Divergent Alpha( a fourtris story)

Tears for love , tears to remember

I knew Four would come find me when he finished all the others because of the way I left , but I wasn't ready to talk about it yet? I needed to piece together my thoughts? I couldn't help but feel like that wasn't just a part of the simulation I felt like it was a forgotten piece of my past or as if it meant something. As I strolled down the stony steps to my hide-out that only Four knew about( he stumbled across it once while I was crying about a really bad break-up no one knew about) I realized how weak I must look, eyes watering, head down, playing with my bracelet, so I straightened up and held my head high. I pulled out my journal and wrote about the familiar things in my simulation so I can come back  and piece it together later.

" You good?," Four asked with concern laced through his voice. 
" I'm fine four," I replied dryly. I hate how weak I must look to him. 
" Tris , I know better then to think when a girl says she's fine she means it. You can show emotion it's only us here," he adds
" your one to talk ," I mumble
" what was that ?," he teases
" nothing ," I reply while resting my head on my knees and curling up into a ball.

Four and I just sat there in a comfortable silence for the next hour. Neither of us daring to break it. I was thankful he was there but at the same time I couldn't help but wonder why? I mean come on , a man of wax such as himself needs not bother hanging around a mess like me. He was cute , brave, mysterious, and kind. Every girl and even some dudes couldn't help but swoon over him. Why waste his time checking on me when he could be living his life getting laid by some random girl and drinking all night. I mean, that's what most of the other dudes do🤷🏾‍♀️. Then I thought back to the other day, the look in his face when I pulled that prank. Could I possibly mean something to him other than his best friends pale, small little sister? That's not even possible. 

Besides, I'll find my mate soon , I just have to wait for the next full moon. You see every werewolf has a mate, someone your bonded to for the rest of your life. But you can only find your mate the full moon after their choosing. I can't help but wonder what he's like. But ig I'll just have to wait and see. I hope I'm everything he has ever dreamed of, but i don't know, sure I may seem confident but that's only so I don't seem like the type to wallow in self pity. Whoever my mate is I'm sure he's amazing. 

" Tris," Four called gently.

"yes Four?," I asked?

Just then a song called Tears for love, Tears to remember began playing at the tattoo place above us and we were once again consumed in our silence. But what was he going to say?