Fours POV:
It's still very early in the morning, so I don't come across anyone on my way back to Dauntless. It's only about half an hour before I reach the entrance. My rumbling tummy reminds me that I need something to eat, so I head in the direction of the cafeteria. I'm about halfway there when I spot Zeke. We haven't spoken since Uriah's life support was turned off. I blame myself for his death, and Zeke blames me too—rightfully so.
I must have caught Zeke's attention as well because he stops dead in his tracks. We stand there staring at each other for a moment. I expect to see hate and pain spread across his face, but instead, he looks almost pitiful? The doors to the café are swung open aggressively by some boisterous Dauntless teens, the sound jolting us back to reality. I look away, my gaze dropping to the floor. I don't know what to say or do. I promised Zeke I'd look after his little brother, and I failed him. How does one apologize for being responsible for the death of his best friend's brother? I turn and walk away, my hunger evaporating; if anything, I feel like I want to be sick.
Once I'm back in my apartment, I place her ashes back on my dresser. "I promise you will not live on this dresser forever; I'll give you a proper send-off one day," I say. Defeat washes over me. I gave myself one task and failed miserably—I didn't even make it halfway. I'll try again tomorrow, and I'll try every day until it feels right.
Then, I hear a quiet knock at the door. I hesitate to move, dreading who might be on the other side. They don't knock again, so I finally go to open the door. To my surprise, nobody is there. I look down and see a tray of food with a note on top. I quickly pick up the tray and close the door behind me.
The tray holds a simple breakfast: oatmeal, a slice of brown bread, and a bran muffin. Abnegation food, the kind I'd usually choose for myself. Without even glancing at the note, I can already guess who left it, but I read it anyway.
'Eat, drink some water, then meet me in the training room in an hour. And for god's sake, man, take a shower; I could smell you from a mile away.'
- Z
A small smile tugs at the corners of my mouth despite the heaviness in my chest.
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Renascent
FanfictionSo, naturally after reading allegiant I wanted to burn my book. I read a few fanfics but nothing was giving me exactly what I wanted so I decided to write my own ending. This carries on from the shooting in Allegiant. Please keep your butter knife...
