Reunited

Chapter 7

TRIS

After music, we all go our own ways. I'm going to meet Toby at his house later tonight.

I walk back to my locker to get my bag. As I close it, someone grabs my shoulder and pins me against it. It's Nita. She is in my PSHE class and had her eye on Toby for the whole lesson.

"You stay away from my Four," Nita growls at me. "You don't desevre him, I do. He's mine." And before I can say or do anything, the world goes black.

TOBIAS

I hear shouting coming from down the other corridor. I want to ignore it, but for some reason my conscience tells me to go and find out what is going on.

I see Nita stork past me, giving me a grin. I'd know that face anywhere.

I grab her by both shoulders, jolting her a little. "What have you done know, Nita?"

"You will be mine someday, Four. See you around," she says, releasing herself from my grip.

"Not if I see you first," I mumble, and go off to find what damage she has done.

I walk around the corner. Bea was lying out cold on the floor. I run over to her, tears forming in my eyes. I scoop her up in my arms.

Bea came to when we were at the nurse. The nurse checked her over, then told me to drive her home. I carried her out to my car, even though she insisted that she was OK. 

I've got a black convertible Saab. It's a fun ride, but I bet it is nothing compared to Bea's Ferrari.

I open the passenger door, still cradling her in one arm. and place her in. The I walk around to the drivers side.

This was the first time we had together in five years.

"Where do you live?" I ask, starting then engine and pulling out of the parking lot.

"Prodigy Street."

"That's one of the poshest streets in the entire city!" She's rich, but yet my dad is too, being the mayor of this city.

"My mother's business has massively grown over the past months and my dad has just landed himself a new high paid job."

There is a moment of silence between us and then she said it: "Why didn't you tell me that you where moving?" she asks looking at me as if that will help dig the answer out of me. How long can I go on lying to her, keeping stuff from her. I feel like I am caving in.

I decide to play safe and say little. "Honestly, my father didn't tell me we were moving to America, until I got home that night. I didn't even know we were moving." It pains me to call Marcus my father, but I don't know if I can let Bea know so much about me yet.

"Why? What kind of father would do that?" A selfish, abusive one, but I can't say that. "You had a life Tobias, and he took it all away from you." The only life I had back then was her, nothing else was worth living for. I glance sideways at her with a face full of sorrow. I know it damaged her as well. She takes my free hand and squeezes it. "At least we have each other now."

[A/N Very short, SORRY! Love ya Panseycakes. Be BRAVE! <4]