Right? --A Fourtris/Tris Pedrad Story

Chapter 73

We weren't able to see Tris for 3 weeks and 2 days. Today is that 23rd day.

I slowly open the door and see Tris curled up on her side. She doesn't acknowledge me, so I assume she's probably. My smile only grows as I sit next to her on the bed. Hana closes the door behind the two of us.

I put my hand on Tris' side and rub up and down her ribs. I feel the extra skin moving with my hand as I lean down and kiss the side of her head just above her ear.

"I love you, " I whisper and I see her head move a little bit. She looks up at me and her eyes widen. She sits up fast and it makes me flinch. I didn't think she could move that fast.

"Tobias, " she pants, hugging me. It's not tight, but it's pretty solid. I hug her back and rest my head on her shoulder. She's stronger.

I know she's been eating more. I've face-timed her every meal and told her the more she eats, the sooner she'll get better. She ate little bits with me for every meal. We always fell asleep on video with each other. It wasn't the same though.

More color returned to her face, but she still looks a bit sickly. She looks a lot more like herself now and it's beautiful.

"You look so good, " I whisper, kissing her shoulder quickly. "You feel better?" Tris doesn't answer, but the squeezes me a little bit tighter. I lean back and smile at her.

I grin from ear to ear and I have to wipe my eyes to keep my cheeks from getting soaked. I hear a sniffle and turn to Hana.

"You look really really good, Tris, " she says, crying and shaking her head. "I'm really proud of you, baby. I love you." Tris tears up as well, but I grab her hand and squeeze it.

"I love you too, mom, " Tris says, smiling at her mother. I wish my mom was here, but I have a piece of her in Hana. I see it. They're both tough, but can be quiet. Both are loving.

"I love you, Tobias, " she whispers. I kiss her hairline. Her hair is just past her chin now.

"I love you more, " I mumble against her skin. "I couldn't be more proud of you." I kiss her head again and she slowly lies back down.

I sit by her side.

"They weighed me again this morning, " Tris mumbles. "Took blood and X-rays too." Mh breath hitches. Weight. I hate when she brings that up. It makes me tense to think she's judging herself for being underweight.

I've been there when she heard her weight plateaued again. It's worse when she loses weight. She had to have gained weight. She looks so much better.

"I'm at 72 now, " she says. It's like the last number was burned into my brain. I do my best to remember everything about Tris, but this is something I could never forget. The last time I was here, she was 68. That's 4 pounds and, honestly, I expected more.

I stay quiet for a moment, waiting for her own reaction. If she's happy, I'm happy. If she's upset, I'm upset. I don't want to make her feel bad about herself or go against what she thinks. Her opinion is valid. Tris must have taken it the wrong way.

"I'm sorry. I-I thought it was go-od. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, sweetheart, " Hana says. "You did so well. Do you have any idea how much that is? You're doing amazing, sweetie." She looks at me and I offer her a smile.

"You are so strong, Tris, " I say. "I could never do what you've done. You gained. Tris, I don't expect you to gain thirty pounds in a night. I'll take whatever I can get." She smiles at me again.

"Don't ever think I'm gonna be upset with what that scale says," I say. "You're doing your best and that's all I can ask for."

"Tobias, " she whispers. I hum in response. "When can we go train again?" I shake my head.