Chapter 11

Four

So they dug your grave and the masquerade,

will come crawling out at the mess you've made,

"So Four, is there another girl you might be interested in?" Jordan asks him as they wait for the coffee they ordered from Starbucks. He had spent most of the morning in the studio and explaining to Jordan the reasons why Robin and he had broken up.

He paused on the question, did he have an interest for a woman other than Robin? Was Robin still clouding his thoughts? He pondered on these question and found his answer. He did indeed have someone else in his mind, and it defiantly wasn't Robin. He had a certain, blue eyed blondie in mind. Her face burnt in his brain, her voice stuck on repeat and her name Amanda.

"There is a girl. Oh my God! Almighty Four has a wittle, ity bity, cwrush, awe!" Jordan cooed, dancing like she had been told, they had found her twin brother and younger sister. You see, they were only her half siblings, with the same dad as her but she had been dyeing to meet them, her mother Tori, had never introduced them. She grew up only wondering what they could be like.

"So what? I like a girl I'll never get, anyways." He sighed remembering Peter's harsh voice. The word fiancé was a curse to him, it was no longer a word that struck him as happy.

"What?! Why?" Jordan exclaimed, stunned. Four could get any girl he wanted, yes that he could, and everyone except the one he wanted.

"Because she's engaged to some else!" Four turned and face Jordan, he hadn't meant to yell at her. He never knew that this girl would have him in a hole so deep, he couldn't see the sun. "Sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you, Jordan. It's just, I don't want to be a home wrecker and I hardly know anything about her. All I know is that her fiancé is an ass hole." He mumbled the last part.

"I met her and her fiancé at Uriah's party on Saturday, I ran in to him and he got all pissed off. Whilst she tried to calm her down, he snapped at her and I could tell he was holding her too tightly. We kept talking and he got mad, told me not to tell him how to run his life and she mentioned something about starving her, yada yada yada. He got pissed I thought he would punch me but he punched her. It was a full out brawl."

"You need to stop talking to me about your man problems, I simply don't see the reason why she would stay. If her fiancé is an asshole, why stay when she could most likely find something way better, like you. Anyways, there's something seriously wrong with the story you told me." He nodded in agreed with Jordan, there was something wrong with the way things had played out that night.

"I know, trust me, I know." Was all he said as an answer because he did know the confusion she was in, he had thought about it over and over again too. What was even weirder was guilty look Amanda had expressed when he had asked her about herself. Peter had cared for her? She loved Peter? The way Amanda has looked at him, didn't tell him she loved him but rather felt sorry for him. And it had confused him, why would she stay with him if she only felt sorry?

Jordan and Four split ways later that afternoon and he headed over to Zeke's house. It was a cozy home, a two apartment and 3 bath place. It had been renovated, upgraded and completely modernized, it was quite gorgeous.

He walked up the stairs to the porch were Zeke and Shauna stood, holding each other close. Faintly he hear a whimper and it made him rush up the stairs. What was going on? The stepped on a creaky floor board and the couple turned. Shauna's eyes were red with tears, her cheeks black from mascara. Zeke's shirt was wet from what Four could only guess was Shauna's tears. What was going on?

Zeke shook his head as if to tell him, later. He took Shauna in to the house and set her down on the black sofa, gave her a book of tissues and told Four to come help him with making some tea. They walked in to the modern kitchen and Zeke turned to him. He looked older than he was, his eyes heavy and had bags under them.

"What's going on man?" Four asked, he hadn't seen Zeke under this much stress. What the hell?

"Lynn and two other people were a horrific motorcycle crash. Lynn and some other girl named Beatrice were seriously injured but the third person, who was in a car got off with minimal injuries." Zeke looked away, he was hiding something.

"Zeke, what are you hiding from me." Four's voice was warning, and wary. What would he be hiding from him?

"The third person, suffered broken ribs, a fractured leg and arm and a punchered lung. Her name was Jordan, Jordan Prior." Zeke sighed, no longer scared of what Four would do to him but rather what he would do to get to the hospital. Four turned to run out the door but Zeke grabbed his arm. "Just don't do anything stupid please." Zeke's eyes begged him, he didn't want to have to worry about another person he knows getting hurt.

Four practically ran out of the house, he had to see Jordan, he couldn't lose a sister. He rushed in to the car and drove just drove. He didn't think about the consequences or the sped in which he was driving at, he just drove, his thought surrounded by Jordan. She was family to him, his only family he had left. Who would be there to wake him up during the week at 8:00 a.m.? Who would be there for him other than his friends, who were all too busy worrying about their boy/girlfriends to even notice he was having a hard time himself.

"How may I help you, sir?" The receptionist asked, whilst looking at the computer screen in front of her eyes.

"I'm looking for a Prior." His voice waivered, Jordan was his closets friend she was family.

"Okay, how do you spell that?" She asked, and continued typing something in to the computer.

"P-R-I-O-R, can you hurry up I'm her brother and need to see her." He was impatient with this person, she wouldn't stop typing.

"I'm assuming you are here to see both of them so… they are in room number 121. Just down the hall to the right." She smiled and moved on to the next person. Both of them? Why would there be two Priors? He shook his head, dashed down the hall and turned right. There sat room number 121, who would be in there with Jordan?

He braced himself for the worst and opened the door.

Jordan lied on the bed to the left, tubes stuck out of her everywhere.

On the right bed lied…..

Amanda?

Hey Guys,

So this was kinda short but whatever

Four and Jordan will not be in a relationships,YAY

Tris feels sympathy for Peter because she still see that there is potential for him to a nice guy, so yah don't judge me

knida cliffy right?

not really...

Thanks for the reviews guys!

anyhow,

~J