A Different Divergent

~fourty-three~

Chapter 43

I don't know how but I manage to get Tobias into a shirt and down the stairs and onto the couch. In record time, Zeke and Will are pounding on our door. I tell them it's open, and they come bursting into the living room.

"I didn't know he was hurt," I practically scream at them. "There's something wrong with him. They hit his head. His eyes have been like that for at least 10 minutes. Take him to the infirmary, please."

"Tris, you're going to have to stay here. You know you aren't supposed to be walking on that ankle. Take care of yourself, please" Zeke says softly.

I get in his face and say, "I'm coming with you. You can't stop me. Take him. I'll follow you."

"Tris. No," he says firmly. "Think of what he'll do if he finds out I let you just follow us downstairs to the infirmary after an attack that could have been meant for you, too."

"You don't understand, Zeke," I say, fire running through my veins. "If something happens ... I need to be there."

"Fine. Get your crutches. I'm texting Shauna and Christina to meet us and walk the rest of the way with you." I go up the stairs and retrieve my crutches and come back down faster than I probably should. I'm half surprised they're still waiting for me. Zeke and Will get Tobias off the couch with some trouble. He's not responding. We leave the apartment and head back down to the Pit. I'm flying behind them on my crutches, barefooted, feeling every little pebble and crack in the stone pathway. Soon Shauna and Christina are with me, and Zeke and Will leave us behind, getting the now unconscious Tobias to the infirmary.

"What happened?" Shauna and Christina ask at the exact same time.

"I really don't know. I finally really lookedat him and realized he was hurt. His eyes were all glazed over. I thought it was because of ..." I don't finish the thought.

"Because of what?" Christina prompts.

"Nothing," I say, a blush coloring my cheeks. Damn blush. She's not going to let this go, not even during this crisis. Why can't I control the blushing?

"Tris? Why are you blushing?" Christina asks.

"We had sex, okay. Then I looked at him and realized something wasn't right." Shauna and Christina don't say anything at my admission. They both know not to mess with me right now.

"He's going to be okay," Shauna says, practically running to keep up with me, and her legs are nearly twice as long as mine.

"He better be," I say under my breath. When I come around the corner into the infirmary, no one is at the intake desk, and Zeke and Will are nowhere to be found. I stand in front of the desk waiting impatiently for someone to appear. Finally Zeke and Will come through the double doors.

"Tris, sit down," Will says, tenderness in his voice. "The doctor will let you know when you can see him. Please think of your ankle. If you hurt it worse, Four will kill all of us."

"Okay," I say. "Thanks, Will, Zeke. I mean it. Thank you." I sit in the uncomfortable waiting room chair for more than 20 minutes when the double doors open, and Dr. Parrish comes into the waiting room. I swear he must be the only doctor who works down here.

"Tris, can I see you please. I need to ask you some questions," he says. I jump up and follow him.

"I need to know exactly what happened tonight," he says after he brings me into an examination room and lets me sit on the bed.

"Four was pushing me home from Christmas dinner. I had the flu earlier this week and was feeling a bit under the weather so we left a little early. About half way up the path the lights started going out, and he wheeled me down a pitch black hallway and told me to be quiet. All I can say is what I heard. Lots of punches landing. It sounded like something hard hit the wall. Actually, come to think of it, I heard that twice. The second time, it sounded like someone fell. Then I heard a scream that faded when the other guy went over the edge of the path. Four took me into his old apartment and then left. I don't know what happened then. I don't know how long we had been apart when he came and got me. Then he gave Will and Zeke orders to get the unconscious guy to the infirmary and Tori orders to have someone help her get the dead guy here for an autopsy. Then he took me home. We made love, and that's when I noticed the bruise starting on his jawline and some of his other injuries. Then his eyes looked funny. I thought it was just sex related but now I'm not so sure. Is he going to be okay," I say, barely above a whisper.