Chapter 32

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I wake up to my alarm clock beeping. I click the off button and slowly sit up. A bit of pain still races through my abdomen but its fine. I can handle it. The events of last night slowly start to trickel into my brain. Where was Tobias? When did he came back? I only remember the words he said and that he laid me into my bed. I slip out of bed and walk downstairs. Every monday its my turn to cook breakfast. Since it was pretty late when tobias came home i am still really tired. When i enter the kitchen i see Tobias. I frown. "Do you never sleep?" He jumps a bit and turns around but only so i can one half of his face. He has dark circles under his eyes. I wonder how long he has those and why i never saw them before. "Morning." He says. I just nod. I am still curious what he did yesterday but i don't want to seem like i want to control him only because i am his girlfriend. "Morning." I say then. I step next to him and fake a smile. "How did you sleep?" I ask. He shrugs. "Fine. I dont sleep that well..." or not at all. I finish in my head but keep quiet. I reach past him to get the milk when i see his face. I gasp and nearly drop the box. He is quick enough to catch it. He has a big red line on the side of his face, its outlined by bruises and other smaller cuts. I put my hands over my mouth and feel a few tears in my eyes. "What happend?" I stutter out. He looks at me and when he sees my worried and concerned expression he quickly pulls me into his arms. "Tris its fine. I just fell. Don't worry about me. I really am fine. Really." I just nod. I don't believe him. Someone did this to him. I feel a few tears escaping my eye. He feels them o his shirt and pulls away a bit. I look into his eyes again but i only see the bright red huge scratch. It still looks fresh. "I will take a look at it." I say firmly so he won't even start to discuss something. I guide him to the couches and he sits down. "You stay here." He nods. I get the first aid kit and a cool pack. When i come back he is nearly alseep. I tip toe over to him and get out an antiseptic wipe. I wipe it over his face and aparently it burns because he suddenly sits upright and excidently slaps me. I fall backwards and he just looks around confused. When he sees me on the floor, holding my cheek he quickly is on his feet and crouches next to me. "I am so sorry tris. It wasn't intentional." I nod. "I am fine. But you still have a wound on your face." He frowns and slowly pulls me up again. I sit down next to him on the couch and he looks at my cheek. When i take a look at his hand i sigh. "Tobias..." i wheeze out. He looks at his hand its also bruised and his knuckles are split. I take his hand in mine and look at it. Nothing seems broken its just swollen and coloured in the colours of the rainbow. From red to purple to blue. Every shade. I take out the cool pack and a stretchable band aid. I place the cool pack on his hand and wrap the band aid around it. "You have to leave it there for as long as possible. Now let me take a look at your face." He obeys and turns his face. I press my lips together to prevent myself from saying: you don't get these injuries from falling. "I know you are angry." He says after a while of me cleaning his wounds. "And i understand it but Tris, i swear it won't happen again." I don't say anything i just throw away the wipe i was using into the bag we are using as a trash with a little bit to much force. I take out a big plaster and want to place it over his wound. He slightly lifts his arms as if he wans to hold me back but lets them sink down again only a second later. I carefully open the plaster and put it on his face. I put all the trash into the bag and just want to stand up when he holds me back. "Tris wait. Please let me explain." I turn towards him and he pulls me down again. "I really have a reason and..." he doesn't get any further because mum comes down the stairs. When she sees the big plaster on his face she gasps. "Oh my... what happend to your face?" Tobias smiles at her politely. "I just tripped and fell." Mum nods. "Well it looks like tris did a good job with the plaster." I smile a bit and walk into the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Zeke stops infront of the university. I wave him and Tobias goodbye. Normally i kiss Tobias goodbyebut i am still mad. He always gets into fights and won't tell me the reason. I walk inside and collide with Jackson. My papers fall out of my hand and i curse. He laughs. "And here she is. Tve most lady like girl i know." I laugh as well and then wave at the only now departuring car. Tobias looks a bit jealous. Good. I pick up my papers and enter the room with Jackson. He sometimes visits boring courses with me.

