Chapter 2 Tobias

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"Tris!"

I bolt upright in my bed, panting. It was another night mare.

I've had these for two and a half years. I don't know what exactly happened in the death serum room, but I dream of it every night

It starts off with Her entering the room, and finding David waiting for her. Knowing Tris, I know she tried to distract David while she got to the keypad. And while she was pinching the code in, David was shooting her.

The worst part of the dream is that I am paralyzed in the corner of the room. And I am only able to move after Tris is dead. I try in every way I know to get her breathing again. And when all tries fail, I turn on David. And he just raises his gun. And shoots.

I miss her. Every fiber in my body screams for her. I miss her piercing blue eyes. I miss the ravens marking her collar bone with flight. I miss the tattooed history on her shoulders. I miss her sarcasm. I don't think I will ever go a day without missing her.

I crane my neck to look at the alarm clock on the table near my bed. 3:24. I lay back down. Today's Wednesday. That means another day in the security rooms in the what used to be the erudite compound.

Then after work Christina will come over. We have been doing these "meeting" things for the past couple years. We have a lot in common now. We both lost our first loves. And that surprisingly means we can relate a lot.

I close my eyes and try to go back to sleep.

5 minutes later I'm pacing threw my apartment. It's small. But I only need to house one person. I wish it was different.

My thoughts are racing and I don't know why. I think what my mind is searching for is for one possibility that Tris could be alive.

The thought crushes me.

I lean against a wall and slide down. I hold me head in my heads. I know that she couldn't be alive. I saw her lifeless body with all of the bullets still in her stomach. And if she was alive wouldn't she come back to me?

I sob. I miss her. I want her back more then anything else in the world. She deserved a happy ending. Even if it wasn't with me. She deserved just to live. And be happy.

I fall asleep like that with one word in my head:

Tris.

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