fourtris oneshots

heartbreak pt. 2

this is somewhat inspired by Carrie Underwood's song "Last Name" but other than like one thing, not at all.

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Cold air brushed against her bare chest as she slipped back into consciousness. The smooth and white sheets brushed against her legs, which were naked also. As she turned onto her back, Tris came to the realization that her whole body was naked.

She sat up fast, her grey eyes wide. But, the bright light leaking in through the large windows to her right made her cringe back in pain. A groan slipped through her lips and she laid back down on the bed, this time on her left side. There was a faint pain between her legs and she was ready to cry. Whatever she did last night, it hadn't been her first time. Her first time had been in high school, when she was junior and her boyfriend was a senior. Tris always wished for that time back, if only it didn't end with him sleeping with someone else. Her best friend.

But she was not a virgin.

That was the one thing that actually gave her relief.

She strained her mind to recall what happened in the previous night, but nothing came to mind. It all just gave her an even bigger headache. There was no one else in the room and the fact that her one night stand had left--

The door opened quietly. The man who walked inside held his head down but as soon as the door was closed behind him, he looked up.

And Tris's jaw dropped.

His dark blue eyes twinkled faintly and he walked slowly to the bed, but sat at the end. There were two plastic cups of coffee on his hands and he held out one while he pressed the other one to his mouth.

"Coffee?" He asked, wincing as he smiled slowly.

Tris sat up, pulling up the sheet to cover her chest. Her heart rate picked up. "Please don't tell me you took advantage of me."

He flinched back with a look of pure disbelief on his face. "Took advantage of you? What kind of a guy do you think I am?" He laughed and reached forward, placing the hot coffee on the side table. "God, Tris, I was drunk also."

As he moved closer, Tris jumped back. "God, Tobias, do you always use the excuse of being drunk when sex is involved?"

He stood up from the bed, the calm mood that he was trying to keep gone. "When I cheated on you, I was drunk. You know that."

"Do I?" She looked to the floor to check where her clothes were and then looked back to Tobias. "To me it just always seemed like you meant to sleep with Christina."

"Even if you hate me now, you're stuck with me."

Her face paled. Tris stared at him for a moment before she swallowed the fear that built up in her throat. "What do you mean."

"Have you not felt the diamond ring sitting on your left hand?"

At a fast pace, Tris exchanged the hand that was holding up the sheet covering her chest and then displayed her hand in front of her face. Her chest was moving fast up and down as she slowly uncovered the truth.