"Wait... What was that? I thought she didn't remember anything? Why did she keep kissing Four?" I hear Christina mumble loud enough that I could hear.
"Yea she doesn't, but anyone with eyes would of course kiss Four back! I mean like look at him! He has the looks of a god!!" Uriah exclaims.
The boy... I'm guessing his name is Four pulls away from me finally.
What kind of name is Four? Like the number? Wait of course like the number, what other type of four is there dumbass? I don't know, who else do you know with a number for a name? Touché.
Four turns to the group. "What do you mean doesn't remember?" His voice sounds cold and harsh but at the same time caring and soft. How does he do that?
Uriah walks up next to my bed and then gestures to Four. "Tris..."
Uriah begins but I correct him "Beatrice."
He nods. "Beatrice," He continues and looks to me and then Four. "
This is Four. Your... Boyfriend..." He looks to Four and.
WAIT HOLD UP! IM DATING A NUMBER?!?!?! Wow never thought I would say that... Four, apparently my boyfriend, who may I also say is a very good kisser, looks to me.
"Tris...? Don't play with me." He turns to everyone.
"This isn't funny!" He shouts and everyone including me jumps.
"Four..." I say slowly. He snaps his head back to me. "No... you don't call me that... you know what you call me?!" Tears roll down his face. "Dont you...?"
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Remember FourTris
FanfictionMy name is Beatrice Prior. I am 16 years old. Choosing day is tomorrow. I will Chose the rest of my life. Or at least thats what I thought. I woke up in a dauntless hospital bed with people surrounding me that I have no idea who they are. I'm told I...