Chapter 3 (Tris pov)

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Chapter 3 (Tris pov)

"Mom?" i ask, "Can I stay just a little longer? I mean, I don't think I'm ready to leave just yet."

"Oh Beatrice, honey," she says, her eyes welling up with tears again, "I know you want to stay, trust me I know the feeling, but sometimes, there are places bullets hit you that kill you right away, then you don'thave a choice."

"But mom," I plead, "I got hit in the neck and back, and just above my heart. Those can't be that serious." I only say that because I hope she will pity me and let me stay.

"I know honey, but you'll be in a lot, and I mean a lot of pain."

I know that. It always hrts when you get a bullet in your flesh.

"I don't care mom. I want to stay here, with Tobias. Can't you just talk to someone and ask them to let me sty? Please? For me?"

"Umm..." I suddenly wonder if she has the authority to grant me that wish. It takes her a fw seconds, then she says, "I will be right back. I will try sweetheart. Just remember, I love you Beatrice."

"I love you too, Mom." I reply. My last words to my mother. They're true too. I do love her.

I try to keep my eyes open as I watch my Mother fade away, tears staining her face and wetting her cloths. I see her mouth move, but I don't hear her.

And t h e n  e  v  e  r   y    t       h      i        n       g               g               o             e                s                 d               a                        r                     k                                   .                              .                                   

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I know that was a little short, but the next one will be longer.    And please leave comments.  l need to know people are reading this. 

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