Abusive Four

Chap 35

"You must be kidding me" I say.
I circle the van I would be driving in. It had a large picture of Ronald MacDonald.

I look at Jem and he shrugs.
"She's my baby. Take it or leave it. Besides I used to work at Macdonald and when they fired me I needed a vehicle. Stealing was the best option here"

Peter sighed and waved him off with his hand.
"We are taking it"

I open the van and sit next to Peter. Jem steps back from the van and Peter steps on the pedal heavily leaving him behind. I look at the sky, and it wasn't filled with stars. I looked like it was drawn with thick black Charcoal.
It was a comfortable silence as Peter and I drive around.

"So how are you" I say.

He shrugs.
"I've been better"

"So what's it like to have this life.."

His hand adds pressure on to the wheel until his knuckles turn white.
"You mean when I can't remember a damn thing? Great." He then softens his tone "I have this girl though"

My eyes go wide and he smirks.
"Yup believe it. Gotta girlfriend"

I wanted to ask him more but he slows the car.I shake my head in disbelief. He parks the car at a nearby house, but not too close, preventing the neighbours from killing us. He gets the duffle bag and hands me a the gun. We walk slowly until we reach the Jail. Peter stops midway.

"Remember we burst in and kill. Don't turn on me like little goldilock and feel sympathetic toward them"

I nod and I was surprise my how confident I felt with Peter. I realize how I needed someone that can back me up. I can tell by peter's expression that he isn't afraid I might die. Suddenly a whole new relief washes my body.We go up the low stairs that lead to the prison. My hand touch the cool metal handle and when Peter nods I kick it open.

Just as we walk in the police officer sitting on the front desk whips his head toward us.
"Who are you"

He gets up from his desk and before he can walk toward us Peter blows a bullet right through his head. His eyes roll back and he staggers on to the ground with a thud.

"Let's go now" Peter demands. He grabs my shoulder and hauls me by the shoulder. We walk forward and go through the the left hallway. We face two gun barrels held by two officers.

Peter and I stumble backward in sync.
They were looking at us in a furious expression and before we can tackle them the first officer punches Peter in the face.

Peter elbows him and he get his gun. I was suddenly side racked by the other officer. My chin slams into the wall and he holds me body. I spit out the blood forming in my mouth.

The officer gets his gun and places in on the back of my head. I can feel the cool metal on my hair. My left leg was pushed on to the wall with force and I couldn't speak. Before he can do anything I get my right leg and kick him as hard as I can.

He mumbles a curse word and stumbles back. I take my gun and position it on his leg.
"This for taking him away" I say. I press the trigger just as the officer was about to get up.

He fall in the floor gritting his teeth. His pants were now darker with his blood.
"This for not listening to me. Lights out" I say and wave my hand.

I shoot him right in the forehead and he closes his eyes instantly. I kick him a final time before meeting up with Peter. The other officer was laying in a pool of blood. I wipe the sweat and blood from my face.

"Okay. Good job. I got the keys" he holds up a key ring with the cell number on it. "They keep info on each prisoner here. His cell is number 565"

I walk with Peter forward. The room was reeking with the smell of blood and death. We walk and open two large metal doors.

We enter and almost every person wearing an orange suit looked up. There were dozen of them and each had a face of a criminal. A man was leaning on the wall and had a huge scar running from his chin to his nose.

"Get us out!" A voice cries out. And suddenly the entire room was demanding to be let out. I swallow hard but Peter keeps walking.

We reach his cell and I had to keep everything in my will power not to bust his cell open. There he was, Tobias was lying on his bed and he looked deep in though. He was staring silently at the ceiling and I observe how his body is so lifeless.

"Tobias!" I yell.
Suddenly his body twists and he looks at Peter and I. He had dark circles under his eyes and new bruises on is face. His mouth was opened slightly and then he jumped and starts running toward us.

"Tris how are you here?" He asks.

"I'm here too" Peter says from behind me, but Tobias ignores him.

"I'm getting you out of here" I say and I squeezed his fingers from the outside of the cell. I take the key and I twist it open. The door opens and I run to Tobias.

I squeeze my arms around his neck and he squeezed back. I take a step back and stare at him. I slowly trace my finger down his chin and slowly back up again. He's real and his skin was coloured with actions of violence but to me, he still looked like himself.

"Tobias I'm so glad you're okay. We had this sh*t load of stuff to deal with and then there were these guards that kept coming after us. Then Peter had to come with a window washer to help me and then Sam is starting to act like a jerk and-"

I was cut off by Tobias. His lips were on mine in a second. He holds me closer and kisses me again, his lips fit like a final puzzle piece was completely in my life. I stumble am back a bit and then regain composure. My body was filled with hot Sparks and I kiss him back harder. We finally pull back and I was completely breathless. I smiled at him and he gives me a small grin.
"I missed you" he finally says taking a deep breath "and you too"

He turns his head to Peter who was tapping his foot impatiently.
"Oh joy! I'm accepted" Peter says mockingly "now why don't we ride a huge colourful rainbow until we finally reach this magical thing called a Van! Let's go lovers"

I try to ignore all the furious commands of prisoners for freedom. We run all the way to the van and Tobias and I climb in the back of it.

"This smells" I say to Peter when he starts the van. The back of it didn't have any seats so Tobias and I had to lean on the van's wall for support.

"Deal with it" was his only reply back.

I lay my body next to Tobias. He traces circles on my knees and I lay my head on the crook of his neck.

"Tris" he mumbles.

"Yeah?"

He looks at me intently.
"Look after all this I know it would probably sound crazy,but I want to start over. I want you and me to live together just like we would have done right after escaping the Genetic Warfare. I finally realize that, and I want to live and grow old with you. I'm ready to start over and do anything to make it up to you."

I nod and squeeze his hand.
"If you thought I would not have already thought of that then your an idiot"

He grins and I peck his cheek.

I realize we are fighters. No matter what the situation might be. Getting trapped in the middle of a war zone or stuck in love. No matter how hard and how much we struggle, we never give up. And sitting next to Tobias like this made me glad I never did.

___A/N
Yay finally Fourtris is back and stronger than ever!
I'm still going to update this story because it doesn't end here (duh)
Thanks for reading and I want to thank all of you guys that inspire me to write I love you guys!! ❤️❤️