The Sound of Your Voice | on hold

Chapter 28

Taking a study break ._.
Almost done... One exam dead, three left.
HOLY CRAP I MADE SUCH A CRAP MISTAKE! I SCREWED UP ROUNDING.
DAFUQ. OUT OF EVERYTHING TO SCREW UP I SCREW ROUNDING.

"Dude!" Zeke cries when he sees me. "We haven't seen you in years!"
I wrap him into a sort of a bro-hug. "Thanks for everything," I tell him, quite shyly.
I've missed so much. Shauna and Zeke are now married, and I couldn't go to the wedding of my two best friends, just because of my busy celebrity life.
"Have you seen Tris around in Dauntless?" I can't help but ask, it's killing me within.
Zeke shakes his head. "As soon as she came back, she left her position and joined the Factionless."
I'm quiet.
Why Tris? Why?
"Four!" squeals a feminine voice, as I recognize as my ex-fiancée. Christina...
"Hey," I greet, wrapping her into a hug.
"Have you found your girl?" Christina gives me a small smile. "I know she's waiting for you."
~
I take a running start, leaping onto the train.
Just like the Dauntless I am.
As I hold onto the bars, a smile overcomes my face.
I've missed this feeling. I've missed this feeling of being free.
The floor of the train shakes, and a mother in front of me holds the hand of her boy.
Besides the three of us, there's no one else on this train.
It's too late, anyways. Nightfall has fallen upon us, and crickets are chirping in the distance.
I slump against the wall, waiting for my stop, listening to the calming words of the mother.
"Toby," she whispers, stroking his dark hair. "Be quiet when we approach."
I feel kinda stalkerish, for the woman doesn't know I'm here.
"We can't wake up the other people, everyone's sleeping."
The boy looks up towards his mom, and all I catch are glassy, sea-green eyes.
"Okay mommy."
He turns around, catching sight of me. He looks back towards his mother, wearing a pout on his adorable face.
He tugs on her sleeve. "Mommy, you said everyone is asleep."
And the woman turns around, meeting my eye. Her saddened, grey eyes hold a trace of recognition in them.
"Tris..." I whisper, quietly.
She bites her lip, and turns back around.
"Tris..." I call her name, more loudly.
"Mommy," Toby tugs on her sleeve. "The man knows you."
"Toby," Tris closes her eyes, her beautiful eyes. "That's your daddy."
And before I can grasp on the fact that I have a son, Tris leaps off the train, Toby in tow.

Holy.
What.
...
QOTC: How long are each of your finals?
Me: 2 hours

~ Evie