Divergent : Tris Pedrad

Chapter 23

I pushed open the front door, glancing into the family living room. I walked around the corner to the family room and saw Zeke and Uriah. Worry written all over their faces. I awkwardly cleared my throat and their heads shot up. There hard expressions softened a bit when they saw me. Zeke walked towards me. I half expected him to  yell at me, but he hugged me. His arms enveloped me in his warm grip. I laid my head against his chest. when he released me, Uriah then embraced me. "Where were you?" Zeke asked me, worry in his voice.

I paused, looking at him while chewing my lip hesitantly. "I went to see dad." I told him in a quiet voice.

"I sat with him for hours and told him about everything."

They both were silent. MY eyes began to fill with tears and I forced myself to blink them back. "Tris.......- I'm sorry I wasn't there to stop her," Zeke said.

I shrugged. I really didn't want to talk anymore. "I'm going to head up to bed. I really don't want to even think about her. Goodnight," I said, my voice cold and flat.

Zelda grabbed my arm gently and turned me to face him. "You can talk to me if you need to, you know that right?" He asked, worry etched in his voice.

"Yeah. I know. Its just not a good time right now," I said, offering a tiny smile.

"Okay," he said nodding.

The week had passed quickly and we had our first playoff game today. I fiddled nervously with my sleeve of my jacket until the bell rang. I went home to get my cheer uniform before driving back. I pulled into the parking lot and grabbed my bag before heading inside to the locker room. I set my bag down and sat down on the bench, my head suddenly pounding. I glanced over to the exact locker I used before my attack. A soft drip filled my ears and I whirled around to see the sink, the handle slightly shifted on. I sighed and returned to my spot, pulling off my clothes. I slid on my cold gear and sat back on the bench. I stared at the spot on the floor where I laid in my own blood, where I screamed in pain. Where I begged for them to stop- NO THIS WILL NOT HAUNT YOU ANYMORE! I am done with feeling sorry for myself. I am done with remembering that shit day. I'm done with it all! I forced it all out of my mind before jogging to the boys locker room, feeling like I could actually breathe again. My head was clear and I felt like I could take on anything. My feet tapped against the tiled floor, echoing through the empty room. I pulled open the locker room door to tons of shirtless boys. They all greeted me with wide smiles, which I returned happily. It wasn't really awkward. I'd known these kids far too long to ever have a relationship with, despite their futile attempts. I sat on bench near Zeke and Uriahs locker. They were indulged in a rather inappropriate talk about Marlene and Shauna. I groaned and they glared at me. "Boys locker room Trissy, don't like it, then get out," Uriah teased, a smirk on his face.

"Hey, we like her in here," Jake said, attempting to show off his 6 pack to me.

"Agreed," josh added, a wide smile across his face.

Zeke punched him and I rolled my eyes. "Lucky Four isn't over here, he'd kill you for saying that," Uriah said.

"Where is my star quarter back anyways?" I asked, biting my lip for exaggeration.

"Talking to coach, should be back in soon," Uriah said.

Just then, he walked in, his hair tussled, and his shirt off. I let my mouth fall open at his gorgeousness. I nearly fell off my seat looking at him. "Close that mouth Tris, you'll catch-" Zeke interrupted his dirty joke with a glare and he stopped, bursting into laughter.

Four walked towards us and gave me a dashing smile, his full lips standing out, his cheeks a rose you shade. I felt like I couldn't breathe, he was so gorgeous. "Hey babe," he said, his voice gruff and deep.

He leaned down to kiss me, something I longed for. His lips pressed against me and my heart fluttered. It lasted for not very long and he pulled back, a smile on his lips. He had me starstruck. I'd been dating him for a little while now, but he never fails to catch my breath. Coach opened the door and everyone sat down on the bench, four sitting beside me. I let my thigh rest against his as coach droned on about plays which I memorized in my sleep. "Lets go out there and show those Wolf Hounds that they can't handle the flames!" Coach yelled, his face now a wide smile.

Everyone rose from their spots, chanting and shouted. "LETS GO!" Zeke screamed.

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