Allure

Chapter 7.

Warning Mature Content

My breathing starts to pick up at a frantic rate. No, no, no, no. I look back to Four and see his muscles tense from under his shirt. I slowly make my way to his shaking form and delicately place a hand on his shoulder.

"Four?" I let out as a whisper. His body jerks towards me at the sound of my voice.

"W-what? What? WHAT!" He screams as he pulls on the roots of his hair, he takes two long strides towords me and grabs ahold of my face in his hands.

"Tris, baby, please." I don't scold him for the use of the word 'baby' as I let him place his hands on me. I put my hand over his in an attempt to soothe him; his face softens but his eyes are still hard with anger and fury.

"Four, Four." I lightly shake him but he ends up getting more frustrated as he shoves me away from his chest.

"I-I can't, Tris, you need you to tell me. Who the fuck touched you." He let out in a growl.

What is he, a fucking wolf?

I sighed, deciding to avoid his question.

"I think you should leave." I mean, there is no point of him being here, all he is doing is harassing me with personal questions.

He let out a low growl and tightened his fists around his trouser leg. I turned away from him, hoping to hear his retreating footsteps.

"This isn't a fucking negotiation!" He shouts, I spin on my heel and storm up to him.

"I'm okay." I let out in a whisper, looking him dead in the eyes. Lie.

"Beatris?" I turn around to see where the source of the voice came from. The nurse. I almost forgot she was even in here.

I don't reply but look at her expectantly to carry on.

"I still need to cover your cuts, and now bruises, if that's okay?" She asks looking more at Four then at me.

"That's fine, but I want to be alone." I may of been kind to the assbutt but I still think he's annoying.

"Fuck no." He lets out, as if he has a choice.

"I'm sorry Sir, but if Beatris would feel more comfortable with you outside, then you need to leave." I'm starting to like this nurse.

"I'm. Not. Leaving." He takes a step closer to me and grabs ahold of my waist, pulling my body to him, shit, ow, ow, ow.

My eyes start to brim with tears as he searches my face frantically.

"Baby, what's wrong?" The worry is evident in his shaking voice.

"Y-you're hurting me." He takes a step back as if I had slapped him round the face. He hastily removes his hands from my waist causing a relived sigh to escape my mouth.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. So so sorry." He kept on mumbling sorry as he rushed out of the nurses door, going off to God knows where.

"Alright, so lets take another look at these injuries."

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As I walk into the house, booms of laughter is heard from the sitting room. Does Andrew have people over?

As I slowly walk towords the room my subconscious states how if I get caught i'm just asking for a beating, but my curiosity wins as my head unnoticeably peeps around the side of the door frame. As I let my eyes wonder around the room, I spot three familiar faces and one 'new' one.