Divergent High

Part 7

"Morning, Tris." A husky and raspy voice says.

"Huh what? Oh wait, bad morning Four."

"Bad morning?" He questions.

"There's nothing good about mornings."

"Except for the fact that you woke up. Other people didn't." He says.

"That is a unfortunate statement, but true."

"Yeah, well what's for breakfast?"

"Pizza?" I say shrugging my shoulders.

"Cheese?" He asks.

"Oh yeaaahhh." I say nodding my head. "I'll order now."

"Well you might not want to do that right now."

"Why?"

"Because it's six am."

"Hold on for a second, let me get something straight. It's Saturday, one of the two days we don't have school each week. And you woke me up at six in the morning?"

"Pretty much."

"Four!!!" I growl.

"What? What time do you wake up on weekends?"

"10 maybe 11."

"Geez, I wake up at six obviously." He says.

"For what possible reason?"

"Look at my face, do you see how freaking hot I am? This takes work."

"Yeah I guess you're not bad looking. But you're so cocky."

"What was that about my cock?" He says smirking.

"Oh my gosh Four, shut up." I say with a playful smile.

"What? My cock is like California, big with a lot of history."

"Four, shut up. And plus you're wrong it's more like Rhode Island, with a lot of history, but really really really tiny." I say. [Rights go to John Green]

"How would you know?"

"Don't forget about yesterday. How you took a piss while I was in the shower."

"Riiiiight."

"Yeah, well what do you wanna do?"

"Talk about how you know my name."

"Ugh fine. Well my childhood best friend is supposedly one of your best friends too."

"Who?"

"Uriah Pedrad."

"URIAH?!"

"Yup. We uh still talk ocasionally, but one day he had something really bad happen to him and he started to drink to like relieve whatever happened. And one day he uh came to my house really drunk and he kind of spilled the beans. Please don't be mad. He has no idea what happened or what he said."

"Oh." Is all he said.

"Please say something."

"Did he uh say anything else?"

"He did, but I didn't believe it, until last night."

Four POV

DAMMMMIIIITTTT!!!

Tris POV

"Was it something along the lines of my father?" Four asks.

"Yeah it kind of was. Something about him abusing you."

"Shit. Damn it Uriah." He runs his fingers through his buzz cut hair.

"So are you mad?"

"No. I know when he's intoxicated he says a bunch of stuff he wouldn't ordinarily wouldn't tell."

"Okay, but please don't tell him I told you."

"Okay. So who did you tell about my situation?" He asks.

"Nobody actually."

"Marlene?"

"Nope."

"Really?"

"Really." I confirm.

"Thanks Tris."

"Nothing to really thank me for. I mean like your issue is your issue it doesn't concern me or anyone else, so why would I tell anybody."

"Thanks, that actually means a lot."

"Yeah. Hey Four."

"What?"

"So what are we?" I ask.

"I don't know. What do you wanna be?"

"Friends. I guess."

"I guess?" He questions.

"Yeah. I mean do we really have any reason not to be friends?"

"No, I guess not."

"Good. Friends?" I stick out my hand out for him to shake. He grabs it and pulls me in for a hug.

"Geez you're so tiny." He says.

"Well you're so large. And you're crushing my lungs."

"Oh, sorry." He says patting me on my head.

"I'm not your dog, do not pet me. Understood?"

"Yeah, my bad."