For The Better

Chapter 27

 7 months later-

Shailene's Pov

I stand watching Lucas at the Choosing Ceremony.

We started dating 6 months ago.

I'm not supposed to be here but since i'm dauntless I don't care.

I stand hidden away in the shadows.

All the names pass in a blur, but when Lucas gets called it's loud and crisp. Like a knife hitting a target in dead silence.

I watch as he walks up the steps his jaw tightening. He never told me what he wanted to choose.

He takes the knife and opens his palm.

He slides the knife over it too fast and drops it over the Abnegation's stones.

I feel the tears slip over my cheeks.

He scans the crowd and his eyes land on me.

He knew I would be there.

How did he find out where I was?

He takes a deep breath and walks off to join where the abnegation are supposed to be.

No one is there except him.

I begin to walk out but I hear a familiar name.

"Rosalea Pesce."

I turn around and watch as the small blonde amity girl with bright green eyes skips up there with a smile and takes the knife.

She slowly slides it over her palm and into the Abnegation stones.

She walks over and stands beside Lucas.

He grabs her hand and they both smile and look down.

I run out and wait for the train.

Tris' Pov

I sit at the Chasm leaning on the bar that divides life and drop into rocks and crashing water.

I still haven't remembered Tobias.

We don't talk much but my daughter Shailene recently started to talk with me.

She told me how Hayley, Tobias' girlfriend died after a drug overdose.

She also told me about her boyfriend Lucas.

I understand what Peter was talking about now. Now, that I know who Lucas is at least.

I sigh to myself.

I run my hands through my shaved hair.

My hair looked totally stupid with one side gone so I cut it all off.

There's still hair but its short.

I listen to the sound of the people buzzing about Choosing Day.

I could care less.

"Hey."

I turn my head to the side and see Tobias standing there.

He looks like he's been crying but he also looks like he was slapped so I can't tell which one it was.

He wear's a black shirt and jeans.

His hair looks like he's run his hands through it too many times.

His hand's stay in his pants pockets, thumbs in his jeans belt loops.

"Hey." I say back finally.

His eyes look tired and sad.

"Why are you out here?" He asks.

Why am I out here?

I dont even know.

I shrug and straighten myself up.

His eyes skim down my body and back up.

He steps closer but only to take my hand in his.

I look at my hand rested on his palm and he kisses it lightly.

I smile a little.

"Do you remember this place?" He asks me with hope.

I shake my head and look up at him.

"I wish I could." I say.

He slides his arms around my waist and pulls me closer.

I can feel my heartbeat in my fingers and toes. Fast and pumping hard.

My hands beading with sweat but he doesn't seem to mind or notice.

I let myself place my hands on his chest.

He smiles.

"Maybe I can help you remember."

He leans down slowly and kisses me.

I kiss back.

His lips are soft and smooth.

They slide perfectly against mine.

One of his hands goes up and cups my cheek and the other stays at my waist.

My hands slide up and wrap around the back of his neck, my fingers sliding into his hair.

Images flash through my mind.

Us climbing the Ferris Wheel.

Us in his fear landscape.

Us holding hands as we walk.

Us kissing in the Chasm

Us.

All of us.

Every part and every second of my future I want to be us.

So when I pull back I whisper the three words that can change everything.

"I love you."