Bad Blue Woebegone (Fourtris AU)

[4]

"I only have one bedroom. I'll take the couch tonight." I tell her, shutting the door and locking the multiple locks.

She ignores my request, "I don't know how to thank you." Her pain filled expression is all too familiar, and I try to suppress the shudder thar wants to rack my body.

"I don't have a TV, I might have a board game though." I shrug, putting my favorite kettle on the weak burner for tea. "I should have bought some food while we were out. We'll have to go back later today." I think I had ten dollars to spare. At least enough for some frozen pizzas or something.

"I feel like I'm a burden." She whispers.

"Not a burden, just unexpected." I show her a tiny smile.

I dig in my single closet for the torn up Monopoly and extra bedding to put on the floor so we can play. I don't think I can remember the last time I've ever done something like this.

××××

After spending a day with pixie, she finally asks that dreaded question. "The guy who gave me the card. What do you think I should do?"

"It's not my decision to make. I will tell you that you can stay here as long as you'd like." I finish folding my bedding from the couch and place in the corner for tonight.

After a moment of silence, she huffs, "You act and speak way older then you are."

"I've been through a lot." I shrug casually, trying to refrain from spilling all of my secrets.

"I want to go to that guys house. Check it out, see if it's legit. Maybe meet some of the people. I think it will be good for me."

"Call him tonight, and go tomorrow. All of your things are being delivered here on Thursday. If you decide to stay there, just have them move your stuff to their house."

"Will you go with me?" She pouts slightly, pleading with wide eyes.

"That number guy did not like me too well. I don't think I'd be welcome."

"You're so negative." She crosses her arms, picking up her cell phone and pulling the card from a drawer in kitchen.

××××

"Tris, I'm scared," She sobs into my neck. "I loved the people at Four's home and I love the idea of getting better, but I don't know them." Her tears soak my shirt as I run my fingers through her short hair.

"Christina, fear is always going to be there. You know you'll be happy there, and I'll beat their asses if they're mean to you. You can't let fear control you."

She nods against me, "I'm going to have them ship my stuff over there, but I want to stay with you until I'm some what healed."

"Okay," I tell her, shooing her off to bed. "You'll be happier there anyway," I murmur to myself as she disappears from my line of vision.

We went to visit Four's home today. Christina clicked with everybody, especially a boy with celery green eyes. I think she is just afraid of offending me.