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I DON'T OWN ANY OF THIS. THIS IS SIMPLY HOW I WISHED IT WOULD HAVE ENDED, BUT I RESPECT HOW AND WHY VERONICA ROTH ENDED IT THE WAY IT DID. THANK YOU FOR READING....
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TWO AND A HALF YEARS LATER..
tris has been dead for nearly 2 years, she would've been 18 if she was still alive.
i sit on the ground in my bedroom and stare at nothing; like i have ever since i found out that she was dead. Doing nothing helps me a heck of a lot when i think about her, which is all the time.
Christina has been helpful, i mean, she stopped me drinking the memory serum.
my mother visits me sometimes. that's why when the door bell rings i think it's her. I reluctantly get up and answer the door.
it is not my mother.
a small girl with blonde hair that goes to her shoulders stands there smiling at me
'Tobias'
'who are you?'
her smile vanishes from her face
'it's me; tris'
i shut the door. i'm just imagining this. i sometimes do picture this; her talking to me. but then, why is it that when i open the door slowly again she's still there?
'tris?' i whisper, tears running down my cheeks
'tobias i know you are very confused but please just let me explain!'
i look into her eyes and nod
she sighs
'when i was shot, i saw my mother she tried to take me with her but i remembered you and i knew i had to stay, so the next thing i know my mother guided me to a 'safe place' i passed out from the pain of the shooting. i woke up to see a girl about 10 shaking me. she told me i had been asleep for 2 years. i also asked her where the hell i was, i was in some deasert, and for 6 mounths i have been trying to find you. and well here i am!'
'are you real?'
'yes i think so'
and i cant help myself. i wrap my arms around her and kiss her for the first time in years.
epi epilogue:
tobias proposed a few days later and we married a few weeks after that. now i am 20, and he's 22, we are expecting our first child. it shocked everyone when i turned up on the street after everyone thought i was dead. my 'lifeless body' was in fact just a dummy because they wanted to give my loved ones something as they couldn't find my body.
it might be selfish of me to be thankful that i stayed and not went with my mother. but i think i was being brave.
