Chapter 8

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Tobias POV

I awake to the sound of glass shattering. I bolt up from the bed, looking around for the sound.

"Zeke? Uriah?" silence.

I grab my shoes and quickly put them on as I grab my gun. Silently I make my way to the door, and slowly open it. For some unknown reason I find myself making my way towards Tris' room. I know it is just nerves, she will be sleeping just peacefully and I will just smile and close the door as to not wake her.

I open the door to her room, her bed is empty her window is broken. I turn on the light, and raise my gun. Empty. I race to the window and look out, nothing.

"Tris?" I whisper shout. Silence. I walk to the closet, I open the door "Tris?" I whisper.

"To...Tobias?" the faintest whisper. A sigh of relief escapes me, and I silently thank god. I can't help think of that night I lost my parents. I quickly put the gun back into my waistband and reach towards her voice though I can't see her, I feel her soft touch and her wave of electricity as her hand holds onto mine. I wonder if she feels it too. I pull her towards me and she falls into my embrace, I kiss her forehead, checks, the tip of her nose and finally her lips. Her hands wrap around my neck as I pull her up back into a standing position. Lifting her off the ground and carrying her back to my room. I place her onto the bed and wrap her into the sheets.

"I'll be right back, I am going to go get the guards to look around outside." She nods.

I kiss her once more and turn to walk out the door when she gasps. It is then I realize I never put a shirt on, only family has seen my back.

"I'll explain when I return." I walk out the door without turning around closing it gently, and run down to the guard tower. I get a few of them to check the outside area and a few to check out Tris' room as well to figure out what broke the glass. Once done I run back to the room and see Tris sleeping peacefully, her face is gentle and smooth her lips slightly parted. I sigh, at least she is safe. I walk over to her and kiss her forehead, move a piece of her blonde hair away from her eyes, grab a pillow off the bed and a sheet and decide to lay on the floor. I fall asleep quickly, dreaming of Tris safe in my arms.

I awake to a scream. I bolt up from the floor. I see Zeke and Uriah and a bucket on the ground. I look over at Tris in my bed soaking wet. I look back at Zeke and Uriah their mouths practically hitting the floor. I can't control the laughter that escapes my mouth. Tris turns her head to look at me fire in her eyes as Zeke and Uriah now noticing I was on the floor. I quickly usher them out of the room. Tris grabs a pillow and throws it at me, making me laugh even harder, that throw was pathetic.

Tris POV

I am sleeping peacefully, dreaming of a life with Tobias, when I feel freezing cold water all over me. I scream and lift the sheets off of me that were coving my face and body. Zeke and Uriah stand above me a bucket clinging as if falls to the floor. Tobias jolts up off the...was he sleeping on the floor? Now I feel bad and I am soaking wet and freezing. I see Tobias ushering out the two princes, laughing the whole time. I glare at him and throw the pillow with all my strength at him. He just laughs harder. Dang, I guess I need to work on getting more muscle. He walks over to the bed putting the pillow back behind me, and places his palm on my check, rubbing small soft circles on my smooth skin. HE is so gentle it is hard to believe he can be so stern.

"How did you sleep" He questions me while kissing my forehead. I sigh, a soft smile forming on my face. It is then I remember everything that happened during the night. I shiver, unsure if it is from the thought or the fact that I am drenched head to toe. Tobias must notice because he quickly removes himself from me and heads to his wardrobe and grabs another black large tunic and brings it to me before turning around. I quickly undress and redress then turn to tell him he can turn around. Instead I just stare at him, slowly walk towards him and hesitantly reach out my hand to touch his scared back. I hear his breath catch at the contact and momentarily I freeze, he relaxes and I find myself tracing more of them. It seems like his whole back has been effected by the onslaught of scars. I want to ask what happened, but am unsure if it is my place to ask. Yes, Tobias shall be my husband but this seems even more personal than that.

"My parents..."

He speaks so softly I stop and walk to his front placing my hands on his chest, staring into his eyes patently waiting for him to continue speaking. He places his hands on top of mine and drags them down his defined abs resting them on his hips.

"My parents were the king and queen before they were murdered in the middle of the night. My mother was just walking out of my room for the night when we heard the yelling. She had quickly run back into my room closing the door and trying to barricade it to keep us safe. She had me hid under my bed while she was in the closet. There was a loud bang on the door and then I felt the bed shift above me, like someone knew I would be there hiding under it, and they grabbed me by my hair dragging me out in front of him. I don't know who is was but I will always remember his face. He removed his belt still holding me in the process and began to beat me on the back with his belt, telling me that everything that happens from that moment on was my fault. I was screaming in pain I lost count after the 20th lash. That is I guess when my mother couldn't take hearing my cries anymore and emerged from the closet. The man stopped almost instantly when he saw her. The last thing I remember from that night before something hit me in the back of my head was the scream of my mother. When I awoke I was in my Uncle Max's house and everything had changed."

I stand there eyes wide my mouth slightly opened as I stare at him in awe. He is so strong and brave and I realize how much I have actually fallen for him.

"Thank you" I hear Tobias choke out wrapping his hands around my waist bringing himself as close to me as he can.

"For what?" I question just as softly.

"For you, you're not looking at me like I'm a kicked puppy or something."

"Well you're not." I interrupt him.

He looks down at me and leans down to kiss me. My hand move around his neck and his pull me closer still to his chest, as if trying to make us into one person. When he pulls away I am breathless.

"I've never told anyone what happened that day."

"Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me." He kisses my check and pulls on a shirt, takes my hand and we start walking towards the dining hall, fingers interlaced.


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