"Tris?" Tobias calls. "Tris?" He beckons me with his words.
"What?" I say grumpily. I'm right in the middle of making our tea and he needs me. Idiot.
"I can't settle them."
"Can't isn't a word." I say, I believe that saying is wrong though. It is, the phrase itself is just an excuse.
"Tris." He says seriously. I turn to him, panicky stress lingering in my words as I speak.
"Can't you see I'm busy?" I grunt slightly and turn back to the cooker.
"Can't isn't a word." He recalls and I stand, staring at the pans. Oh no he didn't. I hear his footsteps, walking away from me. We're both angry and stressed, I get it but it's a silent anger. And sometimes, just sometimes, that is worse. And right now, I think it's worse.
Tobias doesn't come back in until he hears the clutters of me shoving the plates of food on our table. He picks up his plate.
"What-" He walks off with it, not bothering with an explanation. He goes into the kids' room, where they are both still crying and winging. I release a sigh, out of anger. I eat my food, letting scenarios of how I can talk to him about this. All of them seem to either end up in catastrophe or too perfect. Almost sinster perfect. So none of them are perfect.
I finish off my tea, the anger inside me slightly more settled than before. Well, not settles but dismissed for a while. We have better things to do than argue. I'll settle them in, because obviously he's incapable of that. I place my dirty plate and fork into the washing up bowl, leaving them for later, with the rest of the chores. I head straight to the twins' room and nudge Tobias as I walk past him but it was actually accidental. I don't say anything. I pick up Em and bob her up and down. Her cries are continuous, they drive me insane. I snuggle her into my chest and her whails turn into whimpers. Thank Lord. Then my Abnegation kicks in.
"Sorry." I say out loud. You would have thought after numerous years of living in Dauntless, I would have gotten rid of my old ways but I can't. They are here to stay, forever.
"For what?" He asks, seeming genuinely confused.
"Pushing you on the way in, I didn't mean to."
"Push? That was a nudge."
"Oh, same difference." I say like a stereotypical teenager. I was never a stereotypical teenager either. Another messed up thing.
"Tris?"
"What?" I say getting wound up about his silly remarks.
"You know we love each other, so why can't we just talk like adults?" I hesitate, then reply.
"Because your acting like a child." I regret the words as soon as they come out. Big mistake. Mega, huge mistake.
"How am I? Tris?" He say in a low toned voice.
"I didn't mean that-"
"The truth always come out when your angry, Tris. Like when you claimed you wanted to go home in initiation."
"But I regret it. You aren't a child, I just thought..." I trail off, not really knowing how to explain to him that he was actually being childish before, by storming out. I hesitate again. I begin my explanation.
"So that's why you called me a child?" He pauses then looks me in my eyes. "Well, I want to be an adult then let's talk."
"Okay. I'm stressed." That's all I say for now. And he go on, about something I'm not particularly listening to.
"Right, now that's out of the way. I want to tell you I love you. And I'm taking you out as an apology. Okay?" I just nod and put Em back into her cot.
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Divergent - FourTris (No war)
FanfictionTris and Tobias's love grows stronger, they get through everything. Things change, things stay the same and things move on. Fear are faced and fears are changed. Tris and Tobias's relationship is completely steady. They contol their fears, change th...