Divergent High

Chapter 57~ An Open Heart by an open fire

Tris POV
We get home from a very eventful day at school, Tobias goes to shower and I change into a big black sweatshirt, that's really Tobias's. It comes mid thigh on me, I put on some cotton short shorts and pull my hair into a messy bun so it's out of my eyes. I still have my necklace on, I never take it off, same with my promise ring. Tobias comes out with a grey towel wrapped around his waist, he throws out the clothes he had on earlier since they're all torn.

He changes into black sweatpants, and a plain white muscle t-shirt, He also still has his dog tags on, I like that we have something that we can share and always have on. He walks out to the living room and gets a fire going in the fire place. I make some tea for myself and get Tobias's soda from the fridge, he wanted to finish it up. I go over and sit on the couch beside him, facing him.

"How ya doing?" I ask. He's been quiet all afternoon, I haven't heard his voice since earlier today when I cleaned him up in the restroom. He looks up from look in his lap, his left eye is now a black eye. He has bruised all over his jaw and a dark almost black one on his right cheek.

"Doing alright I guess." He says quietly. I place my hand on his thigh, "Tell me what you're thinking?" I say. He sighs, but answers.

"I'm trying to forget my past. The hurt. Trying to move forward, with my life, with you." He says. "But today, I got it shoved back into my face." He says. He looks back down in his lap, playing with his fingers.

"Hey. Look at me." I say lifting his chin so he looks into my eyes. "You still can. This boy, is one boy. One person. You don't have to give in and stop progressing forward just because of him." I tell him softly. You can feel the warmth from the fire and you can hear the crackling of the fire.

Then, I spot it, there sliding down his cheek is a big fat tear. It runs down and plops into his lap. He goes to wipe away the trail it left but I beat him to it. I wipe it away with my thumb and the entire time, his bold blue eyes watch me.

"You're not alone, nor will you ever be." I whisper to him. "You can't forget your past. But you can move forward." I say. Another tear falls and I wipe it away. "Don't let anyone take that away from you." I say and he brings his lips to mine.

We move in sync with each other, getting more heated and more passionate with each kiss, with each touch. He pulls back, but not far, just to where our foreheads are touching. "I love you." He whispers. "I love you too." I say. And there, there in the living room filled with warmth and love, we made love.