Divergent No war... Yet.

Chapter 16

FOURTRIS finally!! enjoy

Chapter 16

Tris' POV:

I limp towards the train tracks after turning down Four's offer to carry me. I am not weak.

The train comes and I start limping to catch it but I know I won't be able to do it. Four runs and jumps then looks back at me.

- You can do it, Tris! - He yells. I run faster and once I am next to the door he swings his arm around my waist, pressing me towards his muscular chest, getting both of us inside the train.

- Thanks - I say, once we are both sitting on the floor, pressed next to each other even though there is a lot of space here.

- What are you doing tomorrow? - He suddenly asks.

- I am going to abnegation to fulfil my task, the one requested by Max - I answer. Even though I am unsure if I will be able get on a train with my sprained ankle.

- Oh - he says and I can see the dissapointment in his eyes. This makes me happy, it means that he will miss me just as much as I will. In the past days I figured out I have feelings for Four, but which feelings? I don't know.

We get to the compound and before I can protest for carries me bridal style and jumps with me in his arms and does not set me down until we get inside.

- I did not need... - I stop when I see the stern look on his face. He cautiosly grabs my hand and I let him.

- Where are we going? - I ask when he starts leading me through the hallways.

- I want to show you something - He says.

We walk at a slow pace because of my sprained ankle, with Four supporting great part of my weight.

I guess we are getting closer to our destination because Four starts acelerating. Once I hear the rustling water I stop dead in my tracks.

- The chasm - I whisper. Four looks at me but I am lost in my memories. I start breathing heavy and Four grabs my shoulders, shaking me.

- Hey hey, what's wrong? - He asks with what seems like real concern.

- This place...does not bring good memories - I manage to answer.

- Hey - He grabs my face in his hands just like I did before - you helped me overcome my fear today. Now I will help you do the same.

He grabs my hand and I let him drag me towards the chasm. Once we are close to the railing I feel the water splashing me and memories come back.

It's like I can see Al, jumping off again again, mouthing "I am sorry" each time, then jumping off to his death. I never forgive him though, what he did can't be forgiven, but this guilt I feel can't be forgiven neither.

Before I can think about Peter and Drew's beating, Four pulls me through a path I have never seen before (not that I visit this place often).

- What's this place? - I ask in awe. We sit on a rock, near the chasm and I feel the cold breeze but it has a calming effect. I almost forget that I suffered so much in this place.

- It's a secret spot Zeke and Shauna found and they brought me here. They kinda abandoned it so I like to think of it as my secret place - He explains. Laying his hand close to mine, they are almost touching and I can feel electricity going in between us.

- It's beautiful - I say, feeling happy about the fact he decided to share his spot with me.

- I know - he says. I look at him and find him staring at me. I blush and look down at my hand laying on my lap. He grabs my chin a lifts my head up.

- You are beautiful - he says and I lose mysefl in his deep blue eyes, like an ocean, and I am drowing myself in it.

- No, I am not - I say, once I recover the hability to speak. He shakes his head and then looks at me with no trace of humor.

- You are. You just don't see it. You like to act all brave and reckless but you are more then that. You are perfect - He says, making emphasis on the word perfect. I am reminded of the words on my wall. He goes on - You are selfless.

I tense up and look away - I am not. I am selfish.

- No - he says, shaking his head again - I have a theory that braveness and selflessness aren't that different from each other.

I look at him and smile - well haven't you been paying attention to me?

He moves a little bit and scratches the back of his neck, an habit I have noticed he tends to do when he is nervous.

- I like to watch people - He answers with a shrug.

- You are the worst liar ever. You sure you were not cut out for Candor?

He makes a buffing noise and leans closer, his head tilted.

- Fine - he says, moving closer - I watched you because I like you. - He casually says.

I am left dumbstruck. There must be a mistake, a trap. This is to good to be true.

- But Four...- I trail off. Why am I looking for an excuse when I am sure that I like him back? - We can't be together.

- And why is that? - He calmly asks, but I can see that he is really angry and sad.

- Becauss I am broken - I whisper. His eyes soften and he caresses my face.

- I am broken too - he whispers, leaning closer. And I see it in his eyes, the pain hidden in them, and I believe him- but maybe with the remaining pieces we can mend each other and create something new.

With that he crashes his lips onto mine, fiercely kissing me like he had wanted to do this for a long time. I kiss back, even though I am terrified, but I forget about it and let myself be happy.

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I think next chapters will be longer because I am out of jail (school) for now but I'm still busy with all of those classes I take.

Tell what do you think about it!

I planned to make this story last 50 chapters but I have a lot of ideas so I think it'll last longer.