BEFORE EVERY CHAOTER I'M GOING TO PUT A SAD STORY. IS THAT OKAY WITH YOU GUYS? HERE IT IS BOLD IS GIRL NORMAL IS BOY

BOY: | GIRL:

I SAW HER TODAY. | I SAW HIM TODAY.

IT SEEMS IT'S BEEN FOREVER. | I WONDER IF HE STILL CARED

SHE LOOKS BETTER THAN BEFORE. | I COULDN'T STOP STARING AT HIM

I ASKED HER HOW SHE WAS DOING. | I ASKED HIM HOW IS NEW GIRLFRIEND WAS DOING

ID PICK HER OVER ANY GIRL I'M WITH NOW. | HE'S PROBABLY REALLY HAPPY NOW.

I CAN'T LOOK AT HER WITHOUT CRYING. | HE COULDN'T EVEN LOOK AT ME

I TOLD HER I MISS HER. | HE DIDN'T MEAN IT

I MEAN IT. |HE DOESN' T MEAN IT

I LOVE HER. |HE LOVES HIS GIRLFRIEND

I HELD ONTO HER ONE LAST TIME. | HE GAVE ME A FRIENDLY HUG

THEN I WENT HOME AND CRIED. |THEN I WENT HOME AND CRIED

I LOST HER... | I LOVE HIM...

TRIS POV

Zeke reaches the cottage and sets me down.

"Hello brother," someone says from behind us and Zeke spins around quickly. I turn around too to see Uriah with a gun in his hands, aimed at me.

"I'm sorry." He says and pulls the trigger. He shoots me in the leg and I fall, screaming in agony. Zeke pulls a gun from his waistband.

"Go Uriah, don't make me shoot you." He says and Uriah half smiles.

"You wouldn't shoo-" he's cut off by Zeke pulling the trigger. Uriah slumps to the ground, blood showing up on his shirt.

"I...I killed my younger brother..." Zeke says in a breathy voice. I feel dizzy from blood loss and my vision starts to cloud.

"Z-Zeke... My leg..." is all I can get out before I black out

ZEKE POV.

I killed him... the little brother who looked up to me.

"Z-Zeke... My leg..." I hear Tris mumble and I look over at her. She blacked out. I pick her up again and carry her inside the house. Moments later Four rushes in and walks up to the couch which Tris is on.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?!" He shouts and I roll my eyes.

"My now dead brother shot her in the leg." I say with a hopefully blank face. "I also shot Amar..." I mumble and he nods. He must have seen the body.

"You killed Uriah?" He asks and I nod taking in an unsteady breath. No, keep it together Zeke. Don't show any weakness.

"Where's is body? We can have a small funeral." He says and I shake my head.

"I just want Tris to wake up so we can get her fixed up and teach her self-defense." I mumble and Four nods.

"Go into the bathroom and get the white box on the counter." He instructs and I nod and quickly get the box and bring it back. (I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING RN OK? SO PLS DON'T SAY I DID SOMETHING WRONG.) He pulls out a syringe and fills it with clear liquid. He puts the needle in her leg next to the bullet wound through the hole in her pants. "Help me take off her pants." He mumbles and I nod unbuttoning them and we carefully pull them off of her legs. He gets tweezers and put us them in the wound, grabbing for the bullet. "Got it." He says to himself and yanks hard. A copper bullet smeared with blood falls on the floor and I pick it up, throwing it out of the window. He gets a needle and some sort of thread and starts stitching up her leg.

"Will you go get something that could work as pants for her?" He asks and I sigh but nod. I sift through the two bedrooms and find a pair of loose black, cloth pants. (SWEAT PANTZZZZ)

"Here," I say and toss him the pants.

"Thanks." He says as he slides them on her. He takes one look at her dirty, never been washed shirt and takes off his. He pulls hers off and doesn't look at her naked chest but I do. Just for a second then I look away.

FOUR POV

I feel awkward because I've basically seen Beatrice naked... and she was knocked out. Once I tuck my shirt into her pants I pick her up and lay her on one of the beds. I cover her up and go back into the living room.

"You took her shirt off... Why?" Zeke asks and I shrug.

"The one she was wearing looked like it was uncomfortable so I gave her mine." I say and he tries to hold in a laugh.

"Okay, yea sure." He says and gets a water bottle out of the bag.

"Whatever, I'm tired. Where are you going to sleep?" I ask and he gives me a 'you already know I'm taking the other bedroom' look and I sigh. This will be one of many nights that I don't sleep. I hear a groan coming from Tris' room. I rush over there to see her trying to get up but not putting any weight on her left leg. "Here" I say and pick her up, careful not to touch her stitches in anyway.

"Thank you." She mumbles then blushes deep red. "Shut up!" She says in an embarrassed tone. What?" I ask and she turns an even deeper shade of red.

"N-nothing."

"No, tell me, please." I say putting her back down on the bed.

"It's just the voices." She mumbles and I sigh.

"Yeah, I know that but what are they saying?" I ask in a 'duh' tone.

"T-they were j-just... teasing me..."

"About?"

"You." She says and turns a deep shade of red.

"What we're they saying?"

"They said..." she's not going to tell me.

"Its fine, you don't have to tell me." I mumble and pick her up. I carry her out into the room Zeke and I was in.

"What took you too so long?" Zeke asks wiggling his eyebrows. Tris turns deep red and I chuckle.

"No Zeke."

"Hey Four?" Tris looks nervous and I set her down on the couch.

"Yeah?"

"When you... kissed me... d-did it mean anything?" She asks turning deep red.

"You actually kissed her?" Asks and I nod.

"Tris..." I mumble and grab her face in my hands. "Of course it did." I kiss her and she kisses back. I smile into the kiss and Zeke clears his throat. We pull away blushing and Zeke laughs.

"When are the girls coming over?" he asks and I shrug.

"Soon."