Four/TobiasXReader Chapter 7 This Can't Be

Once again you found yourself in Four's bed. But this time it was dark outside the large windows and there was soft breathing coming from behind you. A chill went down your spine as the warm breath tickled the back of your neck and the hairs stood on end. Rolling over carfully not to wake the person you saw the finilliar face of Four. Relief swept through you then fear. Four was in bed with you. Sleeping together.

He groaned in his sleep, moving a little bit. Then your pillow moved. Your pillow was Four's arm! Panic overwelled you as you looked under the covers to see if you were clothed. They were. Slowly you came back to your sense and sleep started to catch up with you. You scooted over to Four and touched his bare chest. No shirt. As your face heated up, you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and resting your head on his shoulder. The arm you were laying on curled, holding on gently to your hip.

A sleepy grin crept across Four's lips, "I lov..."

It was as if your stomach dropped. Was he going to say I love you? But before you could ponder over it more, sleep took a hold of you and you drifted off. Dreaming of the blue eyed Dauntless leader beside you.

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A quick kiss on your forehead woke you the next morning. Your (e/c) eyes shot open, staring straight into Four's blue ones. Your faces inches apart. The tiny of his nose was touching yours as you both breathed in unison. Time stopped. It was then that it acured to you how goodlooking he was. Strong cheek bones, cute nose, slight dimples, and those blue eyes like crystals. Nothing matter.

"I, um...I, uh? You had something on your forehead." Four backed off. His face bright red.

You shut your eyes, hoping this was a dream and when you opened them Four would be kissing you instead of walking away. But no. When you opened your eyes, Four was off by the table, face in his hands. It was torture watching; what was he thinking? Should he have kissed you? If he did, what would happen? Was it a good thing he didn't kiss you?

"I'm sorry...I don't know what came over me." Four stammered.

"Four, I, uh, h-how do you....you know...acually feel about...m-me?"

Four's face was horror struck by the question, he looked offended. "Never ask me again that question again, _____!" He seemed to scream it in pure anger.

You sunk into his bed. Embarrassed. Scared. Nervous. Last time someone was this mad you were beaten by your father for angering someone. Was he going to come get you? If so, was he going to beat you to death?

Four saw how you shriviled in his bed. More horrorfied than when you asked him. He quickly came to you, taking you in his arms. He was so gente, almost like he was afriad he might break you. "I'm so sorry, ____, I truly am sorry. I didn't mean for that to come out so rude."

You wonder if he was scared you were going to cry. He knew you had been beaten, why not cry now? You wouldn't cry because you were Dauntless. 

"I'm fine, really. It's okay."

"No, no, no. It's not okay. We've both suffered and now you are suffering from my words. I'm so sorry."

"No, I'm fine." You said, pushing away.

Four looked hurt, his blue eyes glimering with tears.

It was like he shot you with an invisible bullet of guilt. You ran towards the door, swinging it open so hard it might fly off its hinges. You sprinted down the corrifors, passing people asking, "are you okay?" but it was a jumble of words and they were just blurs. You didn't want to stop running. Running emotionally and physically. Running from regret. Running from your father. Running from love. Running from Four. You were having a civil war rage inside or you. Tearing you apart as your feet beat against the concrete ground.

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Watching the shadows of Mother getting beat killed you. Her mangled body being thrashed about like a rag doll. Father yelling at her like everything was her fault. You wanted to do something. Something to save you and your mother.

"She's sixteen today! She'll be punished today!" Father shouted.

"No, no...please. No." Mother begged. "She's done nothing to you."
 
"Shut it woman!" You heard the loud slap of skin to skin. Dad must of hit her. "You have no right to tell me what to do!"

"Don't hurt ____." Mother was ignoring him.

"What did I tell you!" Another echoing slap.

"Please! I din't want her hurt!"

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Your legs swung over the Chasm, the water slashing up to dampen your pants. You didn't mean any harm towards Four, and felt horrible now. You fiddled  with your thumbs, deep in horror filled thoughts of Four. This scenario that just played out was at the bottom. Tears slithered down your cheeks as you thought of how this might alter your ranking,your relationship with Four as an instructor, and your life.

____Four's POV____

"What came over me? I just hurt the one I love...maybe this is a good thing.," I paced the room, plotting how to get you back in my life. I could kidnap her! Nope, not a good idea. I could fight her! No...that is even worse. I'll just have to do it the old fashion way. But I did love _____-so much that I fought with her. I would do anything for her. The angle and devil were on my shoulders, saying to catch ____ or confess. Catch or confess. I hated this choice but the answer was clear; confess.

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You grew hungry after the cry you had so you went to breakfast. Hoping that Four wouldn't notice your presents. Walking there, all you could think of was that you fell in love with someone over night. That someone was a Dauntless leader. He had the same past. He was Four. Heart fluttering, you walked into the cafeteria.

"_____!" Mia junped up and ran to you. "Thank goodness you are okay!"

"Oh, hi, uh, Mia."

"What's wrong? Are you falling for someone 'cause you look like you're suffering from  I'm-falling-in-love-but-I-don't-want-to-admit-it-because-I've-never-been-in-love syndrome. So start talking!"

"I...I don't know, Mia." You hugged yourself.

"I'm-falling-in-love-but-I-don't-want-to-admit-it-because-I've-never-been-in-love syndrome is very serious. If not treated you will spend the rest of your life alone! You don't want that, do you?"

"No..."

"Now, spill it, sister!"

"Well...it's all about..."

"Who? Who!? WHO!?!"

"Four..."

Mia almost fainted. She looked happy, shocked and excited at once. "Tell me everything!"

You began when Four first brought you to to his room to sleep. Though she did go pale and nearly exploaded when she found out he slept with you last night. Then about the almost I love you, how you kissed his forehead and you kissed his cheek, and about the little fight. It was like a child hearing a fairy tale for the first time; enchanted by what she hear. Enjoying every bit.

"You better tell him I'm sorry."

"I know...I know, but I don't know how! This whole thing is scaring me. Can I truly be in love?" You said.

"Yes! It is obvious! Four likes you and you like him!"

"_____, can I talk to you?"

Mia whipped around and gasped.

It was Four.

He heard everything. Great...

Mia leaned over and whispered, "If you don't play your cards right, you're screwed!"