Between the lines (sequel to Divergent High) ON HOLD

Chapter 7

TRIS POV

Christina decided that I can't live next to Four and neither can she.

That's why we dropped out second semester.

The rest of the girls did too.

Chris' rich uncle bought us yet another beach house, but this time, near LA.

We spoke with a record label and they're going to hear us perform in a week.

We're moving today.

From what the boys say, Four has spent the time away from me at strip clubs, wasting his money, while also getting wasted.

I kind of feel bad, but I kind of don't.

After I left I've been depressed.

Like, really depressed.

To the point that I can't even look at my kids without crying.

They just look so much like him.

It's hard.

I keep wanting to go back to him.

But I know inside of me that I can't.

What if he hits the girls?

What if he cheats on me?

What if he simply just never wants to see me again?

I tried dating Al again.

It didn't work out.

Again.

I usually spend my days in my bed at Christina's watching Dr. Phil.

But today, Christina makes me get out of bed.

The only reason that I listen to her is that everyone treats me like a baby.

Except for Christina.

She makes me get dressed and eat and brush my hair and my teeth and all that jazz.

Then she drives me to a gas station.

She grabs tons of Chips, saying if we're going to be on a plane for like 8 hours, we're going to need a lot of food.

"I'm not pregnant anymore."

"I know."

"Then why-"

"Because sometimes people need to A) gain weight because they haven't been eating much and B) eat away their problems. You need to do both, Honey."

"Okay." I say quietly.

"Can we get Ice Cream?" I ask her.

Right as she's about to answer, the door makes a sound and someone steps through.

That someone is really hot.

Like, really, really hot.

"Tris you should date him."

"There's no way in hell he doesn't have a girlfriend."

"Just go for it."

Seeing this dude and hearing I might have a chance with him immediately brightens my mood.

Maybe it's the pills.

I brush the thought aside and walk to the dairy section.

I don't care if Christina was gonna say no.

I want Ice Cream.

I grab my Ice Cream and turn around.

I bump into someone.

"Sorry!" I say.

I look up.

It just so happens to be that really hot guy.

Awesome.

We stare at each other for a while.

All I can think is: Damn, good thing Christina made me put on makeup.

He sticks his hand out.

"Hey I'm Carter."

"Tris."

We shake hands.

"So um I was like wondering if I could maybe give you my number." he blurts out.

I stay silent in shock for a bit.

After a while he says "Sorry, I shouldn't have asked."

He starts to walk away but I stop him.

"I would love to have your number I was just shocked that someone like you would like me."

"Why wouldn't I?"

I might as well just tell him now.

I sigh.

"I have twins and I'm 18. That's probably why."

He looks at me.

I nod and start to walk away.

I expect him to walk the other direction, to forget about me completely.

Instead, he walks my direction.

"Wait!" He says loudly.

I turn around.

"Normally, kids would be a problem, but you came out and told me right here and not 2 months later. Also, you must be single because you wanted my number and it's not good for a small single girl to be taking care of 2 babies alone."

The small girl part hit me with a little hurt.

But I still nodded.

"Sooo did you want my number orrrrr..."

I laugh.

"Sure."

He gives me his number and I give him mine.

I walk over to Christina.

I show her and we squeal.

All my depression needed was a boy and I'd be all better?

That shits messed up.

As we get out of the parking lot of the gas station, I remember something.

I'll probably never see this guy again.

Because my flight leaves for LA in 6 hours.