Piece By Piece

Suicide?

One Month Later...
Tris POV.

"Goodbye Tori!" I wave as I leave the tattoo parlour. Tobias has been feeling sick so I start walking out of Dauntless to his favourite bakery to buy some dauntless cake and coffee, his favourites. It's a cloudy day with a small chill in the air, so everyone has a coat with them. I'm walking down the shops and spot Èclair getting home from school.
"Hey bug!" I say as I get closer to her, she looks up and says hi, looking back down at her feet, "Everything okay?"
"Mhm.."
"Would you like to come to the corner bakery with me? Getting your father some cake and coffee."
"No thanks, I'd like to just get home. It's kinda cold."
"Well alright, stay safe I'll be home soon. And don't tell your father I'm here!" I yell as she starts heading home.

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I unlock the door and walk inside. My cheeks are rosy and my hands are stiff. Winter's almost here and everything is getting much colder. Walking into the bedroom Tobias lays there asleep, looking peaceful as ever. I already put the goods on the counter so he can't see them. I take my coat and mittens off and shoes and crawl in bed with him, wrapping my arms around his frame. Eventually, his eyes flutter open.
"You're so cold," he states in a hushed tone.
"I know, at this rate it'll be snowing in no time," I whisper. He smiles rubbing my arms to warm them. I lean in to kiss him then and he leans back.
"I don't want to get you sick," I smile and hug him. I love hugging him. If I can't give him my best kisses, his embrace is just as welcoming. With my arms wrapped around his neck, be buried his face into mine. He sighs.
"I love you," he says.
"I love you too." I get up from bed and leave, before I go to brew up coffee and serve some cake I say, "in fact..." With a smirk, leaving him confused.

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Tobias POV.

Tris leaves and I laugh quietly, she's so cute.

She comes back a little later holding a cup of coffee and cake from my favourite corner bakery in Chicago.
"Love you didn't have to do that," I say. Tris smiles and says,
"You're sick and I wanted you to feel better in the process of getting better." I go to kiss her cheek but then I stop myself.
"God damn it's so hard to resist kissing you when I'm sick." She giggles,
"You know you can kiss my cheek right? It won't get me sick." I brighten up and kiss her cheek multiple times making her laugh more.

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I finally get out of bed, and go to Èclair's room down the hall, and she is just sitting on her bed, staring in front of her. I go and sit beside her and ask "What's wrong?" She doesn't reply, so I just leave her to be alone for some more. I turn on the tv and Tris comes and joins me. I turn on the news and after a while a story comes up from last night. Saying a young girl from Dauntless, jumped into the Chasm identified as a sixteen year old named Jenna Surkowsky. At this Tris cringes and looks away, tears probably threatening at her eyes to release. Èclair is grieving, and I didn't know. I didn't know.

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Tris POV.

After a couple hours I go and check on Èclair and she's still sitting on her bed, staring straight ahead.
"She wouldn't have wanted you to do this.. stare at walls. When your grandmother died I wanted to so badly.. but I knew she wouldn't want me to. I understand Èclair, and it's okay to feel the way you do." I sit beside her on her bed and she slumps beside me.
"Mom, I didn't even know she wasn't okay.. I didn't know, I didn't know, I didn't." She starts to cry into my shoulder and I hug her shushing her in comfort.