"Four stop acting like this" I say
"Like what Tris? A psychopath? Because that's what you turned me into when we broke up" Four says
"I didn't turn you into anything. You did that all yourself" I say
He sighs and shakes his head looking at the floor.
"Wish you hadn't said that" He says
"Why? What are you going to do Four? Shoot me? Stab me? Punch me? What?" I ask
Four pulls out a pistol.
"Oh well I was going to shoot your boyfriend, but you will work too. But this is your last chance Tris. Come back to me. It'll be like nothing happened" He says
"Tris do what he says. He's gonna shoot me anyway" Drake says
"No! I'm not going to go back to this psycho. I love you Drake. I don't care if I die for our love. But I'm not going to throw it away and go back to him" I say
Drake sighs and shakes his head.
"I love you too Tris" He says and grabs my hand
Four raises the gun and points it at me.
"I love you and I'm not going to let him hurt you" Drake whispers to me
I look at him confused when he let's go of my hand.
All the sudden he runs and tackles Four.
Drake knocks the gun out of Fours hand and I run for the gun.
I grab the gun and point it at Four.
"Stop!" I yell
They both stop and look at me.
"Enough. Drake call the police" I say
He nods and stands up. He grabs his phone out of his pocket and calls 911.
I still have the gun pointed at Four.
"Four you need to stop. You cheated on me and hurt me. I will never go back to you and you trying to kill my boyfriend and I doesn't help you. Why are you doing this? You're turning into your father" I say
He starts to cry. He puts his head in his hands and sobs.
"Y-you're r-right I am turning into him. Tris I am so sorry for what I've done and for what I'm about to do" He says
He gets a knife out of his pocket and just as I'm about to fire the gun he throws it. It lands right in my stomach.
I hear Drake scream something and I fall to the ground. I pull out the knife and it falls on the floor.
Drake picks up the gun and shoots Four.
He then drops the gun and runs to me.
"Tris baby please stay with me. The police are on their way. Please don't leave me" He sobs
His tears are landing on my face.
I feel very weak. I try and lift my bloody hand to his face to wipe his tears, but I can't.
"I love you" I whisper
"I love you too. But you can't die on me. Not now or ever" He says
He wrips off his shirt and puts the fabric on my wound to try and stop the bleeding.
I wince and he sobs even more.
The paramedics and police burst through the door.
The medics pull me out of Drakes arms and put me on the stretcher.
