The sunlight is starting to stream through the window of my completely off the hook room. This isn't a moment like the movies where the girl wakes up on her back with her hair spread around her perfectly and the covers don't even have a wrinkle in them. She wakes up and gets out of bed already looking better then I do after I get ready for the day. No, I wake up to the feeling of something cold and wet on my cheek. Am I drooling? I hear a knock on the door.
"Huh," I mumble hopeful loud enough that they can hear me.
The door opens and from what I can see in my hazy vision Aiden is peaking his head around the door. I don't make any effort to move I just glare at him the drool still on my cheek and pillow.
"Well, that's attractive." He says his eyebrows raised in amusement and trying to hold back a laugh.
I roll my eyes still not willing to get out of the warm covers. "Once you're done laughing would you like to explain why you have decided to wake my up at this forbidden hour."
"Well you see T, it's Tuesday and on Tuesdays, there is something called School that we have to go to." He explains like he is talking to a two-year-old.
"It's also called Taco Tuesday but nobody seems to care about that anymore, so why should we go to this school thing you speak of?" I ask playing along.
This time a real smile breaks out on his face and he chuckles. "Because there is someone you need to talk to today." He says his face becoming serious
Four. He seems to be able to even ruin my mornings, doesn't he?
<>Time lapse to school<>
"I am not related to baboons T!" Mason yells at me the moment we walk through the high school doors. I can't hold back my laughter at all the incredulous looks he gets. I look up at Mason who is glaring at me, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. That just makes me laugh harder. Once I stop laughing enough to walk, we head toward our first period. Before we get there, Aiden grabs my hand and pulls me back.
"You still have to talk to him, T."
"I know okay, I know. Can't I just wait until schools over?"
"Talk to him at lunch, get it over with."
"But I want to eat food at lunch," I complain "And I'm pretty sure that whatever we talk about won't make me want to eat."
He rolls his eyes, his lips twitching upwards. "Why do you have to be so unbelievably stubborn at times T?"
I smirk, "So that I don't have to do things that I don't want to."
"Well your not getting out of it this time, please just talk to him then you can move on."
I cross my arms, "Fine."
<>DURING LUNCH<>
I know that this has to happen in order to put the past in the past but that doesn't change the fact that this conversation is going to be extremely awkward. Before we even get into the cafeteria I am shoving food in my mouth because I know this is the only time I will get to eat.
"I knew you had a big mouth T, but that's just unnatural," Mason says, looking at me with wide eyes and mouth open.
I give him a death glare, although it doesn't have quite the effect I want since my face is still stuffed with a muffin, and he ends up laughing at me. I want to throw part it at him and get it all over in his beloved hair, but I can't to that to the precious muffin. It didn't do anything, but give me happiness. After I start debating what is more important; my honor or the muffin, I see him. Aiden, Charley, and Mason all seem to notice my attention elsewhere. Aiden places a hand on my shoulder rubbing it reassuringly. I take a deep breath, nod my head, and walk straight towards him.
I get close enough to see who he is sitting with. Marlene is draped across his body. Zeke is on his other side talking to Will and Christina who are holding hands. A small smile forms on my face as I see how happy they look. Uriah is talking to Shauna. Probably asking her for her cake. I keep approaching although my heart is doing freaking gymnastics inside my chest.
When I get close enough for them to notice me, Christina notices me first and gives me a small smile. From there it's like a chain reaction, Will notices Christina's attention on me which causes Zeke to look in my direction, and well you get the picture.
"Four," I say my voice surprisingly stronger than I thought it would be. He turns to look at me and I swear I'm about to throw up from my nerves. "Can I talk to you please, alone?" I asked glancing at the group. He visibly swallows making the muscles in his neck flex. Focus Tris, focus. I try to clear my head but its getting kind of hard when everyone at the table except for Four and Marlene is looking at me with pity. I hate it, hate it so so much.
"Yeah," He breaths, starting to stand up. Marlene grabs his hand, but he just pulls away and gives her a look. She huffs but turns back to the table.
We walk out into the hallway and find a somewhat quiet place to talk. Before any words are spoken I cross my arms and glare him in the eyes, making sure he knows how mad I still am at him. I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how fast and hard my heart is beating right now. It sounds like a tsunami on steroids. He looks down and it shocks me. The shame and remorse on his face are enough to make anyone take a step back.
"Look, we need to get over whatever is going on between us. The tension is distracting and unwanted. I don't know why you did what you did. I don't know why you hate me so much or what I ever did to you, but it happened and we can't change that but I need some closure so that I can forgive you and move on."
He nods his head, "What I did to you is not in any way your fault Tris. I was being a selfish jerk. I care about you, Tris. I know you don't trust or believe me, and I don't expect you to. In fact, after you hear my explanation you will probably hate me even more but here it goes. After I found out what your father was doing to you I started to get very protective of you, I spent almost all of my free time with you which made Marlene worried that I was cheating on her with you. I tried my best to explain to her that nothing was going on, but she has this unexplainable hold over me. I ended up promising that I wouldn't spend time with you anymore. After that, it got so painful to see you so upset and hurt, and the fact that part of your pain was because of me. It was unbearable I thought that it would be best for both of us if you started a new life without me, somewhere else. From the looks of it, you seem to have found a really good family. I'm so sorry Tris, what I did wasn't handled well at all. I understand if you never want talk to me ever again. If I were you, I probably wouldn't."
I just stand there.
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