Chapter 17

183 6 0
                                    

Tobias
      I jump out of the car, and I nod to Christina as I run inside the old, creaky building. She runs inside, too, following me, but we split paths when we had to. I hear Tris' whimpers as I start racing down the stairs to the basement, quietly, and it sends shivers down my spine. How could I let this happen? This is all my fault!
      I reach the bottom of the stairs and suddenly I am facing Tris, who's tied up and curled into a ball. Her back is against the cracked brick wall, and her hands are tied, too.
I sigh with relief and start running to her, but someone gets in my way. Someone I thought I would never see again. Someone who I hate more than anything.
Marcus. And he has a gun.
-\|/-
He stands next to her all of a sudden, and points the gun at her forehead, moving it down to her side. I almost scream.
"Let her go," I croak, my voice raspy and quiet. But he heard me.
"What would be the fun in that? No, I think I'll keep her here," he sneers, pushing the gun into her side. She whimpers loudly and looks at me in fear. My heart breaks at the sight. I can't lose her—no, I won't lose her.
"Let her go, or I swear I will kill you," I say, louder this time. He flinches, but he stays in his position.
"If you move one step closer," he pushes the gun to her side again. "I'll kill her."
"Move away from her! You won't hurt her as long as I live."
"Oh, but I think I will," he smiles evilly and moves he gun in a quick movement of his hand, and shoots her leg. She screams out in pain, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Leave her alone!" I yell, not being able to watch her scream in pain. "She didn't do anything to you, please leave her alone."
"Well, I guess you'll have to find out if I leave her alone or not, huh?"
I snarl and all I want to do is punch him right now. Then, I see Christina hiding in the shadows behind him. I nod slightly towards the bookshelf, asking her with my eyes to make a distraction, even for a fraction of a second.
I hope she gets the message.
----------------------------------------------
Tris
I watch Tobias' face as he watches Marcus shoot me. I scream, my eyes blurry from the tears, his hurt and pained look blurring. I see his eyes move to the side, and he nods slightly, his head pointing at something.
It all happened very fast after that. The person Tobias nodded to knocked over the bookshelf, and Tobias ran, no, sprinted to me when Marcus was distracted.
But he wasn't fast enough. Marcus saw him and he took his gun and shot me again. I barely got out a scream before the world went black.
----------------------------------------------
Tobias
He shoots her again, and as a scream leaves her lips, her body goes limp and her eyes roll back into her head.
Suddenly, I can't hear anything except my own heartbeat, my own terror. I think I might scream, or I might've cried, or both, but I didn't see or hear anything except the peaceful look on her pale face as I picked her up and ran outside, the ambulance already here.
They took her and I went with them, and I faintly heard them saying things about her heartbeat that I didn't understand. I hold her cold, pale hand in my warm one and I cry again. This is all my fault. I was so selfish; I should've kept her safe. And now, it's too late. She's gone.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Noooo Twissy!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
I am crying and I'm the one who wrote this fricking chapter! Ugghhhhh I'm an evil human being 😩😩😩😭😭😭😭 Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go drown myself in tears for what I've done.
Luv you all!! ❤️❤️
Adios Initiates!
"That's the thing about pain, it demands to be felt."
-Augustus Waters, The Fault in Our Stars

Divergent HighWhere stories live. Discover now