The Bad Boy's Wallflower (Divergent High)

Migrain

Tris's POV
I convinced my music teacher to let me stay in auditorium after school. I want to finish writing my song. The door opens and Four, he told me to call him Tobias , but it's still odd.
"What are you doing here?" I ask. He sits down and grabs my song book.
"You are going to sing this to me," he tells me. I take my book from him and look down at the words. Should I really sing this to someone. I trust him, but this is letting him know what's going on on a whole new level.
"Am I the only one I know, waging my wars behind my face and above my throat. Shadows will scream that I'm alone." He gestures for me to carry on.
"Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone. I-I-I I've got a migraine
And my pain will range from up, down, and sideways
Thank God it's Friday cause Fridays will always be better than Sundays
'Cause Sundays are my suicide days. I don't know why they always seem so dismal
Thunderstorms, clouds, snow and a slight drizzle
Whether it's the weather or the ledges by my bed
Sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head
Let it be said what the headache represents
It's me defending in suspense
It's me suspended in a defenseless test
Being tested by a ruthless examiner
That's represented best by my depressing thoughts
I do not have writer's block my writer just hates the clock
It will not let me sleep I guess I'll sleep when I'm dead
And sometimes death seems better than the migraine in my head. Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone
But I know, we've made it this far, kid. Yeah yeah yeah. I am not as fine as I seem
Pardon, me for yelling and telling you green gardens
Are not what's growing in my psyche, it's a different me
A difficult beast feasting on burnt down trees
Freeze frame, please let me paint a mental picture portrait
Something you won't forget, it's all about my forehead
And how it is a door that hold's back contents
That makes Pandora's box contents look non-violent
Behind my eyelids are islands of violence
My mind ship-wrecked this is the only land my mind could find
I did not know it was such a violent island
Full of tidal waves, suicidal crazed lions
They're trying to eat me, blood running down their chin
And I know that I can fight, or I can let the lion win
I begin to assemble what weapons I can find
'Cause sometimes to stay alive you gotta kill your mind. Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone. But I know, we've made it this far, kid. And I will say that we should take a day to break away
From all the pain our brain has made, the game is not played alone. And I will say that we should take a moment and hold it. And keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone. And I will say that we should take a day to break away
From all the pain our brain has made, the game is not played alone
And I will say that we should take a moment and hold it
And keep it frozen and know that life has a hopeful undertone
Am I the only one I know
Waging my wars behind my face and above my throat
Shadows will scream that I'm alone. But I know, we've made it this far, kid. Made it this far Made it this far. "
Tobias leans in and kisses me. "I loved it," he says. I smile and pull him back to me. His hands wrap around my waist. I really wish we didn't have to keep our relationship a secret from my parents. He saved my life and they don't accept him. If it weren't for him I would be a goner.
"We should stop. Any farther and I won't be able to control myself," he says against my lips. I just kiss him again. He doesn't hesitate.
"What if I don't want you to control yourself?" I ask. His eyes are almost black with lust.
"I don't want you to regret anything. Later on you could wish you hadn't lost that part if your innocence to me," he says. I play with his hair.
"Look at you. Turning down sex. Going from the boy who has almost slept with every girl in this school, to not wanting them to regret it."
"Yeah well, I didn't love any of them. They we're one night stands then I'd hope I'd never have to see them again. You. I want this to last a long long long time," he tells me. I don't mind him saying he used to have one night stands and them want to never see them again. He's mine and I am his, and that's the way it's always been.