Tris POV
I wait for Caleb to signal me in. I know they're already here. Not even five minutes into Caleb's introductory speech I hear someone yelling. Not just anyone. Tobias. I ignore my signal and walk in where I see Caleb's face, bloody and bruised lying on the wood floor being beaten by an extremely angry Tobias. I pull him off and he drops to floor and sobs. I don't think I've ever seen him cry before. By instinct, I start rubbing light circles on his back. He stops crying. I sit down right in front of him and examine his face. His eyes swollen and red due to the recent crying, but other than that, normal. He looks older obviously, but no drastic changes. I fight back the tears as I speak.
"Nice to see you Tobias"
He lifts his hands from his face, he stares in shock.
"Tris...?" He says.
Tears are threatening to spill.
Finally.
We are finally together again.
"In the flesh" I croak.
He wastes no time, planting his lips on mine. His touch is electrifying. I have craved it for so long. I kiss back. Hard.
After two minutes of making out, we both need air. I burry my face into his chest.
This is how it's supposed to be.
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I just wanted to do this scene in Tris's POV. Thanks for reading!
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Fanfiction"I suppose a fire that burns bright is not meant to last" But Tris Prior's fire is not extinguished.
