27|"I'm Not Real."

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<Tris's POV>

Calloused hands from years of using rough metal stroke my face in slow motions. Our eyes are locked on each other. His blue ones deep enough for me to fall into. Our foreheads are the only part of our bodies touching besides his hand stroking my jaw innocently. "Tris," my name leaves his lips gracefully. I smile as the slow wind tousles around my blonde hair in tiny swirls. "Tris, I love you," he says. I blink slowly then lock our eyes again.

"I love you too." I take his hand and we stand there for no more than a second when he speaks again.

"Tris, Tris you know I'm not real, I'm not real," he says. A frown forms on my face.

"What do you mean?" I ask in a worried tone.

"Tris I'm not real, I'm dead Tris, I'm dead." I begin to panic and suddenly a bloody and bruised Tobias is laying my lap. My breathing pace picks up.

"Tobias!" I shout scared. The breeze comes to a sudden stop.

"Tris," he whispers and his whole body gets heavier.

"Tobias!" I scream again,"don't you dare leave me again! Please don't! Tobias!"

"Tris!"

"Tobias!"

"Tris come on!"

"TOBIAS!" I scream in a shrill. Arms wrap around me as I scream and flail my whole body around in bed.

"Shhh, Tris, it me Marlene," she whispers in my ear with her arms wrapped around me. I feel the tears trailed down my face.

"No! I had him! I was holding his hand!" I yell.

"Tris we've been over this, it wasn't your fault," Marlene protests. I shake my head.

"I could've just pulled him up." Marlene just sighs and holds me close to her. "Tobias!" I continue to scream. Scrambling out of my friends grasp I fall to the floor and ball the cheap carpet in my hands with white knuckles. Pure screams of despair come out of me for what seems like hours. I'm surprised I even hear my door opening. Will comes running in with his pajama clad body. My best friend reaches for me on the ground and picks me up. He holds me in a position where my face is buried in his shoulder. My short legs don't touch the ground, but Will doesn't let me fall. "I lost him!" I scream. Will shushes me and hold me close. Next thing I know all my friends are in my room except for Lynn and Hector.

I've calmed down in the course of ten minutes and my friends all decided it was a good time to all sit down and talk. Lynn walks into the door way wearing only undergarments and a tight black tank top. "Nice pants Lynn," Uriah says trying to lighten the mood. Lynn looks down at her pants-less legs and shrugs. Christina is sitting next to me in our little circle and rubbing my back. "Okay so I've been thinking," Zeke begins.

"That's new," Shauna mumbles. Zeke glares at her before continuing.

"Anyways, I've been thinking and I know it sounds crazy, but I think we should look for Four's body," he suggests. My ears perk up. Maybe that would help. If I could at least bury him properly.

"I'm all for it," I say emotionlessly. Christina shots all of us a worried look.

"So we just take the tunnels that go under the river?" She questions. Marlene nods. "But his body went in the river," Christina says. I cringe.

"But it was windy that day, the current most likely pulled his body to the bank," Will says.

"Your erudite is showing," Uriah says.

"No that's just being smart, obviously Erudite isn't just known for being smart anymore," Will says disdainfully. We all go a little silent. Finally Lynn breaks the silence.

"So when do we go?"

"We tell Tori tomorrow morning then we are out of here," I say. Everyone nods in agreement.

"We'll need weapons," Zeke says, "just in case."

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It took nearly an hour just to convince Tori of our plan, but eventually she noncommittally agreed to our plan. We are walking through the tunnel that leads to the other side of the electrocuted river. All of us dressed in our Dauntless black clothing. All of us have at least two guns, and I have slipped a knife in each boot, not to mention a small pistol in an inside pocket of my jacket. I take no chances. Christina hangs in the back with me and takes my hand. I look at her and she smiles at me. "I'm sorry this happened to us," she says. I nod in agreement.

"Me too." She sighs.

"We had our whole future ahead of us there, Will and I were finally getting somewhere and I think he was going to ask me to marry him," Christina says smiling. When I force a smile hers fades. "Sorry, to bring up the relationship thing," Chris apologizes. I shake my head and take a deep breath.

"It's alright, really once I find his body and bury it I'll be okay," I say. Christina squeezes my hand.

"Then I'll make it my mission, if it costs me my life," she claims. I shake my head.

"No I need you to much," I tell her. Christina smiles. Our beautiful moment is ruined when Uriah shouts.

"The door is right here," he claims. We all watch as he slowly opens the door.  It's safe to exit. The daylight hits us hard considering we were just in such a dark tunnel. We emerge like creatures of the night in the midst of the brightest day. I cover my eyes and the exit the tunnel after everyone else. Eventually my eyes adjust and we all regroup.

"Alright guys, let's stay together, have a weapon ready, let's go find my best friend," Zeke says before raising his gun. We all follow suit and go down to the waters edge. It's nice to be outside and have the comfort of knowing I will be able to see my loves body and give him a proper funeral. I begin to wonder what his body will look like.

Will it be torn beyond repair and recognition? Or has some force of nature taken mercy and let him remain peaceful in his death?

My thoughts are interrupted when Zeke stops all of us from walking. He puts a single finger to his lips and the point behind a few bushes. It's silent as far as I can tell until a figure jumps out from the bushes. Brown hair, dark eyes, an obviously tall boy. His body is clad in black, his hair falls over his forehead messily, sweat drenched despite the fact that it is quite cool out. We all put our hands up in defense.

My mouth drops open. I can't believe it. He holds a gun up to us until his eyes hit me. "Beatrice?"

"Caleb?"

A/N HAHA DID YOU THINK IT WAS TOBIAS WELL YOU WERE WRONG, SUCK IT CALEB IS BACK BITCHES AND BETTER THAN EVER JUST YOU WAIT.

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