Did he just say, what I think he said. "Caleb's in a co-coma?", I ask, my voice failing on me. He nodded his head. "Oh my god.", I whisper. His new dad or what ever left I slammed the door shut and ran up stairs. I hear Tobias running upstairs, and to our room. "Why him! Why?!", I whisper to myself. "Tris? Are you ok?" I shake my head silently. He pulls me up from the pillow and into his lap. I burry my head in his chest as I let it all out. But there is one thing I question about my life. I may look like I have a good life, a good boyfriend which I do have a good boyfriend, good friends, but I've learned how to bottle up my emotions, and act like I'm happy no matter what. I've learned how to do that, but I've never put it into use. Now I have a reason to bottle up all the emotions I ever had, and act like I'm happy. But I have one question to God, or whoever may be up there watching over us. Why?
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What's next? A Divergent High Powers sequel
FanfictionHave you ever wondered what happened to Tobias and Tris after and during summer break? This is the sequel to my first book divergent high powers. Read the first book to know what is happening.
