Chapter 28

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Tobias POV
Tris and I get dressed even though today's Saturday.

I get to the bottom of the stairs and tris is there waiting for me. "Want to go for a walk??" She asks me. "Sure." I say with my usual small smile. Our fingers lace together and we exit into the cool outside. Many people are out, whether from abnegation or not. The streets aren't overly crowded yet which is nice. "Can we stop by my house?" She stops when I ask her that. "Why?" She asks. "I want to grab some things.." Her look spells fear and concern but soon she nods. "Okay." She says softly. In nervous too but I should be able to go into my own home and grab things without being terrified. (Although that nearly impossible in my case)

We reach my house and I ask her to stay outside. "No." She states. I tell her again to Stay out here. "No." She states again firmly. God she's stubborn. "Fine. But I don't want you getting hurt." I say and she kisses my cheek. "I won't and you won't." I open the door and as we make our way toward the stairs I spy Marcus in the kitchen. I motion beatrice to move up the stairs in front of me yet to stay quiet. We get to my room and I grab clothing (which is all I basically have) i put the clothes in a small bag and head back out. But as soon as we reach the hallway, Marcus stops us in out tracks.

He towers over beatrice but her face shows no fear- for now. "Tobias." He says trying to put some emotion in his voice. "Who's this young lady?!" He asks smiling. (His fake smile) "this is beatrice." I say introducing them. I watch him carefully. Then I notice him eyeing her and looking her up and down. "Your Andrews daughter aren't you.?" He asks and she nods. I think she feels uncomfortable, which I don't blame her. A strange, cruel man is looking at her like she's some kind of prey or toy for him.

"Pleasure to meet you. Well you two should get going to where ever it is your going." He says and tris head for the stairs. "Tobias." I turn to face him and make sure tris is already out of the house. "I'd like you to come over tonight. I'd just like to speak with you." He says. His voice is calm and gentle, which in reality never really is. I nod and he goes into his room. I gulp and head down to meet up with beatrice outside.

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