Running Blind

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TRIS POV
I ran into him. I literally ran into him.
The tears on my face are starting to dry. I hear Aiden say something but all that I am thinking about now is the man standing above me holding his hand out. I take it hesitantly it's large and warm just the way I remember.
I shoot back into reality and remember that I hate this man. He is stupid and self-centered, and never even gave me a reason as to why he sent me away, not one single word.

I hear running footsteps halt behind me they are sniggering until they see who is in front of me. "Sorry." I say quickly, I sharply turn on my heel and walk to Aiden who has also gone somber. I take his hand and walk out the door. Before he can even say a word.

<>FOUR'S POV<>

Her cheeks are wet with tears but her face is serious. Her face dropped the moment she saw me. It hurt. More than it should. I'm with Marlene I shouldn't care whether Tris likes me or not. I mean she shouldn't like me she should hate me because of what I did to her, I hate me too. Her friend says something which knocks me out of my faze and I hold out a hand to her. She takes it never breaking eye contact with me. But her hand it's so small and soft I don't want to let go but I have to. There were a couple other guys right behind her also laughing I don't know who they are but I feel like punching them when they see me and stop laughing. She immediately runs to the other guy who was in front of her, grabs his hand and runs out the door.
I stare at where they were a couple minutes ago. She grabbed his hand. Are they more than just friends. They were laughing and holding hands which means that they are either close friends or more than that. A tight knot forms in my gut. She's moved on made new friends I should be happy for her. Then why am I feeling this way, I know it isn't happiness. In fact I really want to go tell that boy holding her hand to stay the hell away from her. I start to run after her but Marlene grabs my hand before I can take a step.

"Tris is a bad influence for you sweetheart. She is a trouble maker who doesn't care about you or me or anyone else. She will use you then make you look like the bad guy again. Ever since we meet her was rude to everyone. Then when she joined our group everyone started to like and accept her then she went and betrayed us which made you miserable and no fun to be around. Just stay away it better for everyone involved."

"Ok." I say. How does she keep manipulating me I know she is wrong about Tris but you don't say the truth about the circumstances leading to Tris's departure. I'm such a coward.

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TRIS POV
I am in front of Aiden now, running blindly just trying to get away from him. I run until I get pulled to a stop from behind. Aiden came to a stop. I tug on his hand but he doesn't budge.
"You gotta go back and talk to him, Tris. As much as I dislike him for the way he treated you. You're not going to be able to focus in high school or dauntless if you keep hating and ignoring for him. You don't have to like him but at lest move on." Aiden consoles.
I look back at Mason and Charley who both nod their head, faces sad. I look back at Aiden who's face is kind and understanding. I walk towards him and he opens his arms. I wrap mine around him and he does the same. Man he smells good. I feel a couple more pair of arms wrap around me, signaling Mason and Charley joining the hug. Aiden rests his head on mine and relax a bit more into the hug. It nice to have people care about you.
"Hold on," I say suddenly muffled by the group of people around me. I pull back and look up at Aiden. "Weren't you going to take me somewhere?"
"Yeah, but it can wait you've had a big day, and look tired. We'll go home." He says gesturing to Mason and Charley. We walk back to the car and hop in. I guess I'll talk to Four tomorrow then.

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Hey guys made this chap a little longer hope you liked it.
I'M STARTING TO LIKE AIDEN BETTER :/ HOW ABOUT YOU.

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