Remembering you - a Divergent fanfic

Chapter 2

Tobias's pov


"I-I'm sorry" she stutters "but I don't know who you are"


I felt like my heart just broke into a million pieces, no matter how cliche that sounds. I do love her, I do, so so much, but she dosen't remember me.

Tris still looks uncomfortable, so I decide to speak "I'm Tobias.. Tobias Eaton", she still looks so confused. All I want is for her to tell me that she has her memories, that she does remember me and that everything will be all right, but right now, I know that every thing is not okay and well and she can't just get better just like that. I know if Tris was well an had her memories right now she would be telling me to suck it up, so I will, for now. "I, uh.. I was your boyfriend" I look down, don't cry Tobias, don't cry Tobias, all she'll do is pity me, after all, she dosent even know me.

"Oh.." is all she says, and her voice is small, just like it was when we first met.

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I didn't want to leave Tris at the hospital, but I knew I had to, it pained me to much to see her and I can't just keep her away from everyone else who cares about her.

I promised myself that I wouldn't cry in front of her, that it would just make things worse, but after I came back from a depressing lunch with Uriah and Zeke I just sat down agains the walk outside of the room she's staying in, leaning my head against the wall, boy was I tired, all I wanted to do is go to sleep, and wake up to find out this was all a dream, but on the other side of the wall I heard... crying.

I stole a glance into the door window and could see Tris by herself sobbing, and it broke my heart, even more if that was even possible. "I don't know! I want my memories back! I don't know who anyone is and I'm so confused and-" she let go a shaky breath and looked up, tears streaming down her face, "I'm scared", I couldn't hear her through the glass but I'm pretty sure that's what she said.

I couldn't take it anymore so that's when I left, and now I'm here in my bed trying to get some sleep when I know it's useless.

I can't help but feel this is all my fault, that if I didn't call her she wouldn't have gotten into an accident. Of course Mr. and Mrs. Prior told me that it wasn't my fault, but I think it's just because theyre being the selfless person they are.

I deserve the beatings I got when I got home, apparently it didn't take long for Marcus to hear that Tris got into an accident and lost her memories. Today's were worst, my father always adored Tris for her bravery, and selfless and always said I didn't deserve her, he often said he rather her his child than me, but of course Tris knew about the beatings and absouloutley hated him. Today he made sure he hit me extra hard, he even him me on the face, where there now is a big mark from his belt across my face.

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Tris pov

The hospital air is cold and I wrap the blankets around me to cover myself. I turn on my side expecting to see Tobias, but instead find an empty chair. I look to the clock and see it's 2am. hmph. Aperently it's Sunday. The past two days my parents and Caleb stayed with me during the day when they weren't at work or doing something, giving me most or their time. They tried to refresh my memories, to see if I remember anything at all, but I don't. Tobias comes at night when my family leaves and sits in that chair, we don't usually talk, but the silence is comfortable, just how I want it to be. Everyone coming in to see me comes in crying or squealing and it's just a stress, they talk to me and I just give them the 'I don't know' and 'I'm sorry but I don't know you' and I feel like Tobias is the only one who doesn't push it, and I'm grateful for that.

In the times I'm supposed to be sleeping, I just rest, closing my eyes, and wishing I ceased to exist, them maybe I wouldn't cause all this grief for these people I supposedly cared about.

Sometimes I hear Tobias talking to himself, or rather to me, when I'm 'sleeping', I know how sad my mother and father was, and how enraged Caleb was at Tobias but at the same time sad, but I think that this whole situation struck Tobias the hardest, the way his shoulders that I'm assuming are supposed to be up and intimidating, are now down and slouched, and his dark blue eyes I saw in a dream I had, are paler, more a gray than a blue, almost as if a piece of him is missing, and maybe I was that piece.

I hear footsteps coming toward my room. Who would come into my room at 2 in the morning? I close my eyes and pretend I'm asleep.

The person walks over to the chair and sits down, gently grabbing my hand, and starts to run circles gently with its thumb. By the softness of the hand I know it's Tobias, he does this a lot, when I'm resting of course.

He does that for 10 more minutes, then he says "I'm so sorry Tris," sorry for what? what is he talking about? these are the things that frustrate me, I don't like to be confused, and I'm sure I didn't before either.

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A/N HAHAHAHA sorry for not update, lol nobody even reads this one but okay