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Chapter 24
Let it rip
Tris' POV
I hit the wrench with the hammer for what I could imagine is the hundredth time since having my head stuck under the damn sink. The damn thing won't even move one centimeter. This morning this damn sink started to leak. Christina being Christina of course took the shopping way out and headed down to the local Lowes for a new faucet and pipe, versus staying with me to help out. But I guess it's always been that way with us. Chris keeps us up with the latest trends and clothes, while I maintain it all. Yes, youtube has definitely come in handy the past few years.
"Come on, you son of a bitch!" I grunt out through my teeth. I bang the hammer against the bolt again and again. It's then that there is a loud burst and water is spraying out with a force that stuns me. I try to stop the spray with my hand, but fail as I continue to become more and more soaked.
"Tris?" Tobias' voice startles me. I lift my head just enough to see through the violent spray of water that it is in fact him. His mouth gaps open as he bends over in a hurry to help me. He reaches further behind me, to a knob, turning it till the water finally shuts off.
For a moment we sat there surprised looking at each other, before we both suddenly burst out in a fit of laughter. We are both soaked from head to toe.
"Did you forget to turn off the water first?" Tobias gets out.
"Was I supposed to?" I ask, ringing out the water from my shirt as I sit up.
"Well that would have helped." He says, between laughter. "Do you have any idea of what you are doing?"
"Not a clue," I answered him, obviously.
"Obviously," he helps me up. I pretend to not notice his eyes have a hard time staying connected with my eyes and not falling down to my very wet white tee shirt. It's at this moment that I also regret going without a bra this morning. I feel my cheeks redden under the thought of him probably catching a glance at my hardening nipples. I feel the pool between my legs at the thought of the feel of his lips on them, making them even harder. My mind wanders at the memory of that feeling, so many years ago. I watch his eyes darken like they once used to for me, his eyes glance between my eyes, to my breasts and then to my lips. He slowly begins to lean in, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer towards him. My breath hitches slightly as I feel for the first time in years his plump lips against mine. It's the first time in a long time that I feel lost in the moment as his lips encircle mine. My arms wrap around his neck, drawing him closer to me. My lips slightly open for him, wanting more of him. Needing more of him. He doesn't disappoint as I taste his tongue against mine. I move my head slightly to the side, giving him better access.
"Tris, I'm back..." We both break apart suddenly as we hear a voice call out as she enters the house. I wipe away his kiss, as if to wipe away the evidence that I have been working so hard to deny. Although the look on Chris' face tells me she obviously knows what was just going on a second pauses when she sees Tobias and glances at me shocked. She blinks once, twice, before she finally snaps out of whatever trance she was in. She steps forward holding out the bag in her hand before she continues on, "It was… ummm… slim pickings." She says. "Hello, Four." She greets him.
"Hey," he continued, "I thought I would help save Tris from the busted pipe … Looked like she was about to sink the whole house." He jokes, asshole. "Here let me get that. I'll have this all fixed up in no time.'' He takes the bag from Chris and begins to dig out whatever new facet she picked out.
"You know you don't have to," I begin.
"What and leave you two to a growing river in your house. It's fine." He says, getting right to work.
"Great." Chris says, her smile wide and scarier than normal. "Tris, can I talk to you… Please." She says, turning around and heading out the back door, not giving me an option other than to follow her in pursuit. I feel like I'm a teenager again, walking with shame and a tail between my legs as I prepare myself for a scolding of a lifetime.
"What's up?" I ask stepping outside. She just about slams the door behind me, locking Tobias inside and separating our conversation for some privacy.
"What's up? What's up?" She begins, "I come home from what felt like hours in a damn hardware store…Looking at faucets on a damn wall for God knows how long… Do you know how many options there are in the world? Hand held, not handheld, copper, not copper, two handles or one… streamer or sprayer…" She screams out.
"So are you mad at me about not going with you?" I ask, not sure what the hell she is going off about.
"I'm mad…" She stops, wiping her face with both her hands. "I'm worried, Tris. God, how long… how many months, years… did it take for you to be put back together? After what he did to you." She spits out.
"He didn't know," I spit out, feeling my blood boil. "There is a lot more to it than you can imagine." I can't believe we are having this conversation.
"Should he have needed a reason to come back? To check on you? To pick up a phone, dial it and say…something." She says, as she gestures her hands as if she is holding a phone. "And here you are…" I interrupt her before she can continue.
