Chapter 14

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PETER POV:

"Hey, Andy, I'm going to go to the glass room." I say as I lift out of my seat.

"Oh! Yeah! I saw someone go in there, she didn't look Like she was from wing J." Andy stated.

I nodded and walked away from the canteen. I looked down at my feet, everyday I think of her, but I need to get over her. She didn't look for me, like I would of looked for her. She didn't find me. She didn't save me, and now it's too late. I am not taking her back... I thought she loved me. But you don't who to tru--"

"Peter!" Hail interrupted my thoughts.

I looked up, " Hail? What are you doing here? It's been ages." It's been ages. Too long.

"I've got to go.." I mutter,
" wait, what? But it's been ages.."
"Exactly." I push past her and enter the wing J. I pass through everyone and place my hand on the push button.

The doors depart and I set foot in through the door. Instantly, I regret it.

Her hair, longer then last time, her body, thinner then before, but I know it's her. All sudden hate of her faded and replaced by love.. It didn't last.

"Tris" I mutter silently, love still present. I shake it off.

She turns around and shock fills her face. She runs up to me and hugs me, her hair, the smell of fresh apples, filled my nose. I didn't hug back. She took a step back and looked at me confused.

I felt my jaw tense.
" Tris.." I didn't think I would ever say this but," I don't ever want to see you again. You think you can come running back after you LEFT me to DIE, in Eric's hands." I smashed my hand into the button and walked out the door, my hands still tense. I didn't want to turn around, because if I did, I know I would come running back to her. But not this time.

Sorry it's short.

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