Divergent: If War Hadn't Happened: BOOK ONE

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Before we had headed back to Tobias's apartment, he wanted to watch the train go by. While we waited, we just sat on the ground side by side, our shoulders lightly touching but, him not bother acknowledging. 

I clear my throat making sure, he knows I'm about to speak. "So, why were you up so late?" I ask, curiously.

He took a deep breath, closing his hand in a fist before replying. "I went through my fear landscape." he stated.

I raised my eyebrow in confusion, "Why?"

He looked to the left, looking at the empty fields far away from where we sat. "I want him gone."

I nodded my head in response. I knew who he was talking about, his father, Marcus. I wouldn't want him to be there either. Knowing that your father abused you for your childhood and him being in your fear landscape, the thought of him just wanting to disappear but, is always somehow reminded.

 "He's still there?" I ask.

He nods his head in approval but stays quiet. "Well, I know you're tougher than that." I whisper but enough to hear.

He squeezes my hand, and looks at me. His deep blue eyes catching mine, and I look to the ground and back up at him. It makes me nervous looking at him, it's like adrenaline but, I don't want him to notice that I'm nervous so, I just smile.

I heard the train rolling up on the train tracks and we both remain sitting. When it came closer the wind picked up and my hair flowed, and I watched as it passed. I sensed Tobias looking at me but, I didn't want to look. Don't look, don't look, don't look, I repeated to myself. 

"Tris." he says.

I looked. I turned to him, "Yeah?"

"Do you want to go? It's almost 4 in the morning. We might get caught."

I nodded my head, mumbling, "Yeah," but then quickly said "Wait," right after. He paused waiting there, his eyes staring directly at mine. 

"I'm sorry." I say, "I know I haven't been the easiest to handle lately. I just hope you know there's reasons why I think there's things right at times." I purse my lips, waiting for him to reply but, then he kisses me. Adrenaline rushes through me, like the bad is slowing slipping away, finally seeing the light. And at this very moment, things have finally been better. He has made my days better.

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I wake up the next morning alone. He had left. I turned over to check what time it was and the clock showed, 10:17AM. I rubbed my eyes, and sat up, getting out of the comforter. I realized I still had my clothes that I had on the other night so, I slipped out of the room and went to the elevator, and waited for it to 'ding,' and once I got in, I noticed Peter was in the same elevator as well. 

"Stiff." he says under his breath.

I shake my head, "I'm in the elevator you know, I can still hear you." I snap back.

"And, I don't care." he says.

"I may be a girl but, I can still throw a punch." I say

"Remember last time I knocked you out?" he laughs.