Tris And Four The Bad Assess

why u in my house?

Tris POV

Once we get into my room I'm pushed up against my door. We are full on tounge wrestling right now and I like it. It's the first we have done something like this since rehab. And damn I love this felling. I jump up and wrap my legs around his torso and he holds me up by my butt. His hands roam up my lace crop top I push his hand away and put my hand under his shirt. He gets the hint and pulls back and takes it off.

"OK Missy I'm half undressed now time for you." Four says.

"But babe I don't wanna." I say whining like a 4 year old. He pouts and I laugh. I take off my crop top. I'm left in black ripped shorts a black lacey bra. He's left in jeans. I hop down from his waist and push him from my door. He meets going till he hits the bed frame. He lays down and I straddle his waist. We keep making out untill it's ruined by dumb a.k.a Zeke.

"Six, four you here? I'm coming in there!" He yells. I grone. He comes in and screams like a 4 year old little girl. I mean come on I'm have my boobs covered and my pants are on and four has his pants on so what's the problem? I laugh so hard my rock hard ab's hurt.

"Oh god I didn't want to see that." He says and covers his eyes.

"Zeke you can uncover your eyes were dressed." I say even though were not. He uncovers his eyes. His eyes widen as I still have a bra on. I think something clicks in his mind on who I really am.

"WAIT YOUR THE SIX LIKE AS IN THE BAD ASS SIX THE ONE WITH ROCK HARD ABS MAY I SAY YOU HAVE BETTER ABS THEN ME!!! A 8 PACK!!! GUYS, GUYS COME HERE!!!" Zeke screams! Damn this should be fun Zeke tells me to put on a sports bra and four to put his shirt on. We do that and when we come back out the gang is here.

"OK sooo..... have you about the six getting separated from her twin and getting abused then going all cra cra and with the 8pack. Who has scars all over. And killed her foster parents. Also who got preggo in rehab but the people made her kill it?" Zeke asks. They nod.

"Well I know who it is." He says. "Six would you like to stand up please?" Zeke asks. I nod.
I stand with an 8 pack and scars all over that gasp once they see me.

"Your the six the one who-who-who......." Chris says. They start to back up. Well then nice friends I have right. Four, Zeke, Lynn and Uri stay by my side while they all back up. Now I'm pissed. They shouldn't be scared of me.

"OK NOW IM PISSED!! EVERYONE OUT BUT URI ZEKE, LYNN AND FOUR!!! ALL OF YOU YOU SHOULDN'T BE AFRAID OF ME!!" I YELL while my hair is lit up and flowing. Shit now now my body's on fire. They're just stand there with shocked faces. Oh my god I'm gonna rip someone's head off.

"Guys you need to leave now before you see what she'll do. Believe me I've dating her four 5 years. You need to leave NOWW!" Four says raising his voice at the end. My hair is still lit up UGGGG!! They leave and I sigh. Damn he had to bring it up. UGGG. I grab my knife out of my boot and through it at my wall dead center. I do this multiple times till I run out of  knives. Yes I get it I was pregnant with four's kid, yes they made me kill it but did he really needs to bring it up.

I walk over to the elevator and we all get in I need to tell then some shit that the others will just be scared for their lives. We go down to the basement I tell the to hold on they do. 20 seconds later we are home well I feel like it's my home.

I walk up to dwan Johnston a.k.a the rock. He's my dad.

"Honey, sup how are you? I need you do do an assessment." Dad says. I nod. Four and them keep asking questions and I'm not done telling. So I keep quite.

I walk do the interview room only to see then ones who caused me to go into rehab the ones who I called my parents, the ones I thought I killed.......

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Hey how are you? Do you think I should keep going or stop. Tell me
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