Divergent High

Part 14

[Tris POV]

"So yeah that's what happened." I tell Four while sniffling.

[Four POV]

This Peter guy messed with Tris for no damn reason?! He will pay.

[Tris POV]

"Four? A-are you okay?" I ask. Isn't it a little ironic how I'm the one with the issue, but I'm asking him if he's okay?

His face is red and his breathing is picking up a little.

"Uh y-y-yeah I'm fine. But how 'bout you? He said some really fake and shitty stuff to you."

"Honestly, he's right." Four gives me a confused face. "I-if Marlene and I hadn't had a fight, then she would have been focused on the road, and obstacles, and she wouldn't be...wouldn't be...she wouldn't be g-gone." I say crying.

"Shhh it's not true and it's okay." Four pulls me into his muscular chest, and I start crying. "Actually no it's not okay, but we'll get through it, together." He says. After he said 'together' I could feel him tence up.

And did he really say 'together'? Okay look, I'm not clueless, obviously he likes me, but I don't like him that way.

"Together?" I ask, my voice muffled by his chest.

"As friends of course."

"Oh, okay."

[The next day]

Today is wednesday. The week is almost over, and may I say, thank God. This week has been awful, dreadful even.

I get out of bed and get into the shower.

I get out the shower and put on a white v-neck t-shirt, some grey sweatpants, and light blue Vans. I brush my hair, and put it in a ponytail. No makeup either.

Normally I don't wear makeup because I believe that I have natural beauty just like everyone else. I only use it when I have to go somewhere fancy.

I look at my watch, it's seven thirty five, and school doesn't start until eight thirty. Maybe I'll just go to Starbucks I guess.

[At Starbucks]

"Uh hello, can I just get a large Tazo tea with like a lot of sugar, and some lemon please?" I ask the woman behind the counter.

"Sure, what's the name?"

"Tris."

"Okay, Tris, wait over there." She says pointing to the 'waiting area'.

"Okayyy." I say. I walk over to the waiting area and see Four with his friends. I'm about to tap his shoulder when Lauren turns around.

"Well well well, who do we have here?" She says.

"Hello Lauren." I croak out.

"Well don't you look homeless today." She spits out.

"Well you see, you tend to look like shit when your best friend died."

"Yeah yeah yeah." She says then she turns to Four and plants the biggest kiss on his lips. "Let's go, babe." She says to him.

Babe?

When did this even happen? Just yesterday he was freaking single and hitting on me.

I reach out and try to grab his hand, but he pulls it away and says:

"Don't freaking touch me weirdo."

"What?" I barely say. I slowly let go of his hand, and him and his group proceed to the door.

"TRIS!" The employee shouts. I walk up to the counter, get my drink and head to the car.

'We'll get through it together' he said. He held me when Mar died. I let him sleep over at my place. He nearly kissed me. And now he's back being the butthole he always was.

I mean come on, he started being nice to me out of nowhere. I'm too trusting.

Now I literally have no one. Uriah and I don't talk anymore so he's out the question. My parents aren't here anymore, so they're out the question. Marlene well, we know what happened to her. Now I literally have no one. Nobody. I cannot believe this. What did I ever do to deserve something this awful?

[Lunch time at school]

Since I have no body to sit with, I guess I'll just eat in the library.

I cannot believe him, that bastard. You know what, I'm gonna go give him a taste of his own medicine.

I march to the caffeteria and grab a glass of ice cold water, walk to where Four is and dump the water right on top of his head. Then say:

"Don't you EVER come by my house again, d-don't text me ever again! OH! And don't ever try to kiss me ever again. You low down dirty BASTARD!" I shout. God, that felt good to let out.

"Tris, I-" He starts.

"Save it for your next victim." I say. Then I walk out, and go to the bathroom.

I go into the biggest stall, and break down into tears.

[Tris is at home now & it's 5:00 pm]

Life sucks ya' know? I just don't understand it. How is it that you have people who live in mansions, with loads of money, plenty of family members, plenty of friends. Then you have the people who aren't millionares, but have people with just enough, and people who love them. And then you have people like me, barely making it with no body who loves them. Lastly you have people with absolutely nothing, no friends, no family, no house, no money.

What's the point in that? Why are some people set up for success, and others set up for failure? I will never und-

Knock knock.

My thoughts get interupted by someone at my door.

I swear if it's Four I'm gonna kick him in his crotch area.

I walk over and open the door and the person that stands in the doorway really suprises me.