Divergent : Tris Pedrad

Chapter 22

My mom left soon after this, claiming she had an emergent case. I just laid in bed for hours and hours with my door locked. At least 5 different people had come to my door but I didn't unlock it. I couldn't shake the fact that my own mother thinks I deserved to have gotten beat up so badly I needed surgery. She hated me. She couldn't care less how I felt. I pulled my blanket around me and sniffles. This was the perfect way to spend my Saturday. Laying in my bed, lonely and sad. I reached for my phone. 16 messages. I sighed and unlocked my phone. 5 from four. 7 from Zeke and Uriah. 4 from Marlene and Chris. I sighed and looked at Fours.

-Hey Tris, text me ASAP

- please answer me tris

-I miss you

-I'm coming over as soon as you want me to

-I love you

That was all from him. I hesitantly texted back.

You can come over

A few moments passed and I set my phone down. Then it rang. I grabbed it and clicked the answer button.
"Hey," I said in a soft voice.

"I'm on my way," he said, his voice full of worry.

"I love you," I said quietly into the phone, my voice cracking a bit.

"I love you more. I am almost there," he said, before the line went dead.

I waited for a few long minute before I pulled myself out of bed and down the stairs. The front door clicked open and Four emerged, his dark brows furrowed in worry. I walked to him and immediately pulled his lips to mine for a few long moments. We broke apart and I pulled myself into his chest. His hands pulled me tightly to him and he kissed the top of my head. "I love you tris," he mumbled into my hair.

"I love you too," I said into his shoulder.

"Keep it PG!!!" I heard Ezi yell.

I rolled my eyes. "Are you okay?" He asked me warily.

"I'm fine," I said grabbing his hand. We made our way to the couch and sat down together, my head resting on him.

"Tris, none of this was your fault. Don't let anyone tell you it was," Four said.

I nodded and snuggled closer to him.

I pulled up to school. Completely unprepared for a day of leaning. I internally groaned and got out of my car, sighing. I swung my backpack around and put it on before marching into the school. I made my way to my locker before pulling it open and grabbing some books. A hand slammed into the locker beside me and I jumped, shutting my own in surprise. I glanced over to see Lauren and a couple of hoes accompanying her. "What?" I asked, not wanting to deal with her today.

"Aw, is the little blonde slut not happy to see me?" She asked, a hand over her heart in mock sadness.

"How am I a slut? Have you met yourself?" I asked, laughing.

"You should shut your mouth before I shut it for you," Lauren growled.

"Then do it Lauren. 'Shut my mouth'. I dare you to even try it," I said smirking.

She swung her arm out and I caught it, twisting it harshly.

"Let me go!!!" She shrieked in pain.

I released her immediately and crossed my arms. "I don't have time for you Lauren," I snapped.

"At least my own mom loves me and my daddy isn't dead," she said.

I froze . Who the hell told her about my mom. Don't worry, no one told me anything. I was just able to connect the pieces. Mommy's never around. She wasn't even at the hospital with you, at least that's what everyone who visited you said. She doesn't care about you, does she? And daddy, aw poor daddy is 10 feet below. He probably prefers it there then with you. That explains a lot, that's why you have issues. I don't understand what four sees in you," she said laughing.

"What the fuck Lauren?" I heard someone yell.

"Take it back you bitch," I growled, tears in my eyes.

"Or what, you'll punch me? You already did that," She exclaimed.

The whole hall was watching, including My brothers at the end.

I kept my head down and shoved her, walking past her. I couldn't stop the tears that flooded my face and once I was out of the school, I sprinted to my car. "Tris!" I heard some voices yell behind me but I got into my car and drove away.

I arrived, stepping out of my car, the flowers clutched in my hand. Tears came to my eyes as the cold bit at my nose. I pulled my hood up and walked towards it. I slid to my knees and set the flowers down. Then, the tears came. "Dad....." I cried, setting my hand against the grave.

"Daddy, I need you......." I sobbed.

"N-no one cares...... I-I don't even w-want to live!" I cried, slamming my fist against the graves plaque.

"I-I want to see you dad. I want to hug you. I want to wear your warm sweaters like I used to. Daddy, I CANT DO IT ANYMORE!" I cried, the tears flowing non stop.

"Z-Zeke and U-Uriah h-have held me tog-together..... I don't think I can do this anymore. I need my dad," I said, wiping my face.

I laid my head against the stone and cried, my tears dripping into the dirt below. I sat here for a while, telling him about mom, about everything that's happened to me, about Uriah, about Zeke.
After a while I began to feel extremely cold and the sun seemed to be setting. I frowned, burrowing my brow. How long had I been out here. I glanced at my phone. Holy shit. It was 6:15. I had about 15 missed messages and 5 missed calls.

"Shit!" I said, sprinting to my car and hopping in.

Zeke is gonna kill me.