The Sound of Your Voice | on hold

Chapter 5 ~ Tobias

Slightly longer, but not by much... I'm so sorry... Butterknife me... I'm so sorry! Here's an update, hope you like it, and enjoy! 💕

I awake to an unlocking of my door. I yawn. It's dark outside still. What time is it?

A small, blonde figure is standing in the doorway of my bedroom.

"Tris?" I yawn.

"Toby?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I come in?"

"You're always welcome, Tris," I say, scooting over on the bed so she can slide in next to me.

After she's nestled in my arms with the blanket pulled over us, I ask her a question. "Nightmares?"

With a tiny, timid voice she answers yes.

"I'll fight them with my bare hands," I whisper into her ear.

She turns around so she's facing me, and then she brings her lips to mine.

"I'll miss you," she whispers against my lips, snuggling into my arms. She feels so perfect there. She makes me complete.

"And I, you."

~

There's something missing when I wake up.

The bed is cold.

Tris is gone.

"Tris?" I bolt up in my bed.

Then I glance at the clock on my nightstand. I mentally curse myself. It's nearly afternoon.

"You overslept, Tobias. You always do. You always miss chances to hang out with your girlfriend!" I'm mentally yelling at myself.

Then I sigh, getting up, yawning.

"Beatrice?"

I take off my shirt, then open my drawer.

"You just called me Beatrice," Tris is standing in the doorway, balancing two heaping plates of Abnegation breakfast in her hands.

She gently sets them down, then presses her hands over my tattoos.

"Keep it off," she begs.

I laugh, "Like what you see?"

Her eyes twinkle, "Always."

We sit down together in my bed, her holding a red plate and me holding a black one.

I spoon scrambled eggs to my mouth.

I've forgotten what it tastes like.

I pick up my spoon, dip it into Tris's eggs, then feed her.

She smiles, twisting the ring on her finger.

That's the ring I gave her for our six month anniversary. I couldn't believe it's only been six months. It feels like years I've been with her.

She may have not been in my past, but I don't know how she can't be in my future.

I fumble in my jacket pockets, looking for the little black jewelry box.

My fingers tighten around it.

Little black jewelry box? Huh? What do you think is in it?

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