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Tris P.O.V.

"I don't need a baby-sitter! I'm 22 years old." I say firmly to my manager.

"Tris, with all the recent threats I believe it is in your best interest." Vanessa says calmly.

"I can't just pause my life because of someone's comments that they say through a screen." I say as a matter of fact crossing my arms.

I was getting ready to leave the tv set. In case you don't know who I am, I'm Tris Prior. Lead actress on TV's Divergent series. It offers a different take on the world and government system. I love it because it offers action, love, and just plain badass-ness.

"I didn't want to tell you this.." She paused pulling me to the side. I give her a concerned look.

She says this in a whisper. "When you were away last weekend, I stopped by to pick up a few things…" She paused. "Someone broke in. And trashed the place." I could tell she was keeping something from me.

"We had the place cleaned up, and items replaced. I wasn't going to tell you until…" She looked around. "There was a threat written on your wall… It blood. We called the cops immediately when we noticed it. They tested it, it was fake." She shrugged. "Probably a teenage prank.." She said hopefully.

"What did it say?" I asked uneasy.

She took a deep breath, she knew I had the right to know.

"It said 'next time it'll be you.'" She couldn't look me in the eyes.

I tried to gulp down the lump in my throat. I nodded. "We can interview a few people." I say as she begins to walk with me to the limbo.

"About that…" She says.

"You already found a guy." I said laughing.

"Well, I care about your safety." She says putting a arm around my shoulder. "Plus, he's pretty cute." She said winking at me.

I roll my eyes. She knew me too well to know that I would never fall for that. I had always been the independent type, always taking care of myself. I never did the whole dating thing. I've tried don't get me wrong I'm not a nun. It's just I've been used for all the wrong reasons, and it was just better this way. Career first, love later.

My motto…

"He's meeting us so you can talk with him, feel more comfortable." She says simply.

I shrug as we get into the limbo.

"Where are we going?" I ask. "We're going to get some food and have a chat with him." She says as the car comes to a stop.

"We had it cleared with the company, and they have a secluded area for us." She told me, I just nod.

I wasn't totally on board with the idea. But I felt so violated. I start playing with the hem of my dress, I was wearing a black body-con dress with a pair of black red bottoms. My hair was pulled up into a bun and my makeup was done in all natural colors. I wore black aviators to shield me from the sun and also to keep me covered from the paparazzi.

The driver comes and opens my door for me. I thank him as he takes my hand to help me out.

I can hear the snapping of my picture being taken. The paparazzi were yelling questions at me. I politely smile and wave, but ignore all the questions.

I keep my head down as we enter the building. We were lead to a corner of the restaurant it was roped off. There was only one person in the area. He had a strong build, he stood up when we reached the table.

"Ms. Prior." He says with a serious face. I take his hand to shake it, and it swallows mine. I notice small things about him when we were close, he had dark blue eyes with hints of brown in them. He had dark hair that was cut close to his head.

"You can call me Four." He says in a husky voice.

"Like the number?" I ask confused. He nods. Never smiling.

He wore casual blue jeans and a black v-neck t shirt and sneakers.

Vanessa had called in our food so it was only a few moments till it was brought out to us.

"So what makes you qualified for this?" I ask randomly, if I needed to go along with this I needed to know as much as possible about this man.

"I graduated top of my class in the police academy. I have taken multiple courses in self defense. I have been a body guard to many people including the president of the united states."

I nod as my salad was placed in front of me. I say thank you and begin to eat.

"So how does this exactly work?" I ask.

"Well, because it is an open investigation for the police." Vanessa began. "You don't leave his radar." She instructs me. I make a face.

"That means cutting back on meet and greets, and personal appearances." She finally says.

My face drops. I put my fork back down and I cross my arms. "What about the awards..?" I ask. Next week I had multiple appearances for the Grammy's I had multiple nominations and was expected to take home all of the awards, including best actress.

"I can't miss that." I say stubbornly.

"It's for your safety.." She says mocking my tone.

I shake my head. "No." I gather my things. "It was nice meeting you… Four, but I won't be needing your services." I say as I am on my feet and I am walking across the room heading for the exit. I get outside and as soon as the first flash goes off I realize I forgot my glasses, I am blinded by the lights as I try to continue to walk forward. I walk in the direction of the limbo.

I hear a loud sound like a gun going off, my ears were ringing as the glass breaks. Before I know it a pair of hands wrap around me as I drop to the floor.

I am being pulled from the floor and my body is being almost dragged back to the limbo. My rescuer was shielding me with their own body. We pass the limbo and I am taken to a black hummer. I am tossed into the back and ordered to stay down.

When I stop seeing blinding lights I look up to see who was driving the car.

"Four.." I breathe out.

To be continued….