Finding Home

Part Twelve

a/n: Happy 4th to all of my fellow Americans!I hope you had a great day and enjoy! I tried to edit this chapter, so bare with me if you find any small errors. 

Chapter Twelve

Three years ago...

He stares at the small piece of metal as the love of his life leaves him. His shoulders slump downwards and his heart feels like it's shattered into a million pieces. He never meant for this to happen. He's the dumbest person in the Earth to go and cheat on her.

He doesn't know what to do. He can't bring himself to follow her because he knows that if he tries to, he will just make the situation even worse.

The feeling deepens each minute as he feels himself falling into a never ending black pit.

It's when he finally realizes what just happened, he is able to move his feet and chase after her.

His heart pounds in his chest as he runs the to lobby of his apartment complex. He decides to run down ten flight of stairs instead of taking the elevator. One, due to his claustrophobia and two, because the elevators travel slower than he can possibly imagine. He runs outside like a madman and searches the whole block. He checks the parking garage and everywhere he could possible think of at the moment.

Tobias doesn't want to believe that Tris is no longer with him. They were to happy. How could a day start off so great and turn out so bad?

This morning, Tris had made Tobias a breakfast of blueberry muffins (his favorite) and several slices of bacon. She even got up early in the morning just to make the baked goodies.

His chest constricts even tighter and it's then when he notices the deep pounding in his head.

"Hey, it's Tris. Please leave a message after the beep. Wait, babe, am I supposed to make a beep sound or something? I don't know how--" her voice message is cut off in the middle of his sentence. He smiles slightly at the memory because he had tried to instruct Tris on how to make a voice message since clearly she had never done it before. After the fifth attempt, she gave up trying and left her message like that.

"It's me." His voice slightly cracks. "Uhm, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that. I do love you. Please come back. I miss you." He ends the message lamely and glares at his phone.

"You're a fucking idiot, Tobias. I hope you get hit by a car." Though he doesn't mean it, he can't express enough how guilty and idiotic he feels.

He goes back to his phone and makes another call. This time the person picks up which makes Tobias sigh out in relief.

"What?!"

"Zeke, I messed up."

"I swear if you're making me drive all he way to your apartment, and if I catch you and Tris doing the dance in your bed again, I swear I'm going to--"

"Tris broke up with me."

"I'll be there in five." And the line goes dead.

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Present Day...

Tobias wakes up the next morning tangled with another human's body. His mind's register it at first, but when he does, he starts having a mental panic attack.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Shit shit shit shit. Nooooooo. This cannot be happening. Shittttttt." He draws out as he tries to untangle him with the body. It's then again when he notices that he is not in his home, but in Christina's bedroom.

His eyes widen even larger than before if even possible. He pokes the body. "Christina?" He asks praying to the gods that he did not just sleep with one of his good friend's girlfriend. "Please don't be her, please don't be her."