Lost + found: sequel to We Are One (divergent fanfic)

Chapter 15- Déjà Vu

Tobias POV

I walk into school. Finally happy to be here for once.

I know it sounds strange. Happy to be in high school still sounds funny in my head too. But I'm just happy to see Tris back. She seems happy too.

That guy she keeps hanging out with. Who she walks to school with seems abit. Well. Off. There's something strange about him and I don't like it. Not one bit.

I walk over to the gang and smile back.

"So where's Tris, lover boy?" Uriah coos. God I want to hit him sometimes.

"I don't know and I'm not in love with her." I lie. Christina just smirks.

"What ever you say." She mutters.

The bell goes for class and they all head towards to the building.

I turn my head towards the gate. A girl with a black hoodie with the hood up.

Tris

She just stands at the gate. She gulps and turns away from the gate. I raise an eyebrow and star to jog towards the gate and after her.

I don't know why,
I just did. I just let my feet move me instead of my head taking control.

"Hey, Tris!" I call as I jog after her. She turns around and just stares at me. 

She stops me in my tracks. She looks down and slips off her hood.

Her eye has a large black bruise over her left eye. Another bruise on her jaw.
A cut lays just above her lip. If that is just her face. Then only God knows what underneath her clothes.

Who's done this to her? Was it her dad?

My jaw drops. I don't have control over it. It drops. She wrinkles her nose at me.

"That's what I thought." She spits and spins on her heel and walks off.

Tris POV

His jaw drops when I take off my hood.

I feel sick. Peter is right. I'm worthless.
There's no point in me. Tobias is wasting his time with me. That's what Lauren says. Nita was there for the hell of it.

His reaction was right for everything they told me yesterday. They were all right.

"That's what I thought." I spit. Probably saying it slightly too harshly because he flinches at my harsh words.

"No I didn't mean it-"

"Yes you did. I'm not worth it! Everyone knows it! Everyone. Stop caring about me! I'll stop caring about you and go! Just leave me alone." I yell making him taking a step back.

He shakes his head but doesn't tell back.

"Ok. I understand." He says and takes a step forward. "But you not worthless." He takes another step forward so he's close to me. "And I can't stop caring about you." He says. He gently lifts his hands and cups my face. He lifts his thumb and runs it just under my eye. I don't look at him the whole time. "Who did this to you?" He whispers.

I lift my hands and take his hands away from my face.

"I-I..." I can't tell him. He'd probably blow up and storm to find Peter and Eric. They would know that I snitched on them. The. They could come back ten times worse. What if I told him not to do anything? That I had the situation sorted? He wouldn't listen. He say ok one minute. Then beat the shit out of them the next. "I can't tell you..." I say and bite my lower lip. I still can't look at him.

"What if they do this again?" He asks. "If it's your Dad, Tris. If he's hurting you again. I'm going to beat the sh-"

"No. It's not my Dad." I say which is partly true. He didn't do this me. Peter and Eric did this too me. But he is still beating me.

Do you know what he said to me when I walked in last night? He was there waiting at the door. He took one look at me and said that his work had already been done for him. He's vile. He's evil and I hate him with every fibre of my being. I hate him.

"Tris, you've got to tell me. Please. We can do something about this. This shouldn't be happening and you know it." He says. I take his hands away from my face.

"I-I ca-can't." I say.

"At least come back to school and see the gang."

"I can't." I say more firmly. He picks his backpack off the floor.

"Fine but I'm coming with you." He says. All I can do is nod and we start to walk off as the school gates shut. I think I'm having déjà vu.