Resurgent: A Divergent Fanfiction

Chapter 17

Tris POV

I wake up to the buzzing of my alarm, and shower. Then I head down to the Pit. It's 6:45.

Things for me and Four are either gonna go horrid or fantastic today.

Down in the cafeteria Four is already there, eating breakfast. He wears a tee, and tge Dauntless flames of his tattoo are clearly visible.

I sit by him, but leave a good few feet between us and grab a muffin.

"Hey." He says quietly.

I raise my eyebrows in acknowledgement of his greet, and instead I focus my eyes on my muffin, admiring the imperfections, dents, and disformations.

Four says again, "I took the day off for you."

I grunt.

"I was thinking we take a stroll into the city. Take a little break from Dauntless." He says.

I turn to him, still angry from yesterday. And he acts like its 'nothing'

" What makes you think I'll go? Since you don't believe anything I say anymore." I snort.

"Well I still am unconvinced that all that drama can get caused from your supposedly ear slip up, if you get what I'm saying." He says.

"Look, I haven't lied to you once since I died." He flinches slightly at the word, "How are we even going to keep a relationship going if you don't trust anything I say. I admit I've had a few slips in the past years, but seriously the past is in the freaking past and you need to let it go!"

"I have. So many times I've forgiven you, don't you acknowledge that too?"

"Fine let me guess, you're going to Erudite headquarters and getting some divergent cooperant truth serum?" I am almost to yelling again. "If that's the case then I'm not going. It's not like I trust my family exactly from all that's happened in the past. If I even still have any. "

He looks hurt, and I've definitely hit a spot there too. He opens his mouth and I know it's either gonna mend or end.

"I admit I've said some pretty fraud lies, but I promise you my life that I am honest on this one. Will seeing me dead again mend all the fights?" I challenge a bit too harshly.

Out of the corner of my eye I see Andrew look up. He sits alone and by the look on his face he heard my entire sentence. Shoot.

I feel a burst of needly prickles in my neck. Dang it not this again.

Four gets up, and half drags half carries me into his room.

He pushes me against the wall, and forces my chin up into his eyes.

"I wasn't planning on going to Erudite, just a little stroll. I wanted to show you something." His voice sends chills down my back.

He sighs, "I don't want to see you close to dead, ever Tris. And I'm sorry for misjudging you."

I close my eyes and inhale deeply. Mostly in relief

"Hey, look at me." He whispers gently.

"I think our fights are always from 'dishonesty' or impatience. We both need to work on one of the two." I whisper and open my eyes.

"Yeah, but we can mend each other." He caresses my cheek. "So will you come with me today? For our second date?"

"Of course." I whisper and stand up to my tiptoes to kiss him.

It is gentle, and resolving, he smiles and picks me up against the wall and I wrap my legs around his hips. Sometimes there's perks to being short.