The Sound of Your Voice | on hold

Chapter 32

I wasn't planning on posting anything until I finished He's My Brother, but I felt like you people deserved this... so like here you go.

Don't expect an update soon, and sorry, because school is coming around and I still need to finish and edit He's My Brother.

Eh... But enjoy this short thing ^-^

"And the singing career just ended like that?" Tris's whisper sent my heart into flurries, and I slowly turned over to her.

I may have forgotten to tell her that she was the reason why it ended, because she was the reason why my mind was always so occupied. She was in my head, and she never went out of it.

"I guess," I responded cooly, almost wincing at how stupid I sounded. I sounded like some five year old boy trying to sound chill.

We were currently perched in front of the flames of Tris's fireplace. Tobiah was fast asleep with his new bear, and I was surprised he had even taken the small little Dauntless teddy bear I had given him, as some sort of "I'm sorry I haven't been here for almost your whole life" apology present.

Tobiah still hated me, but the fact that that he accepted the bear made me feel that the boy - my son - was starting to see me as an actual human.

"Are you going to stay over tonight?" Tris asked me, awkwardly. She was hugging the pink plush blanket that we had taken with us to the Ferris wheel.

"I have my own-" I began, but I was cut off by her small voice.

"Stay with me?" she whispered, and it was so quiet I almost didn't hear her. Never in my life have I seen the girl acting shy.

"Always," I silenced her, and she shot me a grateful smile as she lead me down the hallway.

~

I was lying across the fold-our couch of Tris's bedroom. My heart was pounding in my chest, as I tried to rethink what I had just saw, oh so casually sitting on her desk.

It was a photo, but not just any photo. It was a photo that told me that I might still have a shot with Tris, in gaining back everything I had lost when I traveled to New York.

The photo had been through so much. It was tore throughout the middle, taped back together, and was kept in a shattered frame that was placed facedown on Tris's desk.

I snuck a glance towards peacefully asleep Tris, dozing as she hugged her pillow. She had taken some sleeping pills, something that she didn't do back in our pasts.

"I miss you," I whispered to her, out of instinct. A racing thought spread through my mind, and I quickly stood up, words and jumbled ideas running through my head.

I whipped out my phone from my pocket, scrolling through my contacts until I found the name I was searching for.

Amar.

Why do you think Tobias is trying to contact Amar? How do you feel about him and Tris's budding relationship?

So like I said, I probably won't be updating soon. However, if this chapter manages to get ten votes and twenty comments in the next five days, you can consider yourself an update. <- that did not make sense.

So... Toodles! Goodnight to those in the same time zone as me.

And to He's My Brother readers - I'll probably might finish the rough draft of the book in two days... Holy crap.

~ your favorite Evie <3