What he remembers me and he let this happen to me. How could he? He never forgot me. I said I was starting to love him. Why would he do this?
"What do you mean?" I say angry at him. Why would he let Peter just take me?
"I was protecting you Tris."
"How you almost ran me over,you shoved me into my locker, you throw me out of my seat, and you kidnaped me. Yeah! That help me so much!" I yell at him.
"Before I was knocked out I heard Marcus say something about hurting you." He tells me.
"What! Who's Marcus?" I ask.
"My dad, Mr.Eaton." He tells me.
"Why was Marcus there when you were knocked out?"
"He was the one who knocked me out. He hit me in the head with a crow bar."
"Why would he do that?" I ask.
"Tris my dad has beat me since I can remember." Four tell me. I can see the pain behind his eyes.
"Why?" I ask but I don't look at Four like he is a kicked puppy. He can protect himself.
"He says I am unworthy of him. Never mind that I need to get you out of here."
"How are we going to get out of here?" I ask.
"Here is the plan..."
Four drags me put by my arms. I act like I am knocked out. Four gave me a gun and a holster to put on my pants. The hilt of the gun in painfully digging in to my skin. Four's plan is to tell them that he is going to put me in a dich on the outskirts of town. I have the gun in case the plan doesn't go as it should. Then Four stoping dragging me and I hear Four explain the someone. Once they talk I know it is Peter and Marcus.
"No don't I want to have a little fun with her." Peter tells Four. I feel Four grip tighten.
"No we need to get rid of her. People will notice she is gone and come looking for her." Four tells them.
"Son you don't get to decide that. Let Peter do what he wants." This time Marcus speaks.
"Four how about once I have a little fun with her then you can take her." Peter tries.
"Now!" Four yells at me. I quickly jump up and grab the gun at my waist and point it to Peter's head. Marcus has grabbed a gun and Peter stands there with no weapon. Four has a gun pointed at Marcus. "Now we will be leaving and if you try to stop us we will shot you. Come on Tris."
"I can't let you go. You will tell the cops and get us in jail. So either you help us or I shot you and Tris, Four. It's up to you."
"Four go in there side. It's better then both of us being killed." I tell Four. I don't move my gun though and neither does Four.
"No I won't leave you Tris." Four tells me. Gosh he is stubborn
"Go Four or we will both die." I says to Four. "Don't be stupid. Just do it!"
"Fine! If that's what you want I will. Just know Tris I love and I always will."
"I love you too Four."