Chapter 40-Tris

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"I'm sleeping on the couch tonight." Tobias announces.
"Babe. Sleep with me." I whine.
"Tris, I'm not going to make you feel like that." He points out.
"okay." I mumble lightly.
The bed is cold.and uncomfortable. It takes a very long time to go to bed, but sleep consumes me.

"You want me baby?" Marcus asks as he smacks my ass.
"Yes sir." I lie, because I really don't.
"Good." He pushes into me and I scream. This part of me is only for Tobias. He is the only one who can touch me there, who can kiss me there,who can be in there. It feels unnatural, and terrifying. no. No.NO.

Screams fill my ears as tears stream down my face. It was just a dream. Just a dream. My eyes search for Tobias, but he's nowhere to be found. My husband can't even help me. Tears flow from my eyes. I'm useless. My life sucks at the moment. Tobias won't even kiss me because he thinks he will hurt me.
"TRIS!" he runs in and kneels by my bed.
"Four." I reply, and I flip onto my side, facing away from him.
  "Babe, don't."
  "Go to bed."
  "No, I'm sleeping on the floor to be closer to you"
  "Sleep in the bed, with me. I'll feel safe."
  "Tris, I'm just like that monster. If you wake up to me you'll leave me."
  "No, I wouldn't. You don't even look like Marcus, and you haven't treated me like him ever."
  "I hate myself." He walks off.
  "TOBIAS!" I yell after him, but there is no response. I think about my wedding rings. Marcus threw them into the chasm, and I'm not sure Tobias has noticed yet. The feeling my heart has after we fight is unbearable. Like it would sink, but something stops it.I wait for a couple minutes, then creep into the living room where he's sleeping on the couch. Slowly and carefully I make my way across the room to him, hoping he's asleep, and indeed he is. Trying not to rouse him, I slide next to him. Tobias only winces, but continues to sleep. A weight is being lifted off my shoulders sleeping next to him. My life finally feels safe and secure. Knowing Tobias is with me, sleep takes over

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