Chapter 4

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Tris POV

I slowly open my eyes thinking if I open them too fast, I'll blind myself. I immediately knew that I'm in a hospital because of the smell. They just have this weird, uncomfortable, smell. I opens eyes ever so carefully and scan the room looking for anything familiar. My eyes land on Four. He's standing with his back to me. His hands are in his pockets and he's, gazing at the scene outside the window.

"F-four?" I say. My voice is a bit scratchy and my throat is sore. He turns, a little startled, but his face lightens up when he sees me.

"Tris! I thought you'd never wake up!" He says coming towards me and embracing me into a hug.

"Way to keep your spirits up." I say sarcastically. He pulls back and gives me a funny look. I laugh.

"How long have I been out?" I ask.

"A day and a half." He says glancing at the clock hung up on the wall beside the big window. My eyes widen.

"I wasted a day and a half sleeping?!!!" I say raising my voice.

"So did I." He says half smiling.

"Huh?" I ask confused.

"I've been here for that day and a half. I haven't left this room. So whatever fun we missed, we missed together." He says, his smile growing bigger. I feel a smile grow on my face. I sit up and wrap my arms around his neck. It hurts, but I really don't care.

"I love you, Tobias." I say. He wraps his arms around me, holding me tight.

"I love you too Beatrice." He says. I pull back and give him a look.

"What?" He asks chuckling.

"Don't. Call. Me. Beatrice." I say. He laughs and kisses my forehead. I burry my face in his shirt and take a deep breathe. I wonder if he was telling the truth and he really did stay. Hmm.

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