Abusive Four

Chap 14

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I wake up with the sun beaming brightly through my half opened blinds and I sit up only to realize I am back on my bed in my room

I get up sighing because now I no longer have someone to help me escape him and then I remember Sam...

The last time I texted him was the night before the beating
After that we lost all source of communication

I go to my small bathroom and wash my face and decided to take a shower considering I was locked in a cell for days

After the steaming hot shower I relax and go downstairs only to realize that their are dirty dishes everywhere

I guess the boy made breakfast for Four today
I shrug and go clean the dishes

While in washing I notice something
Yes, next to the window I witness what seems like an envelope with nothing written on it

I, of course decided to open it
The second I caught a glimpse of it I feel to my knees

I dropped it and gasped in horror
A picture.
With will's body covered in blood somewhere dark
I hold back tears and I look at Will
Eurdite and helped me.
He's Also a father and a husband and I took that away from him

At the back of the picture there was something written and I decided to take a closer look at it
"I suggest you stop trying"
I go to my room tripping over my own feet and hide it in my drawer and take my phone

Yes it was In the drawer
And I didn't bother to use it
My brain doesn't function when I'm being beaten near death ..sorry

With my entire body shaking I check my text messages and feel like a huge wave of disappointment when I notice that I don't have a single text message from Sam but I decide I should text him

Tris: hey

nothing at all..
I sigh and try again but I have no reply

I know I'm procrastinating
I should go and visit Christina but I'm dreading that moment

I go outside and glumly walk while kicking a small dumb pebble
I remember Christina's face when she mentioned Will and I feel bad
No not bad but horrible and the closer I get to the her house the more guilt I feel is consuming me

I ring the door bell only to encounter a red faced Christina

"T-t" she stutters my name before bursting into sobs again
I go over quickly and hug her to comfort her
I notice that her little baby is crying and she isn't paying any attention to him
Between Christina's sobs and her child's sobs I want to sob too and I do

After I get a hold of myself
I look at Christina
My entire brain is telling me I should stay quite and not tell her it's me because our relationship would be broken forever
But another part of me a small tiny part is encouraging me to tell the truth

I choose the first option and stay quite while my best friend is crying till her heart content

"No tris please stay" she says her voice wavering after I suggested that it's time for me to go

I bite my lip hard and think about it
I know I should stay but four would clearly murder me
But when I look at her pleading eyes I give up and stay to help my grieving friend

The entire night was a night packed full of tissues, pictures, and memories
Christina is horrible the next day she has red eyes, stuffed red nose, and her hair is a mess
But in not judging

She announced she is going to take a shower and I made breakfast for her baby
He's a cute boy and in such a good mood , that why I like being young
When U r a child everything is a blur

While his mother is grieving about her husband he doesn't realize the man that kissed his forehead will never appear again
And he won't have anyone to call "Daddy" anymore

I'm calmly doing pancakes for us when I notice the loud stomping thuds going down the stairs
I turn around quickly to noticed a scowling tears eyes Christina

"You..you F***ed up person" she says in an accusing voice "it's all your fault"

I feel my palms getting sweaty and my eyes opening wide open
"What do u mean?" I ask

"Stop playing stupid tris!" She suddenly shrieks "I CANT BELIEVE THAT U KILLED HIM!" She starts screaming "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE U LITTLE B****" with these finally words she holds the counter for support and cries

"j-just g-get out t-tris" she murmurs

"Christina please!" I plead desperately

And like that ..just in a swift movement she grabs one of the knifes and points it toward me
With the sharp edge of the knife pointed toward me , her hand clutching the handle tightly, and her eyes that show so much hatred

She steps closer

A/N

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