TRIS POV
"Same." Lynn says.
"Out to eat?" Zeke asks.
"Yeah." Four answers.
"Chili's?" I suggest.
"Sure"
I call the new babysitter and we go on our way.
We drive to Chili's and get a table.
We start to catch up on everything.
Christina begins to talk about her new dress she bought when I start to doze off.
I wake up in a car.
Thankfully, I'm in my car and not a serial killers van.
I look at the drivers seat and see Tobias.
I glance out the window and see that we're not close to home.
"Where are we going?" I ask him.
"You'll see."
"Seriously? You know I hate surprises!!! Telllllll meeeeeeee!!!"
He laughs.
"Please?" He ignores me.
"Pleeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaase?" He ignores me again.
"I swear to god if you don't tell me where we are going I will call Christina." He keeps ignoring me.
After 25 minutes of me nagging Tobias and him not giving in, we arrive at our destination.
We get out of the car.
We walk down a hill and go to a picnic table with candles and dessert sitting on a table cloth.
I sit down and he sits next to me.
I look out at the water in front of us.
I watch a bird swoop down and catch a fish.
I turn my attention to the giant piece of cake in front of me.
I eat it in two minutes.
I lean my head on Tobias' shoulder.
He slides his arm around my waist.
I kiss his cheek.
"Thank youuuuuuu"
"Don't thank me yet." He says to me.
"What?" I question.
"Nothing." He coughs it off as I silently laugh to myself.
I start watching the water again.
Something catches my eye.
I turn to Tobias to show him.
"Look there's a-" A gasp escapes my mouth.
He's kneeling on the ground.
On. One. Fucking. Knee.
"Holy shit" I whisper.
"Beatrice prior,"
"Ohmygodohmygodohmygod"
"I would like to ask you a question."
"Carry on." I manage to get actual words out if my mouth.
"You see, Beatrice, I have known you for a while now."
"I'm aware."
"We've gone through some pretty fucked up situations."
"Mhmm"
"We've also gone through some pretty fucking awesome situations."
I start crying happy tears.
"I'd like to be there for more, so, Beatrice, here is the golden question this whole speech has been about."
I nod.
"Ms. Prior, would you become my Mrs. Eaton?"
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Between the lines (sequel to Divergent High) ON HOLD
AcakSEQUEL TO DIVERGENT HIGH - ON HOLD Tris struggles through her unplanned pregnancy. Balancing college work and her babies, can she keep her sanity between the lines? DISCLAIMER: I do not own divergent or any of its original characters.