Divergent No war... Yet.

Chapter 14

Picture above is my system's final project :p haha FOURTRIS 4ever!

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Chapter 14

Four's POV:

Today is friday, finally!. I am going over Tris' even though we are almost done with the project, but I want an excuse to see her, to be with her. I admit it. I like her. There I said it, but I am not saying it again...well, not anytime soon.

I knock on her door but hear no answer. I twist the knob and find it open.

- You should really lock the door, Tris. It's not saf...- I enter the apartment, close the door behind me and find the living room empty. - Tris? - I call but no answer comes.

I enter her bedroom, first knocking of course, and find her laying on her bed with a peaceful expression on her face. I see something under her shirt, like a package.

I get close and lift her shirt up a little bit and find an ice package.

- What? - I say to myself in a low voice.

She wakes up startled making the package fall off her side. She looks around her room, rubbing her eyes until they fall on me.

- Four? - She asks in a little cute sleepy voice. I smile, a guilty little smile, and wave at her.

- What are you doing here? - She says, more awake. - Is it already two? - She then procedes to look at her clock. 14:30 It shows (AN/: That's how it appears on our clocks :), it's 2:30 pm )

- I am so sorry, I was so tired I felt asleep and I.. - She starts rambling and I cut her off.

- Don't worry about it - I say, sitting on her bed, right beside her. The bed jumps a little and I see her wince, her hand making her way to her side (where the package lay) but stops mid way.

- What's wrong? - I say, reaching my hand out to her side.

- Nothing - She says, too quick to be true. She backs away but winces again.

I reach out my hand and this time she does not stop me, maybe because of the pain. I lift her shirt up and see big awful bruise.

It's disgusting! blue, purple and yellow mix on her skin, slighly swelled up.

- What happened to you!? - I ask, grabing the package from the floor, that is almost melted, and put it in on her side. She yelps and I grab her hand in a attempt to light her pain.

- Nothing - She says through gritted teeth.

- Tris - I say in a warning tone. I am about to push her to tell me when I see it.

She is wearing shorts and a t-shirt that goes further than her shorts but has ridden up. On her right ankle there is a red mark, a hand print.

Flashbacks of Marcus's beatings flash through my eyes and it takes everything inside of me to not break down.

- Who did this to you!? - I roar. Tris flinches back and I inmediately feel guilty.

- Who? - I ask again, softer this time but you can still hear the anger behind it.

- It does not matter - She says. My anger resurfaces.

- It does not matter? - I repeat with incredulity.

- It was for fun! - She replies, desperately trying to make me understand but leaving me way more confused.

- What? what do you mean it was for "fun" ? - I ask, all of my anger vanished to be replaced by utter confusion.

- Well, you know I was bored so I went to that part of the pit where people fight - She explains with a shrug in the end, trying to seem calm but I can see that she is nervous. When she sees that I am not saying anything she goes on - I had to fight this big guy and he got me on my side, that's it, I think his name was Damon or something like that.

My eyes widen at the mention of that name.

- Let me see if I understand - I say passing a hand over my face, exasperarion seeping through my voice - you fought a guy twice your side just for fun!!

I raise my voice towards the end and she flinches bacj again but then an angry expression appears on her face.

- Yes, I did! -

- He could have killed you! - I yell, shuddering at the thought of Tris liveless body on the floor.

- I beat him! - She says. I am about to argue back when her words sink in.

She beat him? that guy that is as tall, if not taller, than me, with an humungous strenght and muscles? Tris, the petit girl in front of me, not higher than 1,65 meters (AN/: again, I don't know how your measure system works! ) beat that guy?

- You beat him? - I say, making emphasis in you. She looks at me with anger and surprisingly hurt.

- Yes - She answers. I laugh a little and this seems to anger her more.

- You know what!? get out of here! - She yells, jumping out of the bed - what I do with my life is my problem!. Stop bothering me! mind your own bussiness!.

- Tris, I am just worried about you, that's all.

- Why!? - She asks, and I am about to tell her.

To tell her that I have feelings for her, that I can't get her out of my head, tha her eyes hypnotize me, that I want to hold jer hand and call her mine. But all that comes out is:

- Because I care.

She looks at me, completely frozen, confunsion and another emotion I can't decode fill her eyes.

- You are not one of them, Tris - I go on - one od those crazy junkiees. You are dauntless, yeah, but you are much more than that.

I exit her room, and walk towards the door. Just before I go out I turn around.

- You are perfect - I say, referring to the words written on the wall.

I walk out and shut the door, making my way towards the only place I can call mine, even if Zeke and Shauna knows where it is.

I head towards the chasm, to my secret spot, and I find that I don't want it to be just my (and Zeke and Shauna's) secret. I want those blue gray eyes to see it too.

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Hey my lovely whatever you like to be called! I have been so stressed because of the finals aghhh but ok.

FOURTRIS in the next chapters, finally!

Next chapter will be a long one!

This movie is sooo sad :'(