A/N: Last Chapter For a while :/ Please Comment if you want more!
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When I wake, my hands reflexively search for Tobias's warm body, but it's not there. I stand up and yawn. There's a note on the nightstand.At the Showers. XOXO
~Four
I make my way back to my room, and get changed. I brush my hair and braid it to the side. I walk down the hall, and into the medical ward. I see Peter lying on a cot, all sorts of fluids running through him. Ivory, a nurse touches my shoulder. "We found him near the water fountain. Somebody was pretty angry with him. He's on life support. We don't know if he'll make it through the weekend." I gasp. What did Tobias do to him? I take one last glance at Peter, and dash down the hallway. Was all this really worth his life? I find the door to the shower room, and walk straight in, too preoccupied by the current situation. "Four." I start. "Tris, what the hell are you doing!?" He says through the shower curtian. " I came to talk. About Peter.'' i say. "Well I thought we agreed that we should have more clothes on, around eachother." I roll my eyes. "Oh shut it Four. He's on life support!" The water stops and Tobias's hand reaches out of the shower Grabbing a towel. He puts it around his waist and steps out. The droplets of water Glisten on his skin, and it sends a shiver up my spine. He's so perfect. "Eyes up here beautiful." he smirks. I walk up to him. I have to stand on my tip-toes to kiss him. Usually he leans down. I suddenly realize why I'm here. "He's on life support Tobias...What if he dies?" Tobias doesn't seem concerned at all. "Well, at least he won't try to kill you anymore." He puts one hand on my shoulder, the other keeping his towel secure. He leans in to kiss me, and I put one hand on his mouth. "Get dressed." He smirks, and starts to remove his towel. I give him a glare and he stops. I walk out of the room and wait for him in the hall. When he opens the door he's shirtless but wearing jeans. The water droplets still scatter his chest. He runs his fingers through his hair. "Like what you see Tris?" He teases. Coming out of my daze, I blush, a little embarassed. "Not the point." I retort. He smirks, and grabs my hand as we make our way back to his room.
