8. Chapter Eight
Tobias is in the infirmary. I believe I did the right thing; he doesn't have the right to tell me not to marry Ian. Even if I'm not over Tobias.
No one saw that it was me that punched him, and it didn't seem as though Tobias would give me up. For him I am grateful.
"Tris, Clementine wants to see you!" Ian calls from my daughter's bedroom. I have been in my room since I knew Tobias was okay. I haven't told anyone, not even Ian, what happened. They would say I should apologize, even if I did the right thing.
"I'll be there in a minute!" I shake my hands, stand up, and go out into the hallway. Clementine's room is right next to mine, so I don't need to go far to find her.
"What's wrong?" Her soprano voice asks. "Why are you so sad?"
I sit down in front of her. "Ian, can you leave the room?"
"Uh.. sure. I guess." Reluctantly he leaves the room and shuts the door behind him.
"Okay, so Clementine." I search for the right words. "I did something bad."
"How bad?" Curiosity killed the cat. Not this cat, apparently.
"I just hurt somebody. Because they hurt me." It was partly the truth.
"Mommy, that's bad. Even if he was mean to you, you don't have to be mean too." Clementine plays with her hair, wraping it around her thin fingers. Tobias' fingers.
"You're right." I stand, and go over to the door. "Thanks Clem."
"Your welcome, Mommy!"