Divergent High

Chapter 24- Plan

Tobias's POV:

I pace around my room. Where is my beloved Tris? I take a pill. My head hurts like crazy. I sit on my couch.

I turn on the TV. The news is on. Ugh. I hate the news. All bad stories about the world.

I reach for the remote, but Tris's face shows on screen. What? I read the caption. 'Orphanage owner killed'.

I keep watching. Lauren is being taken away to jail. I smirk. Take that you little- the new caption says Galveston TX.

I must get there. I grab my allowence money and hop in my car.

After passing red lights and speeding passed other cars, I finally end up at the airport. I give them all my money for the next plane to Galveston TX

I wait impatiently in the waiting room.

Tris's POV:

My head hurts like crazy so I take a pill. I sit down on Mason's couch. I think I'm falling for him.

He comes downstairs and asks me what's wrong. I brush him off. I need fresh air. I walk outside.

Everything is dizzy, everything is blurry.

I feel weak and beaten. I look around. Kids running and playing. Mom's walking dogs. Dad's playing football with their sons.

My head pounds, now. Slight, dark, music playing in my mind. I fall to the floor. I breathe slowly. slowly again. and again. I get to the point where I just can't anymore. I do something I haven't done for a long time.

I relax.

Everything goes black.

Tobias's POV:

My plane flies onto Houston grounds. I don't have a car, so I rent one. I drive fast, not worrying about cops or other drivers, I just drive.

Once I get to Galveston island, I walk along the beautiful seawall. it smells if seaweed and guilt. I run around asking people where my baby Tris is.

I run into a boy, with brown hair. He is headed to the hospital. "Sorry, sir." I say.

"Who are you? you look familiar." he asks. "My name is Four." I say.

"Ah, yes. Tris's heart breaker." He says. My eyes widen. "Where can I find her?" I ask.

"She is in the hospital. She blacked out after saying she needed fresh air." He says. "What?" I say.

"Wow, you really aren't a good boyfriend." He says then runs toward the hospital. I chase after him. He asks the office lady a question.

I walk up to her. "Where can I find Tris Prior?" I ask. "Room 660." she replies. I dash toward the room. The brown hair boy stands there with a rose on his hand. He places the rose on the side table.

Tris lays there, sleeping. Barely breathing. A doctor comes in.

"Hello. Boys. Bad news. Tris has pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis" she says.

I raise an eybrow. So does the boy.

"Lung problems." She says pretending were 4 year olds.

"She is barely breathing. Good news. We can surely fix the problem by replacing her lungs. Bad news. We have no lung doners." she says.

I breath. My Tris. My beautiful Tris.

#timelapse #onedaylater

Tris's POV:

I awaken to see Mason sleeping on a chair. I smile. I lay my head back down. Then, I see a horrific sight. Four.

He slowly wakes up. He stares at me, eyes wide. "Baby Girl. Are you okay." he asks.

"What are you doing here?" I say quietly, because my lungs hurt like hell.

"I came to make sure you were okay?" he says. I look around. I see my finger. There sits a promise ring Four gave to me the night Lauren wanted to kill me, but I was saved by Janitor Martin. It has the words

FourTris

engraved on it.

I take it off and throw it at him. "Go check on your new girlfriend. I'm sure she is soooo lonely in jail." I'm getting a litttle louder.

Four's POV:

I shake my head. "Why? Why can't you respect me? Why can't you understand what I go through? Why, Tris? I'm done. I want out. Out of us. Out of all this. Find another man to love you, I don't even care anymore." I yell.

Her breathing meter starts to beep uncontrollably and she falls back on the bed. Eyes closed.

The doctors come rushing in, and I stare at her. Tears forming in my eyes. I put them back where they belong.

I'm leaving. Going home. I can't get any repect anymore these days.

Zeke's POV:

Four barges into my house. He tells me everything that happened since he left to check on Tris.

I ship FourTris. I can't let this happen.

He rushes out of the house. I grab an empty journal.

I start writing.

I have a plan.