Does He Love Me?

Fight

*Edited*

By the time we get home it is almost 2 o'clock; I head up to my room and start to write in my diary. I don't know how much time has passed but I suddenly hear my dad yelling at Caleb. I drop my pen and run down stairs. My dad looks over at me. 

"Tris go back to your room." Dad's voice is cold. 

"No. I wanna know what's going on!" I yell. "Why are you yelling at Caleb?" 

"Tris, not now. Caleb is leaving." 

That felt like a stab in the chest when Dad said that. Caleb is on his way out the door. Caleb can't leave! A tear slips from my face and I run out the door to stop Caleb.

"Caleb don't leave. Please," I say putting my hands on his chest, bawling at this point. 

"Tris, I have no choice. Your dad doesn't want me here," Caleb says, pushing his way past me. I look into the window of my house and see Dad sitting and the table with is face in his hands.

I run after Caleb, and stop him at his car. "Caleb, I need you here! You understand me! You were gonna help me with Dad! Caleb, I love you and you can't leave!" My voice cracks at the end, and I wipe the tears off my face. Caleb gets out to help wipe my tears. 

"Fine. I am taking you with me. Your dad needs to cool off," Caleb says. "I don't care if your dad will get more mad at me for taking you. Tris get in the car."

"What?" 

"You heard me. Four needs to cool off. Get in the car." 

"But --"

"Yeah. Your dad. I know. Now Tris ,I'm leaving with or without you. Choose. I just don't want him to hurt you." Caleb says and goes back into the car, staring at me. I decide to get in the car and Caleb pulls out. He drives into town and gets a hotel room for him to stay tonight. Maybe even me.

We park and Caleb helps me out of his car. We go inside and we sit down. There is a moment of silence. Then Caleb asks me, "Do you really love me?"

"Yes. You have always been there when my dad wasn't," I say, wiping my last tear.

"I didn't know you loved me." Caleb got up and hugged me, me hugging back.I break up the hug when I hear my phone ring. I look and see it's Dad. 

I answer it. "Hello?"

"Tris Skylar Eaton, where are you?" He asks.

"Caleb took me in town. We are at a hotel. Dad I know your mad but please just take some time to cool off," I say. 

He sighs, "Tris. I know you like Caleb but you need to come home. We need to talk." 

"Dad I don't want to come home, I don't want to be near you when your mad." I say. 

There is a brief moment of silence.

"Are you scared of me Tris?" He asks.

I start to cry again. "I'm sorry Dad. W-when you are m-mad like that I am scared. I am a-afraid you are gonna hit me. L-like Marcus d-did to you," I say, stuttering. 

He sighs; it sounds like he is crying. "I would never hit you. No matter how mad I am. I will never do what my father did.

"Tris, please come home." 

"Dad, even if I wanted to Caleb won't drive me, and I want you to stay away from Caleb. I know you never liked him but now you really don't. Maybe just let me stay here for a night. I have my own room here. I am fine. Just for tonight. And if Caleb won't let me come home tomorrow I will walk."

He sighs again. "Fine. Stay safe," He says. 

"I will," I promise. "I love you." 

He hangs up.

He didn't say it back.