Allegiant alternate ending

Chapter 60

I woke up to the sun streaming through the small window in my parents bedroom. I turned my head to look at Tobias lying next to me and smiled. I had no nightmares last night.
Tobias must've sensed my eyes on him, for his eyelids fluttered open a few seconds after I looked at him.
"Morning," he said in a sleepy, sexy voice.
"Morning," I had the sheet pulled up to my neck and a section pulled into my chest with one hand.
He sat up and folded the blanket down. "Let's go pick our house," he smiled.
I beamed back at him. "Let's go pick our house."
An hour later, we were out the door and heading towards the train tracks. Tobias carried pieces of paper and a pencil in the back pocket of his jeans to write down the addresses of the houses we liked.
We went to an old suburban-ish neighbourhood that was on the outskirts of the city. Most of the houses were slowly deteriorating, or had been bombed. We walked through, not seeing anything that really caught our eye.
We turned another corner, going further into the neighbourhood. There, was what they used to call a cul-de-sac. And standing tall at the tip of the cul-de-sac was a beautiful home.
It had faded bluey-gray siding with dark blue shutters and white garage doors and window trimming with a white door. Well, sort of white. It now looked like a sort of grimy white, from dirt collection over the years. It had a black tiled roof and a white stoned driveway.
"Tobias," I hadn't realized I had stopped until I saw Tobias turning around, ten feet in front of me. "Let's go into that one."
He looked up at it, shielding his eyes from the sun. "Okay."
We walked straight to it, slowly opening the faded white door. Inside, there was a beautiful entryway. It was an open space of dark oak floors, with a white wooden staircase to the left and wrapping half around the circular room. To the right stood two pillars; the entryway to the large living room. Straight ahead and underneath the stairs was a doorway into the kitchen.
Tobias made the choice of looking at the living room first by pulling me towards it. On the wall to the right of the entryway was a grey-stoned fireplace with a white mantle. The oak floors continued in here. On the same wall of the entryway was another doorway, but on the opposite end of the room, which I assumed led to the kitchen. In the corner of the room, there was an aged, battered piano with keys sitting at different levels. The sofa that sat across from the fireplace was in the shape of an L, but was tattered and torn, the fabric almost entirely disintegrated. A wood coffee table sat in the middle of the couch and the fireplace, sort of in the crook of the L. A bay widow was also in the seating area, with faded and torn blue seat cushions and raggedy, faded beige curtains.
I was right, the doorway did lead to the kitchen. There was lots of counter space; the counters were in the shape of a flipped G, without the inner part. Most cabinet doors hung loosely on their hinges, or had fallen off completely. There were marble countertops, but they were cracked in some places. The tile that covered the floor was also cracked, too. Stools were toppled over next to the counter, where I imagined they once stood. To the left, you could see the door which lead to the entranceway. On the same wall where we came in from and to the right was two more doors. And across and to the right of where we entered the kitchen from the living room was another doorway. This doorway lead to a large formal dining room with a long, thick oak table. Some chairs that lined the table were standing, others toppled over like the stools, but there were eight in all. A chandelier sat in the middle of the table, once glittering and shining and hung above the table, now smashed and dusty.
On the right was two sets of glass-panelled doors leading to a back patio, which once probably had a beautiful garden, was now unruly green everywhere.
We went up the stairs and came to a hallway. There were three bedrooms and two bathrooms upstairs, one bathroom was off of one of the bedrooms.
I pulled Tobias back down the stairs and into the kitchen again, curious about the other two doors in the kitchen. Behind the first door was a pantry, kind of like the one back in my old abnegation home. It was empty, probably looted a long time ago, but some shelves still hung.
Behind the second door was another staircase. This one led down, into the basement. We found another large living-room-like space, as well as another bedroom and bathroom.
Tobias and I walked back up the stairs and stood in the entryway.
I spoke first. "This is it. I know, it seems like more than we need. But once we get it fixed up, we'll have a beautiful home to live in. And as for transportation, it is quite a ways to the city, but we could get a car to drive to the nearest part of the train tracks. Even if the city won't provide that, we've got the points we have."
He looked down on me, holding both my hands. I began to worry after a few seconds of silence, but his face cracked into a smile. "I think we could be happy here."
I felt a smile of my own spread across my face. And then I hugged him. "Okay!"
When we got back to the house in Abnegation, it was dark. We were both starving and exhausted from walking, so we cooked up dinner, ate, and went to bed.

(Okay!! I know the description might be a little confusing but I hope you appreciated it!! Honestly I pretty much just described my dream home so hopefully you think the house is Fourtris worthy. I think it'll be so sweet. What did y'all think of insurgent?? Tbh I was kinda disappointed. SPOILER ALERT: I really didn't love the whole box thing. And correct me if I'm wrong, because I haven't read insurgent lately, but didn't Tris and Tobias fight like, the whole book? Or at least some of it? And didn't they like, not have sex? Lol. I also miss Tris' long hair (I know that the whole hair chop thing was in the book). Also, what about the merciless mart?? And the whole "can't take the discs out right away" thing was kinda dumb. I also didn't find Marlene's death to be all that tragic, just cuz we didn't know her like we did in the book. Lol, the whole time I was watching it I kept whispering the differences to my boyfriend. It was probably really annoying but whatever :P. Thanks for reading!!)