Tris P.O.V.
I walk downstairs to see Four sitting on the couch with my mom helping his sisters on the table
I walk over to Four.
"What happened to them?"
"I can't tell you, or my dad will kill me." He keeps his eyes trained on the ground.
I walk over to my mom and start putting hydrogen peroxide on their wounds, it starts bubbling an unnatural amount.
Dal starts to move around and then starts screaming,
"TOBIAS HELP ME, PLEASE HELP." She shoots up from sleep and looks me in the eyes.
I look over at Four and I can see pure relief and anger in his eyes. I take Dal upstairs and puck her out a shirt and bring her downstairs.
I set her next to Four and walk away, Daf has woken up and starts to look around. I grab her a plain black T-shirt and pick her up. Four reaches for her and holds Dal and Daf next to him close.
"I'm sorry."
"No don't be sorry, you just saved my sisters. For that thank you"
He picks up his sisters and walks out of my house. I walk over to my mom.
"You should major in nursing." I look at her and shrug my shoulders. I start picking up the bandages and medicine and put them back in the cabinet.
"Why do you think Dal was yelling about a Tobias."
My mom hesitates for a second and walks away. I go into my family room and sit down. Right as I sit down I get a call from Christina. (🌟- Tris, 🌠-Christina)
🌟Hello
🌠Tris get your buttons over to this house now
🌟Why
🌠Because Zeke is having a party tomorrow and you will be going
🌟Okay be over in a minutes
With that I pack a bag write a note for my mom and get into my car.
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Disaster(Under Editing)
FanfictionHigh school is already bad enough, but how bad is it with abuse, destruction, sadness, sickness, and death. Nothing is perfect, but it seems like Tris' life is worse
