The servant and the son

Four POV

Im getting tris out today, there's no way she can stay with Peter any longer. Seriously he is a psychopath just look at tris and you can see what the maniac did.

I'm also getting out of the ICU today, finally the food was just grim mate seriously (A/N that's how I speak in real life don't judge the whole "just grim mate seriously" is what I say a lot) anyway I can go see tris today and I'm buying her off Peter or 'stealing' her if I have too although I prefer to think of it as borrowing and forgetting to give back, yeah that sounds better...less illegal.

The doctor has just come to give me a once over and I'm all good, I'm going to see tris because I'm freaking out I haven't heard shit about her for the past god knows how long, let alone seen her. I hope she's better I really do, no one should have to go through that...except Peter.

I wheel (yes wheel I'm fine but who doesn't want to go in a wheelchair, I mean come on) myself into tris's room and see her talking to Nita. Wait Nita?!?!?! What the hell, I'm sorry but Nita? I thought she was like the wicked witch of the west. Guess she's redeemed herself.

I wheel up to tris's bed, she looks at me and immediately says "are you hurt? they said you were fine" "I'm fine I just really wanted to go in a wheelchair, harder than it looks" she just looks at me with that 'really' look that girls use, I shrug. We just stare at each other for a while until we hear a cough "I'm gunna go" Nita says I wave my hand at her as a form of goodbye and tris says "thanks Nita, for everything" they smile at each other and Nita leaves, not before giving tris a hug.

It's just us, here goes I'm gunna ask her...

A/N sorry it's short but I now have another story it's a divergent werewolf one, so I'm going to tell you my news even if you don't want to read it ok...ok so my best friend just had a trial with Arsenal for (football/soccer) if your American or don't know who they are then basically they are basically a professional footie team who are pretty good and so I made her banner and that because she said the trial went great, and I'm an amazing friend like that so yeah. Today the PE supply teacher made us do athletics and basically that's running, I hate running, I hate t with a burning passion, she made us run 400m then 100m but she does running training with my brother and expects me to be like him to give you an idea of how good he is he can run 3 miles (5k) in 18 mins so...and yeah I'm top group but I can't run, it's just not my thing no way.