Four/TOBIASXReader Ch. 9 A New Begining

Regaining consiousness was easy, getting up was the hard part. Three days later, and three days of failing, after waking up which was two days after the kiss. Thinking about it still gave you shivers when you thought of it. You were absolutly positive that you'll be able today and meet Four at the Chasm later this evening. One of your visitors told you that Four was there every night-waiting. 

Pushing yourself into an achy sitting position, you swung your bruised legs over the side of the bed. Your mussels screamed in protest but you were to determinded to see for. First putting a little weight on your feet, then more and more. Standing up required so much balance now that you were injured. Taking on step at a time-slowly a bug could be going faster-you made your way to the chair were your cloths rested.

"Where are you off to?"

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Stomach screaming for food, you crept from your room. No one was up as you silently made your way to the box of biscuts were kept, taking a few to nibble on. You hadn't eaten since last night and your body was torturing you over hunger. This morning before beakfast you spoke out of turn, causing a riot. Father, as usual, punished you harshly.

"Where are you off to?"

You froze, a bite of dry, crunchy and crumble biscut in your eager mouth. "Please...I'm starving!"

"Quite your whining!" He bellowed. "Put the food back or else I'll beat it out of you, coward!"

He grabbed the wooden spoon and raised it above his head, aiming for you. He threw  it and it hit the wall with a crack as it shattered.

"No! You're the coward! Beating your own wife...and children!" You wailed, crawling under the table for shelter.

"I want to be a Dauntless...to fight you!" 

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Turning nervously on your heel, even though pain shot through you, you saw Four. He took six long strides and he was now inches from your face. Suprisingly he didn't reak of sweat and BO. His blond hair was slowly growing so small waves of curls could be seen as he gazed into your (e/c) eyes.

"Y-you alright?"

"Yeah...I'm better."

Four took in a shaky breath, "You are staying in Dauntless, _____. You did put up a fight but he hit you went you were down."

Relief overwelmed you and you wrapped your arms around his neck. "That's awesome!"

You pulled back slightly, fearing it would be awekward. But instead Four wrapped his fine, delicuted fingers around your waist, holding you to him. His forehead rested on yours as you both breathed in unison. Slowly, very slowly, you each moved closer until your lips met. One small kissed turned to several and several turned to a desprate bunch. All you wanted was Four, you needed him.

Tilting your head a little, continueing to kiss, one of his hands took your hand and held it tightly. Swaying a little almost in a dance. Lips locked you melted like puddy in his hands. This was you now.

Four pulled back, you almost whinned at his abcents. "____, I think it's only b-better if you know...m-my...n-name."

Staring at him in shock, "Four's not your name?"

"No...come with me." Four took your hand, dragging you behind on your weak legs.

Wandering around endlessly, as it seemed, you stumbled a lot, but Four was there to catch you. After your thrid fall, you ended up in his arms for the rest of the way. You passed the hall entry you would normally take to get to the Chasm, curiousity and fear started to boil within. Was he kiddnapping you? What was he going to do? Rape you? Horrifying thoughts cluddered your mind as he walked on, not panting or breaking a sweat.

"Uh, Four...w-where are we g-going?"

"The Chasm."

"B-but we passed the entra-"

"Not my entrance." He said with a smirk.

Some of your fears died down, but some remained. The terrifying thought of him dropping you off the cliff lingered in your mind; though thoughts were slow, you were well aware of the situation at hand. A wave of calmness unexpectedly took over your body as you rested your head on his heart, feeling the steady beating of it within this strong chest. 

Four turned and went into a dark room, another door on the far side with a coded lock. 

"We don't know the code..."

You signed as he set you down, feeling a bit shattered and cold from the loss of your body pressing to his.

"You don't know the code." Four's nimble fingers danced across the number pad, graceful and hasty all at once. 

With a click, the door swung inwards and the cool wind of the opening of the door whipped your (h/c) hair back. A chill ran up and down your spin, but soon melted away when Four took you back up into his arms. He stepped onto the crumbling concrete path of the Chasm, sitting on the edge, feet dangling off with you still in his loving arms.

"____? C-can I tell you something?"

You nodded, head resting on his shoulder while his hand rubbed your tender back.

"My name...it's not Four."

"It's not?"

"No...I changed it when I came here, to Dauntless. I wanted to forget the little boy I once was. So scared and weak, hiding in the shadows of the powerful. I didn't escape. I escaped when I met you."

Four mpved you off his lap and on the cold ground next to him. Leaning your head down to rest on his shoulder, he took your hand into his own. Rubbing your knuckles gently.

"I was abused as you were...I locked myself in the bathroom, to hid from a father like my own...with...Tallia...and you..."

How did he remember this?

"____, the nickname you knew me by was Toby then...now it's Four."

"Toby..." you whispered. "Tobias Eaton!"

He nodded. "I still remember that small, scared little girl...I was shoked to see you here, all grown up. That's when I fell in love with you."

Tobias lifted your chin with two figers, his face inches from yours. You could sense the excitment and love raging within him. 

"Please...let me make this right. I'm in love with you."

You were speachless. Not from nervous, fear, hatred, or selfishness. You were speachless because you knew him all your life and didn't know this was who he was. This was the boy in the bathroom long ago, hiding from your parents. He was the boy who stoll your heart after you were beat, brought you to his room to sleep and rest. He who kissed you, wept and stayed by your side after this last injury. 

This is him?

Changed from fearing to be feared. 

You grew up with him.

Knew him when you were young.

But finally, after all these years, he finally confessed?

Resting your forehead against his, the civil war of love raged on. Fellings and overwelming passion fough with Dauntless spirits for seconds...minutes...

"Tobias, I--"

He moved forward, locking his lips to yours. You kissed back as you moved with each other in harmony. A hand on his neck while his was pushed up against your back; the other two were still entwined. His warm lips defeated the cold of the Chasm air and the sounds of churning water deep within the Chasm below, all though was washed away because you bother were head-over-heals in love. Mia was right, you did have I'm-falling-in-love-but-I-don't-want-to-admit-it-because-I've-never-been-in-love syndrome