(Lucas’ POV)
After my mom left, I turned to Tracey, “Hey, you stay here and rest. I’m gonna head down to handle this sh*t with Tris. Then I’ll come back and get you, and we’ll head home, okay?” I really thought she’d give me a hard time but after a minute she nodded, sighing heavily with defeat.
“It’s okay, babe. It’s just one more day”, I said and she nodded again. “I know, babe. Maybe I’ll talk to Becca while you’re gone and get something from her to do at home.” I nodded as I left, but inside I got all happy because she called our penthouse ‘home’.
A few minutes later, I was walking into our security room. I didn’t really want to go in because I could hear her shouting even through the closed door. This wild, uncouth side of Tris was new to me. Even when we were kids she always had
