Silence || FourTris

Chapter Three

Song for this chapter - Blue Jeans by Lana Del Rey.

"I will love you till the end of time, I would wait a million years."

Tobias.
Tris walks into the door, putting her coat on the rack, sighing.

Our first marriage counseling appointment went well, I guess you could say. No problems occurred, but I could sense noticeable tension. Mrs. Andrews started off with simple questions like, "when were you married?"or, "have you been spending much time together?" Tris was mostly silent, answering shortly for a few of the questions. But hey, I'm not complaining. It's better than getting into a full blown argument.

Mrs. Andrews told us to start small on the rebuilding of our once blossoming relationship. Little things such as, sweet surprises, - not sex - saying 'I love you' on the right occasion, etc. She also told us to with-stain from sex as much as we could. When you have a relationship built off of sex, you will get nowhere. I wouldn't want that for Tris and I. She means too much to me to just let our relationship crumble like that.

"So, any plans?" Tris asks as she takes her shoes off. Her outfit consists of a baby blue silk button down blouse, a pair of black leggings, & tan flats. Casual & collected.

"Well..I was actually thinking we should go on a date tonight. We haven't gone on one in months. And Mrs. Andrews said to start with small things..so.." Tris smiles, and nods her head. I can tell she is thinking to herself. I know her faces, her moods, everything.

"Yeah..yeah, that sounds great. I'll get ready. When are we leaving?"

"Six o'clock."

She then runs up the stairs, and I swear to God, I heard a small squeal come from her mouth. Maybe I haven't lost her yet.

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Tris.

I pull my golden braided hair up into a circle, then pin bobby pins all around the hair style to keep it in place. I'm wearing a small red dress that goes above my knees - mid thigh - that extends lower in the back of the dress, a hi-low. It may appear a little fancy, but this is mine & Tobias' night, and i'm not going to let someone make me feel bad about my outfit because i'm classy.

The dress brings back remnants of many date nights with Tobias. I've worn this many times, & i'm surprised he hasn't gotten bored with the dress, but Tobias usually isn't the type to express his opinion much. I guess some things never change.

Along with the dress, I have a pair of black stilettos to pair with the dress. To some, it might appear as basic or cliché, but I see it as.. following the trend, I guess you could say. Plus, I don't wear heels that often, so why own many pairs when I could just keep the one I love the most?

And now i'm onto my makeup. I glance up at the clock, making sure I have enough time before the date.

3:02 pm. 

I'm obviously overthinking this. I just need to keep calm.

I'm fine. I'll be fine.

Oh God, no I won't be.

I lean my head in my palms, as if that could dissipate these thoughts.

I don't even know why i'm so nervous. We've been on dates before. Hell, we're married.

Maybe it is the lack of communication. Because we've been so many months without full conversations, i'm not ready to talk about all of the fears I have about our relationship.

Yes, that has to be it.

But for now, i'll just keep focusing on my makeup.

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I descend down the stairwell, careful not go too fast or else my hair will come undone. Tobias must be in the living room or the kitchen.

I first walk to the kitchen. I scan the room for any sign of him. Nope, nothing.

I then walk into the living room. He isn't there either.

Oh God.

"Tobias?" I call out, my legs getting shaky. What if someone broke in? What if Tobias is hurt.. or even worse?

"Tobias!" I yell, on the verge of tears. I then feel two muscular arms wrap around my small torso. I scream, screaming for help, not realizing it was only him. He picks me up & spins me around. I bat at his arms, & eventually he sets me down. I spin around, pointing my finger at him.

"What the fuck?! You scared me so much! I thought you were hu-" He then cuts me off my pressing his lips to my forehead & wrapping one arm arm around my waist.

"Shh." Tobias mumbles. My body is no longer stiff, but now i'm relaxed in his arms. There is nothing better than hugging someone taller than you, because you feel protected. "You look stunning." He says as he pulls away from me, his whole face plastered with happiness.

He is dressed in a button down black shirt, & black jeans. His hair has been combed back, & he smells of cologne.

"Are you sure? I've worn this so many times, I-I-"

"And I love it. So keep wearing it. Are you ready?" I nod, blushing, and we walk outside to the car. Tobias opens my door for me like a true gentleman should do.

"To the memories." He says.

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I step onto the polished marble floor of the restaurant, Tobias at my side. The hostess greets us and takes us to our table.

This is a new restaurant in town, so I observe the environment. Fancy, that's for sure. With large fish tanks here & there, & enormous chandeliers that hang about our heads. People watch as we pass by, some smiling & some turning back to their food.

"Delia, your waitress, will be here soon." We smile & nod as she leaves. We sit, in silence. This is exactly what I wanted to avoid.

"Why so quiet?" Tobias asks.

"Tobias.. We need to talk."

"Obviously." I shoot him a glare for his immature comment.

"I-I..I'm scared, Tobias. I'm scared that once I do open up fully to you, you won't want to be with me anymore. And i'm scared that if we do have a baby, you'll change your mind, & leave the baby & I.  I'm scared that we won't work out."

"Tris," He says, grabbing my hand from across the table. "You could tell me anything, & I would still love you. I always will. And.. I love you so much that I wouldn't be able to handle myself without you in my life. As for the baby, I can wait if you really want to. I mean, I really do want one, but you're worth the wait, & my mind won't change. I'll be with you there it all. I love you too much to ever give you up."

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aWaW hOw CUte.

-Jaide.