Chapter 28

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Hey readers!
So I'm going to be ending this story soon, probably there will only be 1 or 2 chapters left.

So, I just wanted you guys to know that.

Enjoy this chapter! I'll update soon!

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Tris Prior's Point of View

Darkness.

Darkness used to frighten me as a child, I was haunted by a paranoid feeling that something will pop out and hurt me.

Darkness is supposed to be scary.

Since when did darkness be so relieving?

The sounds of Four's sobs fill the atmosphere.

The sound of his pain. And the hope that lingers underneath it. He expects that I'll survive the gunshot wound.

I won't.

But, I'm glad that I'm not able to see his pain; I wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Please, please don't leave me." He cries, his hand rests my cheek, slightly wet from either his tears or my blood. "You can't leave; I love you. I love you."

My heart aches at his words, I don't want to leave him.

"Tris! Tris!" Christina shouts, sobs taking over. Her rapid footsteps getting closer. "No! No!" I feel her warm hand grip mine.

"Holy shit." Uriah whispers, I could hear him containing his tears. Sobs from Chris and Four continue on.

"Uriah. Uriah. What do we do?" Four asks, hope glistening in his speech.

"Four, man, she's not going to make it." Uriah replies, pity in his tone.

"No! No! She's still alive! She can survive!" He yells, anger and sorrow etched in his words.

"The wound is too deep! It's too deep!" Uriah screams, and than I could hear him crying. "She's gone."

"No...no...Tris, don't go. I need you." Four whimpers. His metallic scent grows stronger, until I feel
His lips on mine.

He tastes like tears. I suddenly have the urgency to tell him that I'll be fine.

But my lips aren't working.

I'm dead, aren't I?

No, no. I'm not dead yet. I'm dying. Slowly.

Four pulls away, and I yearn for his lips to be on mine one more time.

"Tris Prior, you were the light of my life, you always will be. You were the happiness that I needed, you were the person that I felt most comfortable with at some times. You were always there for me. I wish there wasn't a damn apocalypse, because right now, we would be married, our child will be in a better environment. " He pauses, and I could tell he's holding back tears.

"Yet I'm so grateful that I spent so many years with you. I love you. I love you so much. You are such a strong person Tris, but now, you can-" He stops for a second, "Now you can let go." His words makes me want to cry and embrace him and tell him that I'll try to stay. But I can't move.

I feel myself slowly slipping away. Christina's hand grips me tighter.

"Goodbye Tris," She whimpers, Four's sobs in the background. I feel a new hand on my other hand.

"I'll protect the family." Uri whispers.

And with that final note,

I slip away with the taste of Four's salty tears in my mouth.

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I'm not Veronica Roth okay? Just want to put that out there XD

Next chapter will be the final chapter readers!

Stay tuned.

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