Hey everyone sorry it took me so long to update but I've been really busy and I had a writer's block! Luckily, a good friend of mine helped me with the story so now I have a general idea of what I want to do. Your feedback is greatly appreciated :)

I run down to the chasm, tears spilling down my cheeks. I don't care if the transfers saw me, I don't care if I hurt Four, I don't care.

I don't know how long I sit there, it could be twenty minutes or it could be an hour, but eventually someone sits down next to me. I pray to god it isn't Four, and relief washes over me when I look up and see one of the Erudite transfers, Josh, sitting next to me.

"Hey, Tris, you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I appreciate you coming to check on me, but I'm a big girl."

"Sorry, it's just you seemed really upset back there."

"Shouldn't you be at lunch?" I snap.

He starts to get up, but I grab his arm to stop him.

"No, Josh, wait, I'm sorry. I've had a really rough day."

"It's fine. Want to talk about it?"

I shake my head quickly, thinking of how embarrassing it would be if he found out one of his instructors slept with the other instructor.

"Listen, Tris, I didn't just come here to ask if you were okay. I've been meaning to ask you something. I used to ask my mom these questions, but obviously she's not around and-"

I cut him off, "I'd be happy to help. What's up?"

He blushes, "Well, I have a major crush on one of the other transfers, but I can't tell if she likes me or not. How can you tell if a girl is interested?"

I laugh and brush some of my tears away, "Women are complicated. But they give a lot of signs with their body language which either tell you to make a move or back off. Just pay attention to that."

"Thanks so much Tris. You're actually a pretty cool instructor."

I smile, "Nice of you."

We get up and head to the cafeteria together to grab lunch. I don't want to see Four, but I don't have much choice in the matter considering I need to eat.

When I get my food and sit down next to Christina, I glance over at Four, who is icing his jaw.

I smirk. At least I did some damage.

"Tris we need to talk," Christina says suddenly.

"Hmm?" I reply, not looking at her.

"I heard you punched Four. I'm your friend and all, but I am also one of your coworkers. For the sake of the initiates, all of the instructors need to be comfortable working together. If you and Four don't learn to work with each other, personal feelings set aside, Lauren and I are going to have to have a talk with Max."

I groan. "Christina, he deserved what he got."

"I couldn't agree more. But it was completely inappropriate and immature of you to punch him in front of the transfers. Next time lock him in a closet and make him listen to you sing."

"Shut up, Chris! That's not funny."

"I wasn't trying to be. Look, Tris, go talk to him. Take the high road in this situation."

"So locking him in a closet and making him listen to me sing is what you consider the 'high road?'" I smirk.

"Just go, Tris." She rolls her eyes.

I make my way back to the training room after lunch. Four is with his back to me, lost in thought.

I clear my throat. "Four, we need to talk."

He nods and turns around to face me. His eyes look thoughtful, his face hard.

He doesn't speak so I do. "I'm sorry about last night. I understand if you didn't want it to happen."

He shakes his head. "I'm sorry too Tris. It- it never should have happened. Can we agree to just put it behind us?"

A rock drops to my stomach. I had hoped he would have an explanation for why he was acting this way, but he basically just told me he made a huge mistake by sleeping with me.

I feel tears coming. I just fake a smile and nod.

"Thanks, Four. I'm glad we cleared that up."

He half smiles, and turns away again.

I walk out the door and sink to my knees. I sit against the wall and cry. I just cry and cry and cry.