Divergent "I Still Love You" (Fanfiction)

"I Still Love You."A Divergent Story

Chapter One.

Tobias

I stand absentmindedly over Beatrice Prior's former body. As I stand, My body feels heavy, and empty. My arms dangle by my sides, and the only thing that comes to mind is her. Her perfect mind, her fending off those "crows", her stepping in front of me, to also fend off my father. It all seems like dreams inside, other existing dreams. Almost as if my mind is making them up. The tears come, finally the claws that have formed around my throat, threatening me not to break releases, and I cant stand anymore. I reach towards her hand, and squeeze. Cold. Dead. Fingers. My knees pierce the cool marble floors. I call to her. "I love you." I say. "I need you..." I whisper.... Finally the words that haunt me since her death, the words that I cant stand to speak into existance... come.
"See you soon...." Once the words are out. I realize how small they are. Here, where there is no sound, no ecknowlegment, no one.Without her, it will all bury into nothing but a memory, and not long after that, to nothing. I break. The marble feels cooler against my cheeks. My knuckles bury themselves into my scalp, I smack the floor, hard. Doing absolutely nothing to benefit me, I just cant deal with this pain that writhers around my stomach. These words, no, these reminders, of what could have been. Or what should have been. My fingers shake, I wipe my nose, and peel myself from the ground. I walk away from her, leaving her once again. Now, I have come to realize that this is the hardest part... leaving. Leaving her again.
I am not as strong as anyone may think, now I... (We) are nothing.

I might as well be the one dead, with no since of purpose. No sence of anything.
Just a longing... Empty body.

Two Years And A Half Later:

I grip the cool metal canister that holds of what I once knew as "Tris". Her memory will now rely on I. I will not let her memory fade with her body. The canister seems too small...it feels strange to be in my hands, in my fingers. As if they filled this with something else, as if this is nothing but a dream... But dreams are beautiful... Dreams are the things that make you want to sleep. This is a nightmare. But, not just any nightmare... This is the biggest, most terrifying. The black glass surrounding the Hancock Building inches closer... And I reach out, only grazing with my fingertips. I dont dare look at the reflection... But at the glass. Seems to, perfect. When my whole life has hit its worst... when it is scattered and imperfect, this stupid glass, is still shiny and pure. Not one single mark on its surface. I cant help but cringe. I climb through the ladder, up through the gapping whole in the cieling... or floor. I step out, and immediately the atmosphere sucks the oxygen from my lips. I shake my head. "Tris." I whisper. "This is for Tris." I say louder. The edge seems so impossible to inch towards, but my body seems to ignore its threat, when my mind sends imediate alerts. I hike myself into the black sling, I reach and grab the dangling pendulum, and pull. The sling pushes into motion. The canister is against my chest, cool and metallic. I untwist the lid. I kiss the side, I toss the canister to the side, still holding on. Scattering her across the earth, giving the earth something that once belonged to me. "I was Hers And She Was Mine." As I glide across the sky, I see her ash spread through the air, lightly falling like grey snowflakes. Just then time freezes. I cant help but smile, at how beautiful, something so tragic can be. Even after it no longer exists.
I totally ignore the fear, and let the wind hold my body.
I pull my arms out to feel the ribbon of hair glide across my arms and through my fingers.

My mind whirling in a bundle of frustration. Fighting, killing to understand. Part of me still believes that the body on the table, was nothing but a decoy, and I'll wake up to her in my arms, smiling....
Beautiful, ooh so beautiful.
And ecspecially to see her Alive.
I just know, but I know she is dead.

This... Has began a war within
myself.

Authors Note:
Omg! I hope you enjoyed! I am editing again. Way, way better in my opinion. I am fixing the pages, elaborating more and correcting any errors, like capitalization, spelling, word use, etc. also, changing the theme a little, herrr herr herrrr. Lol, but I hope you enjoy, and keep reading. Give a comment, star, and yeah. Love you guys and thanks. 💗💕

(Editing still in progress)