Resurgence (Life After Allegiant - Divergent Fanfiction)

Prologue

Mom.

Dad.

Uriah.

Will.

Marlene.

Lynn.

Tori.

Al.

Fernando.

Edward.

Eric.

Jeanine.

All the people I’ve finally been reunited with after painfully watching each and every one of their deaths, once in reality and continually in my head. Some filled me with grief like I was full of cement and other’s made me feel  that I’d been set free, like a bird set free from it’s cage. I feel like I belong here, with them. I, so many times, escaped this place but now I know that this is truly where I belong. As much as I’ve yearned to be living my previous life, to see what my life and even my  death achieved, I feel like I never meant to be there, here I where I was always meant to be. Since before I could remember I only wanted somewhere where I could feel at home, a place that could be a part of me, and now I have found it. Home, for now and always.

My mother always said in our previous life, “Everyone lives twice, the first time you die and never return and the second is impossible to die, because you live in people’s memories and dreams. That second life is just as important as the first.” I would hope she’s right, but my mother was someone that when it comes to the meaning of life she was always right so I don’t need to hope, I know. Remembering her saying that to me was maybe part of the reason I felt so strongly to save the memories of all the Chicago people no matter what the cost.

Sometimes I wonder what my life would be like if David hadn’t been in the Weapons Room or that bullet that landed David in his wheelchair had been better aimed at his head. The endless possibilities that could’ve prevented my exit from that world. I stopped trying to imagine that a long time ago, knowing that it could never be true.  I realised that I never truly felt safe anywhere even before I transferred to Dauntless. Now I feel revived even though I am dead, like the release of danger has given me new hope, a new feeling of safety which I never thought possible.

I often find myself thinking of what it’s like where I once lived. What was the outcome of that one pressing of that green button that led to my death? What happened to the people in Chicago, are they still ruled by Evelyn? What about the Allegiant? Is Tobias safe? How are Zeke and Hana coping with Uriah’s death? Does Caleb feel guilty for my death, like it was all is fault? I hate not having answers to all my questions; it’s as bad the feeling when you know someone is hiding the truth from you.

But there is always a part of me back there, back in my previous life and it thrives in Tobias’ heart. The only pain I felt that day in the Weapons Room wasn’t the bullet, it was knowing that I will never see Tobias again, never touch his striking jawline, never feel the rush of his lips on mine, ever again.  He made me feel wanted in a place where I thought no one cared. I will never feel whole until I am with him again but only he can come to me and in a sense I don’t want that to happen right now, that would be selfish. I want him to live his life, remember me, find happiness through the dark times, fulfil his dreams. I know that we will never truly be apart, not even death can separate us.

You never being to understand how short life is until you take your last breath and you feel peace with your broken world.

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Hey, hey, hey guysssss!!!

I hope you enjoyed the first part of my story. I know I didn't like the Allegiant ending so I hope, if you're like me, then this will help with your pain!!

 

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