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Tobias's POV
Its been a year. A year since she died. And theres never been a day since then that I haven't thought about her. She's in my dreams, my thoughts, when I wake up I hear her voice whisper in my ear Tobias. I've blocked out everything and everyone in my world. I feel numb. I have felt numb since Cara told me. Everyday I sit there and talk to her- though shes not here I still speak to her as if she's sitting next to me. Every time though I turn my head waiting for a reply to find a jar full of her ashes.
I have sat in my apartment for months with only a few visits from my mom, Peter, Cara, Christina, and worst of all Caleb- whos face I can't even look at without wanting to burst in to tears or rip out his throat. Though I'm still breathing- I'm not alive. I am a motionless pile of nothingness. Cause thats what I am without her- nothing. Without her I am forever lost- forever nothing.

Until. Until the one day when I got a light tap on my door. Assuming it was Christina or my mother I shrugged and waited for them to come in like they always do. But after a minute of persistent little taps I decided to just answer the door. I stood and slowly made my way to the door. And then forcefully twisted the door knob and yelled," What do you want!"
"Tobias," a familiar voiced whispered
I looked down only to see her. Her. With tears streaking down her face.... And soon I felt tears start to streak my own.
"Tris?"

~ hey guys its me- Mackenzie and I just started writing this. It's just a little sample and probably not the best. But i tried- so anyway can I have some opinions. And also tell me if I should write another chapter- Thanks😘

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