A/N: I do not own anything. All rights to Veronica Roth, the incredible author who got me into reading.

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She opens up the door and sees him there. He still looks like how he was months ago except there's something different. It's in his eyes. Sadness. Incompleteness. Apology.

"Tris," he says.

"Four are you insane? What are you doing here?" she spits.

"Can I please talk to you?" he asks.

"Okay. Talk."

"Inside?" he begs.

She looks at him head to toe and sees that he is shaking like a ghost from the cold rain.

"Okay," she says as she steps aside.

She closes the door behind her and heads to the kitchen. Four follows behind her and takes his coat off. She gets a glass and pours some water for him, to his surprise.

"Thank you," Four says.

"What do you want to talk about?" Tris asks.

"Tris, I know it's been long six months. I'm sorry. I was just afraid-"

"Afraid of what?"

"What I want."

"What?" she asks, not looking him in the eye.

"You. I know that I like you, even more than I would like to admit. It crushed me, those six months. Six whole months without you."

Now she is looking at him from across the counter.

"Then why did you leave me?" she whispers, barely audible.

"I know, I know. I was such an idiot. I am an idiot. I just lost my mind when I left you with no reason. I'm so sorry, Tris. I still want you. I can't live without you. I tried, but I can't. I would wait for you. Forever. I know that I broke your heart but I'll put the pieces back together even if it would take forever, I promise."

And with that he leaves Tris in the kitchen.

He wouldn't know this, but Tris didn't want him to go.