Divergent High {IN EDITING}

Chapter 62

Four's POV:

Tris is still asleep. I decide to make her some soup and call our friends. 

"Hello?" Zeke asks.

"Hey. It's Four. Tris is really sick. I was thinking maybe if you guys came over, when she wakes up, it would make her feel better." I say.

"Well...uh...Marlene...she is kinda dissing us and you don't want to hear what she said about Tris and did to Uriah."

"Try me."

"I'm gonna text it to you."

she called Tris a whore and started dating a boy named Ethan-Z

she's a whore-4

no dip Sherlock-Z

whatever just get over here-4

mk-Z

I walk to the kitchen, grab a can of chicken broth, pour it in a pot, boil it, add some vegetables and spices. When I am done, the group knocks on the door. Nope, they didn't. You would think the same thing right? I open the door to Eric.

"Hey Four. I just brought your work along with Tris's. Here." He hands it to me. I smile at him gratefully. The kid seems nice. He return the the smile.

"Well I gotta go." He says and runs home.

"Tobyyyyy!" Tris squeals. I run upstairs to her room.

"What's wrong?!" I say.

"I wanna go to the couch." She squeals again. I stare at her.

"Okay. Let's go." 

She is wrapped in a blanket so I pick her up bridal style.Her face is red. She groans and buries her face in my chest and I stroke her hair. I set her down in the couch and I hear another knock at the door. I open it to see Uriah, Zeke, Christina, Will, Lynn, Peter, and Shauna. They rush to Tris.

"Shh!" I say. They stare at me.

"She is sick and her head is hurting." I say.

"Whoa. When did Four become a mom?" Uriah jokes.

"Ha ha ha." 

I walk to the kitchen and bring Tris some of the broth. She drinks it fast. Then she sets the bowl down.

"Trissy. We are stay right by your side." Christina says.

Then her phone beeps.

"Oh shit." She mumbles.

"What?" Tris asks her.

"Nothing. Just rest. Get some more sleep."

"But all I have done *yawn* is sleep. I don't wanna *yawn* sleep."

"Yes you do."

"No I....No I..." Her voice trails off as she falls asleep. We laugh.

"Pay back is gonna be a freaking bitch for Marlene."

 She shows us a picture on her phone. Its a picture of two lockers. One says 'whore' and the other says 'pathetic.' The lockers belong to Tris and Uriah.

Trs's parents walk in.

"Hello guys. Did you come to see Tris?" Natalie asks.

We nod.

They take her temparature and give her some shot. Her face unreddens and her grip on the blanket relaxes. She breathes easily.

"What is it?" I ask.

"Some new doctor, Ms. Matthew, mad it. To relive fevers. So she will be okay in two days." Andrew says.

I am smile.

When they walk out we plan revenge for Marlene. It is gonna be a bitch. A badass freaking bitch.