"I get what you are saying? And I appreciate it. I do. But…I'm…"
"Don't tell me you are fine! How many times did I hear you say "I'm fine" over the years? Were you fine when you had to tell your parents by yourself about Emily? Were you fine each time you had to face the criticism about being a teenage mom? Were you fine when Emily was up all night long with colic and you were the one that had to handle that alone? Or what about two years ago when Emily was sick and was rushed to the hospital?" She continues. Although what she says isn't wrong, it still stings as she says the words. "I just… I don't want you to make a mistake. I don't want you to get hurt all because you are blinded." She says, her chest deflating as if she got everything off of her shoulders that she had to get out. Before I could respond, she walked back into the house and left me behind with nothing but my unspoken words and thoughts.
"Thank you again for doing that. You really didn't have to," I say as I open the front door. I swallow past the lump in my throat, my stomach has been a total mess since that fight I had earlier with Chris. I still don't know what to think about what happened earlier with Tobias and I.
"Oh no… for the sake of all pipes… I think I needed to." Tobias jokes. "And… thanks for the clothes." He says, pinching the fabric that clings to his chest. My eyes are drawn to the skin tight material that outlines every muscle he has. Damn, he looks good.
"Of course… it looks much sexier… Better on you than it looked on him." I stutter. Fuck, did I just say that.
"Thanks… I think." He continues, "they're a little tight, but maybe that's a good thing seeing what you just said." He says, smirking, knowing damn well what he does to me. I think about his ride home and the hundreds of women that will see exactly what I am seeing. Oh who the hell can blame them…"Tris, you okay?" Tobias asks, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"I'm fine," I answered sharply. "Tobias," I breathe out feeling nothing but awkward standing between him and the way out. Maybe I shouldn't say anything, maybe I should just let what happened pass and not mention it. Maybe it was nothing but an accident. Old habits die hard, kinda thing.
"Tris," He sighs just as I do.
"You first," I say, obviously giving in too easily.
"Tris, about earlier… that kiss." He says, pointing towards the direction of the kitchen.
"I know… that wasn't planned," I say. "In fact, that probably shouldn't have happened." I get out, painfully. Honestly, I don't know how I feel. Torn between wanting him and needing him and wanting to do what's right for Emily…
"Shouldn't it have though?" He says, "Tris, I've told you time and time again already. But I'll tell you again. I'm not going anywhere. I'm all in. I don't care how long it takes… Whether it's a week or a month or a year or another 8 years…. I'm here for good. I'm not going anywhere." He says, passion filling his voice.
"But Tobias… What about Emily?" I say, readying myself to list off the thousand and one reasons why this wouldn't work.
"What about her? Don't you think she would want her parents happy and together? As a real family. Like we should have always been all along if my father didn't get in the way." He points out.
"But what if it doesn't work out? What if Emily gets hurt? What if we…"
''Tris, what if we do work?" He interrupts.
''I don't even know you anymore," I pointed out. He's changed, I've changed.
"So we get to know each other again?" He suggests.
"Right. Get to know each other." I nod my head, agreeing. I can do that. We can get to know each other again.
"We will do what all couples do when they are getting to know each other… How does a date sound?" He asks, shocking me to the core. A date? With Tobias? In public? "Come on, Tris. We'll make plans, I'll go crazy, you will throw everything you own on your bed while choosing what to wear, I'll pick you up, we can have dinner, maybe a movie or something afterwards. I'll drop you back off at home and we will say goodnight… Maybe I'll get a first kiss if I'm lucky." He says, waiting for me to answer.
"First kiss?" I say, my cheeks heating as I say the words. Does he not remember what just happened earlier between us…Not to mention we have a daughter together. Pretty sure we are way past our first kiss.
"Goodnight kiss then?" He corrects himself.
"Maybe. If you're lucky." I encourage him, unable to deny what we both want. Maybe he's right, maybe we should try.
"So how does Friday night sound?" He asks, smiling wider than I have ever seen him.
"Friday night it is," I agree.
"Great, seven o'clock, I'll pick you up.
"Seven." I agree. He excitedly bends over me, kissing my forehead gently before turning away and walking down the walk way. I sigh heavily, watching him and his amazing ass walk deliciously away before closing the door behind him.
A/N
Finally, a glimpse of hope and a little romance in our future. Will Tris and Tobias finally get back together, giving them a real chance this time around. Will they be okay in the public eye?
Stay tuned for next week
Revised by: FDFobsessed
Like always, happy reading everyone, be safe and stay healthy,
Trini
