{Chapter3}

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Four P.O.V
I just got home from Tris house. It was nice to meet her parents, until my horrible father called me down.

I never really liked my father. He always hits me at home when we're not doing anything before I go to sleep or when we get back home from something.

Right now I know what I'm going to get. I already ready to get beat to death.
"Stand against the wall without your shirt" he says taking off his belt.
I do as I'm said.

He raises his belt and hits me 20 times with the belt. It hurt like hell. I'm on the floor in my own pool of blood.Marcus leaves the room by slamming the door. I hope he goes straight down to hell.

The window opens and Tris comes in.
"Oh my god!!!!!!!Four!!!!" She starts screaming loud. Tris helps me up and sits me down on the bed. "Who did this to you?" "My dad." I say.

"Let me clean your wounds. Okay?"
"Okay." I lay down as Tris gets the first aid. Just think of the hunger games catching fire Gales back is like Four's back and also Four's reaction is like Gale's reaction.
It burns like hell when Tris adds the alcohol. "There. I cleaned all the wounds." "Thank you." I say.

We stare at each other and I say "Stay with me.Please" "Yea." I scoot over so she can have more room. "I love you."
"I love you too." "I love you three."
"I love you Four.... Hey!Thats not fair."
I press my lips to her and we kiss in a soft pace.

We break apart and I wrap my arms around her and I kiss the top of her head. And fall a sleep in an dreamless sleep.

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