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Chapter 30

Tobias' POV

Never in a million years would I have ever thought a girl would cause so much hurt and pain. And out of all the girls, it would have been my best friend, Tris.

Or ex.

Ex-best friend and ex-girlfriend.

She looked so beautiful last night. With her purple dress and her hair done to the side. I believe the women specimen call a 'braid'. Her blue eyes danced in the moonlight and her shimmering smile lit up the whole dance floor. She was a hidden desire. A dark temptation. But she is mine. Was mine.

I remember when my mom used to tell me that love is a mystery. It hurts you and it causes so much pain. But that's what's beauty about love. It brings out so much raw emotion. It's deceiving, evil, but in the end, it's what brings two or more people close to one another.

I should have tried harder. I shouldn't have let her go so easily. Maybe that's the problem. I don't put enough effort. I try and try, but sometimes, in the end, it's never enough.

Is that what she meant?

She thought her love wasn't enough, but it was. Her love was so beautiful and pure, but I was the problem. She wasn't. It was all me.

It feels like my heart constricts every time I think of Tris. I would never cheat on her. Not in a million years. It's practically impossible to cheat on such a lovely creature. Tris is the best thing that has ever happened to me, and there would never be a chance were I'd be unfaithful to her. Never.

She's the love of my life. I don't understand why she'd ever think that in the first place. But then again, I did lie, and that is just as bad.

I thought it would be best to save any hardships if I didn't tell Tris I had to tutor Lauren. Tris already hated her enough, but to tell her I have to spend an hour alone with her three times a week? I didn't think she would take it too well.

You never stop loving someone once their done. It hurts so much and I feel so useless because I don't know how to get her back.

I get a text message from Zeke asking me to over to his house, and since I have nothing better to do, I go.

The drive to his house is short and right when I walk to his front porch, his door swings wide open.

A day in which I though would be filled with video games and distractions end up ending in the garbage when I see Tris' friends and Zeke and Shauna here.

"What is this?" I ask staring down at Zeke.

"It's an intervention. You know, hence the very large sign that says 'Intervention'. Uriah thought of it after he binged watched 'How I Met Your Mother.'" It's when I turn my glare over to Uriah.

"Don't look at me. All I was doing was trying to help." He puts his hands in the air.

"What is it for?"

Christina groans loudly and snacks her hand to her forehead. "Why else would be have an intervention for you? We think you and Tris should get back together and work whatever problems you have between each other."

"I don't think that's going to happen." I say.

"Well that's too bad because-"

"Uriah, I got here as fast as I could-." The front door is swing wide open. "Are you okay...oh." Tris stands there for a moment. "Have you been watching 'How I Met Your Mother' again?" Uriah and Tris share a look.

He hangs his head. "It's so good though!"

"But, what is this for...oh." Again, she manages to answer her own question. I refuse to look at her because if I do, I know that my heart would be torn into many pieces.

How can she just break my heart and act like nothing has happened?

I don't realize my arm being pulled until I am shoved inside a room. Great, now I get so distracted with Tris it enables me to function on a day-to-day basis? Get a grip, Tobias!

What's even worse is that they locked me in this room with Tris.

"What the fuck Zeke?" I slam my knuckles into the door. "Let us out."

"Not until you two sort out your problems. I don't care how long it takes. You two aren't getting out until you make up. Not make out. But technically, that's fine because it's behind closed doors and-OW! Sorry, babe." I bang my head against the door.

Tris sits on the other side of the room with her knees to her chests as she hugs them close to her body. Even when she's sulking she looks so beautiful. There's a small pout on her lips until her eyes light up and she gets an idea. She takes it a phone from her pocket, and starts pressing things. I am so stupid, how did I forget about my phone in my pocket? I take it out as well and start playing games. Maybe if I can ignore this and this current situation, then it will go away. But that's not how it works, so might as well stall.

"Mom?" I took up to see Tris whispering into the phone.

"Can you pick me up from Uriah's house?" There's and small pause. "What do you mean you can't pick me up?" She shouts, exasperated. "They're holding me hostage. Don't you care about your daughter at all?" She purses her lips. "Fine. Considers me no longer your daughter. I'll see you for dinner, well, if I ever make it out alive."

I have to hide my smile. Tris, always the drama queen. But then again, her best friend is Christina. And Marlene. But both of them bring balance to Tris, so it always ends up perfect. She's perfect. Ugh, Tobias.

"Do you think they'd buy it if we said we worked out our problems?" I hear Tris ask.

"Well, Uriah and Zeke. We could probably fool them in our sleep." She ends up laughing at my comment which takes me by surprise.

I made her laugh. I can't help but smile, very very wide.

"You two know that these walls are very thin? We can here everything your guys are saying."

Tris and I make eye contact. My lips shape into an 'o' and within a few seconds, our plan is destroyed.

"And Tris, Zeke and I are not holding you hostage. We all are. Chris, Mar, and Shauna included as well are all holding you hostage."

"How's that any different?" She asks.

"Oh yeah."

The first half an hour goes by quickly, but as the half an hour turns to an hour, then to two, both Tris and I start to get frustrated.

"Gosh, I am so sick of this. Let us out!" She bangs on the door. "I'm hungry too!"

"There's a mini fridge filled with snacks and drinks. My mom prepared them." Hana was into this, too? How am I ever supposed to trust anyone ever again? "She also put the microwave from our kitchen inside because she's awesome like that." Zeke says.

Tris rolls her eyes. "Look, Tobias." She says, gaining my attention. "I don't know why there locking us up here especially since I had nothing to do with this 'break-up'."

"You had nothing to do with this break-up? Tris, you were one who broke up with me!"

"Well it's not my fault you go around inviting girls over to your room! Even I have never really gone into your room. Who knows what you and Lauren were doing in there!"

"It was just tutoring! How many times do I have to tell you that?"

Her voice softens. "You know," she takes a calming breath. "Your mom thought you and her were dating. Were you that ashamed of me to not tell your mom about me?" She looks at me with those sad eyes. "The whole time we dated, I thought I meant something to you. I thought that you were proud to have me as a girlfriend. I try so hard to be a perfect girlfriend, friend, sister, but sometimes it's so hard because I feel like I have so much expectations raining on me. I just want to let go. Let go of all this stress and pressure and just be me. I can't, I'm sorry, I just can't-" She runs to the door and knocks loudly.

It's when I realize that neither of us actually tried to open the door. Because when Tris twists the knob of the door, it opens up as she puts pressure onto it.

"Son of a bitch." I mutter.

I stare back at the ground because once again, she is leaving me and I have nothing I can do to change it.

When I know she is totally out of sight, I slowly make my way out of the room and welcome the blank stares of all their faces.

I feel like the weight of the world is just weighing down on my shoulders. I feel like I just lost an ultimate battle and no longer have much to fight for.

"What happened?" I applaud Uriah for being brave enough to ask.

But instead of opening myself to my friends, I shrug and say, "it's complicated."