Changed Forever

Changed Forever

1 YEAR AFTER THE EPILOGUE

It's been the same thing every day without change. Wake up, eat a small breakfast, and head to work. My schedule does often change, with my free days, but this has been my daze I call life for the past three years.

Today just so happened to be one of my-work-free days and I've been thinking long and hard on what I want to do today.

I quickly eat my small breakfast and lock the door to my apartment. As I casually stroll through city where I live, I'm in no hurry to complete the task that has been on my mind for days, even weeks now.

"Hey Four!" I hear a familiar voice ring in my ears.

"Hey Christy!" I reply back.

"I told you to stop calling me that, Four!" She scolds and I smile a little.

"Where are you going?" I ask as we both stroll through the city streets. So much has changed here. Tris would have loved living here.

"I'm just going to visit Zeke and Shauna. And later I'm supposed to help Matthew and Cara with something." She replied. I snicker and try to cover it up with a cough, but Christina notices.

"What?" She protests smacking my arm.

"It's just, what could Cara and Matthew possibly need that requires your help." I chuckle.

"Oh shut up, Four!" She laughs too. "I don't know. That's what I'm going to find out! See you later!" She says and walks away without another word.

I continue on the path and can see the peak of the Hancock building. So many memories are held there. So many I hold dear. That's where I overcame my fear of heights. Since the day I spread Tris' ashes, I have zip lined more and more with Zeke, Christina and the rest of our gang.

I catch a glimpse of my mother on the balcony of her apartment. I smile and wave, but continue walking when I see her having a casual chat with some of the others who have found this place to be their new home as well.

It's different here; a good different. It's the life I imagined to have. Once all the violence and warring was over. It's the place where I pictured me and my Tris to casually walk, and enjoying our freedom. The life I could have only dreamed of. I try my best to stay busy and keep my mind off of things; off of Tris. I try to bury myself in work or spend my time with my friends, but the absence of Tris weighs on me every day and night.

"Not even going to say hello." Amar says snapping me out of my thoughts.

I clear my thoughts and stop to greet Amar with a hand shake. "Sorry, I'm... sort of out of it today."

"I understand. I hear from Zeke you've been working pretty hard lately."

"I try." I smile a small smile.

"Amar! You ready?" George calls.

"Yeah, just a minute."

"Going somewhere?" I ask, curiously.

"Yes, I'm about to head to the Bureau, if that's what you want to call it." He states. We stand there awkwardly before I rubbed the back of my neck right where my Dauntless tattoo peaks out.

"Well, I'll see you around." Amar finally says and I nod.

"See you around."

I pass by house after house that has been rebuilt or refurnished. Until I stop in front of one house in particular; my old one.

As far as I know, it's vacant. I walk up the stairs, creaking with every step I take. Turning the knob slowly, the memories are hazily still stuck in the back of my head as I walk around. I walk up the stairs to my room and shiver at the site of my bathroom. This memory is clear in the back of my mind. It seems to be the only memory of this house that still scares me. I stare into the mirror that is scratched and dusty. There are cobwebs and dust mites that live on the floor and in empty spaces. I wipe off the mirror and stare at my reflection. I shudder. The last time I was here, I almost took away one of the most important things in my life: my memories.