Chapter 8

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Tris's POV

When I get into Four's car, its just quiet. It is not comfortable silence, its awkward. Want to know why? its what happened when I told the girls about me having anorexia. the boys kept asking me about what the note said and I said and I said the same thing over again: I can't say or I'll be dissed.

Four finally breaks the silence when the silence seems to bug him. "Tris, can you please tell me what you girls where talking about?" "I...I..." Four cuts me off. "I know what you are going to say, 'I can't say, I will be dissed. I don't know if I can trust you.' God damn it Tris!" He slams on the brakes making me lurch forward. The strap of the seatbelt locks and pushes against me and it hurts like he**! When he yelled, it scared the crap out of me that I jumped and might of been noticeable.

"Ow." I say moving the seatbelt and rubbing where it hit. "Stop asking me what is wrong with me. If you want to know so bad I will tell you. Everything is wrong with me! People ignore me because I'm.." I stop myself realizing what I was about to do.

"You're what?"

"I'm anorexic." I whisper looking down not realizing that he didn't hear me. I don't want him to know.

"What?" I look up at him and he looks clueless. "I didn't hear you."

"It'd be better if I didn't say and we get to your house before my mom gets worried and you dad mad." "Are me, Christina, Zeke, Uriah, Marlene, Shauna, and Will still coming to help you guys move in?" I nod. He starts up the car again and we start for his house again.

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