I sit in the sun and go through my notes of the day. The setting sun shines in my face. The thing i love about spring is that it stars to get dark later. So i am just enjoying the sun and learning when a car stops directly infront of me. I jump back a bit - well as good as i can while sitting. Wow they nearly ran me over. Its a black van. I jump to my feet just when two men step out. They both wear dark suits. The one closer towards me turns so he is looking at me. "Do you know a Tobias Eaton?" Everything inside me cringes. What do they want? Did he do something wrong? "Wow Joe, you always panick these people." The other man says and smiles a bit. "We are from the police station. We are just searching this guy named tobias eaton. We have some questions." I frown. "Why are you asking me?" Before they can answer i see Tobias step out of his car. He came to pick me up. He locks his eyes with mine and i try to motion him that he stays in his car. I make small hand gestures so the men don't notice it but luckily they are looking at eachother. "We are just generally asking some people around this area." He is lying. "No, i don't know him. Can i go now? My boyfriend waits." They nod. "Of course. Good night miss." I walk towards tobias car. I get into the passenger seat. "Drive." I say in a hushed voice. He looks at me. I feel it. But he still starts the engine and drives away. Away from these weird and kind of scary people. I release a breath and sink deeper into my seat. "What was that tris?" He asks. I turn towards him. "Where were you yesterday? What did you do?" He sighs. "Why does this matter Tris?" At that moment i explode. "Why it matters? Because this weird policemen just asked me whether i know a tobias eaton! They have some questions... Did you kill someone yesterday or what? So it does fucking matter!" I didn't notice he stopped but he did. We are standing on the side of the road. "Tris." I don't look at him. "Tris." He says louder this time. I look at him. "I know why they were looking for me. Calm down. Its not a big deal." I just stare at him and then start to cry. I don't even know why. I just open the door and look whether a car is coming and then step out. I slam the door and start to walk. I hear his door open and close as well. Tears just stream down my face i don't really know why. I hear his footsteps behind me. "Go away!" I scream. "No." He just says. "Please Tris. Just listen to me." "To what am i supposed to listen? Huh? You never tell me anything! Where were you yesterday? Why can't you tell me? Don't you trust me?" I just sit down on the street. He sits next to me and wraps his arm around me. I want to push him away but his warmth floads through me. "I am sorry." He says. "I will tell you. I trust you Tris. I really do. I love you." I look at him. He looks back at me pleading. "What did you do yesterday?" He sighs. "I went to Dauntless. I couldn't sleep and i didn't want to wake you up so i went there. There i fought several people and got these injuries." He points towards his hand and his face. I don't say anything. "Well and with these men. They are not real policemen. They are some kind of dauntless police. They make sure everything is going the right way and aparently yesterday someone was injured really badly. So bad its not allowed in the rules but it wasn't me and now they search me because i could have been it." I don't say anything i just wrap my arms around him. He hugs me back and pulls me towards him closely. I burry my face in his neck and breath in his scent. "I love you." He whispers. Again i just cant say it back. I am not ready yet. I just kiss him. We stay like that - kissing next to the street.

When i am already laying in my bed and nearly am asleep it knocks. I sit up. "Yes, come in." I say. The door opens and tobias steps in. He smiles a bit. "I can't sleep." I smile as well. "Nice that you prefere me over fighting other people." He closes the door and lays next to me. I lay my head on his chest. He whispers: "I prefere you over everything." I look up at him. "Liar." I say but smile. He frowns. "I am not lieing. I swear." "What about your mother?" He gets a pained expression and i sit up so i can look at him better. "What is it?" He avoids my eyes. "She died. When i was five or six." My heart clenches. His father beat him and his mother died when he was really young. He never knew a home or a family. "After she died the only one i had left was zeke. He was my friend even back then but not even he knew what my father did." I hug him tightly. "I am so sorry i asked." He hugs me back. "Its fine. You couldn't have known." I kiss his cheek and he hugs me closely. "I don't want to seem clingy but please don't leave me." I hug him even tighter. Really he isn't all scary and strong. Really he is vulnurable and sensitive. And so scared to loose the once he loves. "I won't. Never." He kisses me hard and i kiss back. He presses his forehead against mine. I close my eyes. I love him. I just can't tell him. Not yet. I've never told that someone. So i just press my lips to his once again before i lay my head on hos chest again. I imagine a six year old tobias crying over the loss of his mother and his father later beating him for that. A tear escapes my eye. He notices and lifts my chin up. "Why are you crying?" He asks. I don't want to tell him i pitty him so i say: "Because of my sister." He hugs me closely and then i finally fall asleep.

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