After Allegiant

I feel like a bird as a I zip line through the air. I fall into a cradle made by Tris's and my friends.


"You wanna go again?" asks Zeke.


"No!"


"She would have been proud," Christina says, fighting the tears that will at some point pour down over her face. She stands brave and straight, head held high. As I stand here looking at her, I realize that she is utterly beautiful, and I understand why Will loved her. She was passionate, strong, and beautiful;however, she wasn't my type. Tris was.


I started walking away while looking towards the ground, trying to hide my tears from those around me that had gently fallen.


I woke up.


I rolled over, covered in sweat and tears hovering around my cheekbone.


I quickly turned to see if she was still there.


She was.


Laying on her bed, close to mine.


I began to think about Nita's offer.


I knew Tris.


Everything that happened in my dream was based off of me not listening to Tris. Tris would want to destroy the Bureau, like she had done in the dream.


I felt as though the dream was a vision. Something that was put in my mind for me to avoid.


I gently got out of bed noticing Uriah was still alive.


I slowly walked over to Tris's bed and gave her a kiss on the cheek.


She was alive.


My dream had felt so real.


I felt her emotions and heard her thoughts.


She was alive.


I slowly walked away from her bed and went to take a shower.


Once I was out, I walked back into the room to find Tris awake and changed.


I snuck up behind her with only my jeans on and gave her a tight squeeze.


I slowly whispered,"I love Tris. More than anything."


She turned around to see my face, and I was mesmerized by her beauty. I hope that one day she sees how beautiful she really is.


She laughed and said,"I love you too. More than you will ever know."


My heart raced, craving for her lips to move with mine.


I passionately kissed her for a long time.


"Four! Put on a shirt!" Christina almost yelled.


I rolled my eyes at her as I obediently put on a tight black shirt.


I lifted Tris off the ground and kissed her once more even though Christina was in the room. She quietly gagged to herself.


Tris slowly pulled away. She saw my face and asked,"Is something wrong?"


"Not anymore."


She quickly grinned. She took my hand, and we began to walk down the hallway to the get some breakfast.




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