Tris's POV
My parents told my brother and I that the Eaton's are coming over for dinner tonight so to dress nice. I'm staying in my same clothes. Sorry mamma.
The doorbell goes off and my dad goes to get it. Once he's back a tall middle aged man comes in followed by a very tall and muscular boy. Four.
"Hello, I'm Marcus and this is my son Tobias," he says. I fake a smile and shake his hand. Four -or Tobias - offers me his hand as well. He takes his and brings it up to his lips and kisses it lightly. What the hell. ---
Sitting at the dinner table while my parents and Marcus talk about their jobs my mom looks over at me. "Why don't you show Tobias around?" I will die. I nod and stand up.
I lead him up stairs show him the rooms. I get to mine and open the door. He looks around with a grin. "What do you want to do in here?" He asks.
"Nothing. I wanted to show you this," I say. I open the sliding glass door and walk out, the night air embracing me. You can see all the houses in the neighborhood and somewhat farther than that.
"It's beautiful," he says. "I'm still sure you wanted me though." I punch his arm and he doesn't even flinch. It hurt me instead. Damn he's strong. I sit down in my chair and he sits down in another. He picks up my song book and starts scrolling through the pages. I jump up and try and snatch it back from him. He pulls me to his lap and keeps me there. He begins reading out loud.
Car Radio Twenty One Pilots
I ponder of something great my lungs will fill and then deflate
They fill with fire Exhale desire
I know it's dire My time today
I have these thoughts So often I ought To replace that slot
With what I once bought 'Cause somebody stole My car radio
And now I just sit in silence
Sometimes quiet is violent
I find it hard to hide it My pride is no longer inside It's on my sleeve My skin will scream
Reminding me of Who I killed inside my dream I hate this car that I'm driving There's no hiding for me
I'm forced to deal with what I feel There is no distraction to mask what is real I could pull the steering wheel
I have these thoughts So often I ought To replace that slot With what I once bought 'Cause somebody stole My car radio
And now I just sit in silence.
He turns his head back to me. "Are you okay?" He asks. I hate when people ask that. I wish he hadn't read that.
"Yeah, I'm fine." That's far from the truth .
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