A Divergent Turn Of Events (Funny Yet Fourtris Fanfiction)

Part 18

Here's part 18, enjoy

Sooooo sorry for not updating sooner, it would have been longer except for the fact I haven't edited this properly so please forgive any mistakes

I really can't believe I have 1k reads, I'm soooo happy. Thanks to all who have been reading and commenting. It means a lot.

In this chapter be sure to look out for the Change in 'POV'S'- don't want you all getting confused now do we?

Well enough from me; on with the show then folks......................have fun!

(WARNING - may contain 'M' rated themes)

{..................Tris's POV..................}

Settling myself back down on the bench I looked at the contents of the bowl interestingly, an evil plan beginning to formulate in my mind.

I glanced towards Uriah and seeing the glint in my eyes, he gulped and returned his focus to his fidgeting hands dancing around underneath the table. Although, not before I noticed him look me up and down and tense up; the poor bastard really was uncomfortable.

"I know your angry babe, but don't you think this is taking it a little too far?" whispered Christina quietly, so only I could hear. If she thinks she was being sly about it; she's wrong. I know exactly what she's trying to do, she's trying to get me to feel guilty and go easy on him seeing as there's no going back now, but I wasn't falling for it.

Today...Uriah will pay.

"No Chris, taking things 'too far' is dying someone's hair blue" I replied, grabbing a chunk of my damp hair and thrusting it in her face. "And then sneaking in on them whilst they are showering and stealing their clothes. Uriah gives just as good as he gets; it's about time he got a taste of his own medicine and then I hope he fucking chokes on it." I spat.

"Okay, whatever you think; I just hope you know the possible consequences of what you're doing" she said, eyebrows raised, whilst taking a bite into a bread roll she had just picked up.

Oh I do...I thought as I began to put my 'master plan' into action. Moving a little to the right hoping no one would notice the minor movement, I shuffled my bottom slightly so that I was now directly in front of Uriah. Luckily he hadn't really been looking in my direction as his eyes were still glued to his hands. He was oblivious as to what was about to happen; even better. Turns out Christina had felt me leave her side as she mouthed what looked something like 'what are you doing?'. I just swatted at her with my hand before gently lifting my leg and......

{..................Uriah's POV..................}

And that's when I felt it...

Something began to slide gently up and down my leg. It was smooth and made the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, I didn't like this feeling; I didn't like it one bit. Gingerly looking down, I could see a foot...a bare one with shiny black nail varnish decorating the dainty toes attached to it. I didn't need to be a detective to know who it belonged to; the only person sat bare foot at this table was Tris.

That being down to the fact that she was the only one dressed half-naked in a towel.

My bad.

Eventually getting the courage to look up and face her, I did a double take as she was now directly in my line of view rather than slightly to the left. When did she get there?

Her eyes were shining like diamonds and her face was trying extremely hard to hide the small smirk that was forming at the corners of her mouth. She knew what she was doing...and so did I.