Convergent

Chapter Six Cont...

I must be dreaming, but she isn't dying, I never see her in my dreams; she's only ever in my nightmares. Maybe the peace serum hasn't worn off yet? No, that wore off about an hour ago, when all the grief flooded back in. That would mean this is real- but this can't be real; Beatrice is dead, she has been for two years. I saw her body; her cold, clammy body, and her ashes. How could she possibly be alive? She can't, but she is here, lying on my bed; peacefully sleeping, in my sweatshirt, like she used to. Every part of me screams for her, and I don't want to deny myself of her; of her love anymore, and before I know it I am in the room; approaching the bed, approaching her. I lie on the bed, next to her, and before I can change my mind, I am wrapping my arms around her; in her sleep she snuggles up to me, and nestles her head into my shoulder, with a happy sigh.

I feel my heart breaking apart. I want to cry, I want to laugh, and I want to scream, I'm not sure which is wiser. So instead I lie there, stroking her hair; not believing that she's here, but not wanting to wake up. She turns into me more and I feel my heart in my throat; she has a bullet hole on the side of her neck. Why wasn't I there to protect her from that monster? Why didn't I kill him? He deserves to die, after what he did to her... I get a sick feeling in my stomach as I observe the wound. She moans quietly in her sleep and tenses up, I hold her tighter; to protect her from whatever horrors she is facing in her sleep. I whisper

"Everything's okay; your safe, it's just a dream." And bury my face into her hair; still stroking it with my fingers. It is longer than the last time I saw her; it is about shoulder length now. She is pale and thinner than normal, her cheeks don't have the same glow- She shivers, her skin's cold to the touch, and her breaths are shallow, I panic; it's not cold in my room, she shouldn't be this cold. I wrap her in all the blankets I can find and pull her close giving her as much heat as I possibly can, "It'll be okay, I've got you, I've got you." Her body relaxes as the words come out of my mouth. I keep her close and put my lips to her forehead, lightly kissing her between her eyebrows, I don't know whether this is a dream or not; but if it is, I don't want to wake up. Everything about her seems real; her body, her skin, her hair, her sigh, I don't understand how she could be real. "She has found a way back to me" is the last thing I think before I drift off, her body soothing me to sleep.

Authors Note

Yayyyy Happiness! They are together again! Comment FourTris if you are dying of a fangirl attack :P! Happy Wishes and Dauntless Cake!