Chapter 11

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A/N:  The above picture is Tris's wedding outfit, in the next chapter Tobias's tux will be there.  Okay on with the chapter!

Tris's POV

When I wake up I have the sudden urge to throw up.  I run to the bathroom and lift the toilet lid just in time.  I sit there another few minutes just to make sure I don't throw up again.  But I do.  This time Tobias comes in and sits next to me with a thermometer in hand.  

" Let me take your temperature really quick, Tris." he says to me.  I lean against the wall and let him put the thermometer in my mouth.  We wait a few seconds till we hear a little beep. 

" 104.6." I tell him.  

" Your sick.  Let's get you settled on the couch." We stand up and I walk into the living room.  Tobias goes to the storage room.  He comes out with a pillow and some blankets.  He tells me to sit down and then he puts the blankets around me.  

" I guess it won't be bad if I stay here for today instead of going to work, will it?" he ask me, kneeling in front of me.

" No i guess not. " I say.

" Wanna watch a movie?" 

" Sure.  How about Beauty and the Beast?"  he nods and puts in the movie then gets under the blankets with me.  I lay my head on his shoulder and watch the movie


time lapse to 2 hours later

" Tris I'm gonna go get some food for us, okay?" Tobias ask me.  I nod then fall asleep.


Tobias's POV

I lock the door to the apartment and walk towards the cafeteria.  I hear a bunch of yells coming from the pit and run to see what happened.  It's probably Zeke who fought with someone.  But no, it's someone in gray.  Marcus.

I run back to the apartment.  I wake up Tris.

" Marcus is here.  We need to run.  Come on, I'll carry you." she nods and I pick her up.  I run out of the apartment and to the trains.  Tris fell asleep in my arms.  She looks pale and fragile.  I get lost in thought, thinking about the wedding and what we'll do after.  I feel a thumping on my chest and see Tris throwing up again.  I sit down and Tris continues to puke. 

" I'm sorry, Tobias.  I threw up all over your pants." Tris says.  I look down and see that, indeed, she did throw up on my pants.  I wipe her mouth with the sleeve of my jacket.

" It's fine.  I'm not Christina." I laugh out the last part.  She lays her head on my chest.

" Where are we going?" 

"I don't know, Tris.  I don't know." 


Hey my Divergent Rebels!  Sorry it sucks it's kinda a filler chapter.  The next one will be longer.  Anywhooooo, thanks for reading and don't forget to comment and vote, till next chapter,

                             4-divergent-6     



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