Divergent No war... Yet.

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Warning: language and action...if you know what I mean ;)

Four's POV

Three days. Three freaking days since Tris left to Amity. Three freaking days since everything I do is watch the screens at the control room and eat.

After four hours of meaningless work I finally can't stand it. I shoot out of the seat, not being able to resist this routine anymore, earning a glare from a few workers and a questioning glance from Zeke.

- What's up, man? - He asks with concern. My face must be showing my frustration.

- Let's go eat something - I suggest, grabbing my jacket and walking out the control room, not waiting to see if Zeke os following me or not. I jog my wait to the dinning hall with Zeke on my heels.

We loudly burst through the doors. The room is in its full capacity but my eyes are trained on the petit girl sitting at our table. The girl I would die for. My beautiful girlfriend who should be in Amity.

- Tris? - I question once I am standing near our table.

- Hey - She greets, her voice thick with an unreadable emotion. She seems almost upset.

- What are you doing here? - She rolls her eyes in annoyance and I know that isn't the question she was expecting from me. - Not that I don't want you here - I hurriedly try to fix it. She just shakes her head but a small smile make her ways into her face. I surround her in my arms and give her a quick peck on the cheek, because if I kiss her lips, I won't stop there.

- But seriously, Tris - Lynn says grabbing our attention. She barely talks! - Weren't you supposed to be at Amity?

I feel Tris tense up under my arms and I look at her with worry. She mumbles something that nobody, not even me, can understand.

- What? - Christina asks.

- They kicked me out! - She shouts, glaring at the untouched food in front of her. Silence falls upon us, thebln it is broken by the loud laughter of everyone. I am trying to stifle my own but it seems impossible.

Tris face starts becoming redder and redder until I think I see steam coming out of her ears.

- Stop - She demands, with a serious expression that only makes everybody laugh harder.

- Why...did they...kick you...out! - Marlene manages to says - They are freaking hippies! did you stole they weedy bread!? - everyone laughs at this. I just keep my Four face on but it is so damn hard!

- Because I kicked peter's sorry ass - Tris spits, standing up from her chair and waltzing out of the room. Everybody laughs it off except for Will, Christina, Uriah and me, the only ones who knows what that could have meant for Tris. I stand up and run after Tris, hoping that she can forgive us all.

I make my way to her aparrment and catch my breath before using the spare key to go in.

- Tris? - I tentatively ask. I hear sobs coming from her bedroom and I follow the sound that is breaking my soul. I crack the door open to find Tris sitting on the floor, hugging herself tight. Her eyes were swollen and red, but she was no longer crying. Her chest raises everytime a hiccup escapes her mouth.

- Oh, Tris - I cry. She just blankly stares at me. I kneel down beside her and hug her tightly.

- He said to me that I deserved everything - She chokes out. I just hold her close.

- He is wrong - Is all I say. I am not goo at comforting people since I never had no one to do it for me. Sometimes I think Tris deserves better than me, someone to comfort her and help her. But she chose me and I am not going to make her change her mind, I love her too much and I am way too selfish.

- I love you - She whispers. I whisper it back and delicately place my lips upon hers. She moves her lips against mine with unexpected passion which I quickly return.

Her arms surround my neck and mine are circled aroung her waist. I draw back just to stand up with Tris still caged in my arms and we fall to the bed. I hungrily kiss her again and soon it becomes more agressive. She grabs the hem of my shirt and in one swift motion I take it off. Her hands roam my bare chest as my lips explore her jaw, neck and collarbone again and again. I tug on her shirt and slowly ride it up. She takes it off and for a moment I am mesmerized by the sight of Tris in a black lacy bra. I bring her lips to mine with one hand while the other roams freely through her body.

I straddle her, being caferul not put my whole weight on her. My hand travels up, from her hip to her waist until it skims over her bra. Tris tenses up under me and start leaving buttlerfly kisses over her neck, she quickly relaxes and I decide to test my luck. I catch her mouth again in mine and my hand positions itself on her chest, cupping her breast. I gently squeeze it and Tris lets out a gasp. I keep it there as Tris hungrly returns my kiss, her hands trailing my abs. I shiver and massage her breast over her bra. I let my hand slide under her and in one quick move I turns us around so she is on top, now she is the one straddling me.

I suck at her neck and bite. I am sure she will punch me in the face later but it is worthy. Her hair falls over my head, making a curtain of blonde threads but I don't mind. My hands are exploring her way up to her neck but they stop when they find her bra clasp. I slide my thumbs under it and I am about to take it off when Tris pushes herself off me, landing on the edge of the bed.

We are both breathinf heavy, Tris with a slight tremble.

- I am sorry - I breath out, but I don't know if I mean it. On one side, this the furthest we have gone and I enjoyed it...a lot. But on the other side, Tris just fought the guy who beat her and...sexually abused her, I shouldn't have pushed her like that, not now.

- I am not ready - Her voice trembles and her eyes fill with tears again. I scoot her up in my arms, heat radiating from where our bare upper halves touch.

- I understand - And I do, but that doesn't mean I don't want her, but I respect her and will wait for her. I would wait a thousand years for her.

Because she's worth it.

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So I've beeb really sad causa I've got like 0 friends and my party is tomorrow but I don't feel like going to my own party XD

Sorry if I don't update in a week. I already started next chapter but inspiration won't come to me.

See ya.