The Sound of Your Voice | on hold

Chapter 25 ~ Tobias

Herro! Sorry for the inactivity. I PROMISE over the summer I'll be more active. I've been busy prepping for my finals.
Today is my birthday, April 11th!! That's the reason why I was able to post today.
Whatever. You probably don't care. ALONG WITH THE STORY!
Enjoy!

"I saw you," her smile is small, her eyes sad. "Don't deny it."
"I..." I'm looking down now. Turning away from my fiancée. "I understand now."
I feel my life are battles between two countries. Dauntless or Abnegation? Evelyn or not?
And now?
Tris or Christina?
"Goodbye Tobias," Christina whispers, taking her suitcase and leaving me.
She wants me to chase after her.
But I can't...
Tris...
She's gone.
She's really gone.
But Tris...
~
"Good morning," I say cheerfully, strolling into the room.
Tris is standing by a table, making herself a mug of coffee.
"Hey," she mutters. She picks up her mug, but spills some in the process. "Sorry," she mumbles, her eyes widened.
I laugh, earning myself a death glare from Tris.
"Let me help you with that, Six," I pull on a cocky grin, tossing four napkins at her.
Her eyes widen as she catches the napkins with two hands.
"Thanks, Four." She spits out my name like venom in her mouth.
"No problem," I say, winking suggestively before taking six long strides across the room to Amar.
I sneak a peek behind me.
She stands there, gaping at the napkins in her hand.
~
I walk into the break room, in high spirits, my heart pounding.
I press two fingers on my lips.
Had Tris kissed me only minutes ago?
My eyes find her warm, brown irises. She's sitting on top of a table, with Patrick, another actor.
His arm is around her neck, and she's leaning into him.
What...
She's laughing with him.
Looking the most happiest I've ever seen her.
She's over you, Tobias.
~
"I'll see you later," Patrick winks at Tris.
I am not stalking. I am just simply hiding behind a bush.
"For dinner right?" There's an intense blush on her face.
"Yep," Patrick enters the car and vanishes.
Tris spins on one heel, watching the car go.
When it's no longer in sight, she whirls around and yells, "Four, you can come out now."
I'm frozen in my spot.
Tris marches to the bush and whacks me with her Coach purse. "You damn idiot."
"Do you like him?" I blurt out.
To my amazement, she laughs, pulling herself closer to me by grabbing my collar. "Patrick? Are you stupid or what?"
"What?" I scratch the back of my neck with one hand, gazing at her with a challenging look.
"He's a cutie," she smirks, releasing her death grip and slipping away into the night.
~
"What's she doing in there?" I ask Amar, twiddling my thumbs.
"She's recording her album. She'll be out in a few," he answers, not even looking up from the paperwork that grabs his attention.
"Can I go in?"
He stares at me.
"Please? You know how I feel."
Finally, he sighs. "You can go in there. Tell her that filming is in an hour."
"Thanks!" I yell, pumping my fist into the air before knocking open the door after unlocking it with Amar's key.
The talent that's in the room shocks me. Tris could sing? I've only heard her in the shower, when we used to live together...
"I have died, everyday, waiting for you," Tris sings into the microphone, her eyes closed. She's swaying in the booth, tears evident in her eyes.
"Darling don't, be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years. I'll love you for a thousand more..."
"That's a wrap," George shouts at her, pulling open the door.
She opens her eyes, and they fall on mine.
They widen as she glances between me as George.
"You let him in?" she finally shrieks, wincing.
"I didn't!" George insists.
I hold up the key.
"Who gave that to you?" she demands, holding her hands on her hips.
"I have a message," I mumble, rolling on my feet. "Filming starts in fifty," I whisper to her, holding my gaze too long before I slam the door closed behind me.
~
"Cameras rolling," Patrick nods.
"I'm at a payphone, trying to call home all my change, I spent on you. Where have the times gone baby it's all wrong where are the plans we made for two..." I lip-synch as Tris dances by the phone, adding a seductive wink. She has most certainly changed. I'm not sure whether it's in a good way or a bad one.
But either way, I'm still as crazy for her as I was before. Everything about her...
But now, I can especially say I've fallen in love with the sound of her voice.

So hopefully you guys will stop threatening to butterknife me. Yay FourTris!
Anyone have some predictions they'd like to share?
QOTC: When is your birthday?
Me: TODAY 4/11!

~ Evie 👓