*a few months later*
Everything's fallen apart now. The faction system. Most of my friendships; except my friendship with Tris. And me.
I'm still not over Christina. I still think about her every day. I still cry myself to sleep most nights. Nightmares of her death have haunted me to this day. I'm broken.
I've become closed off ever since. I've started pushing people away. Only my sister and Tris persisted. They're the only reasons I'm still alive.
I live in a small apartment with Cara now. I don't think she trusts me to have my own apartment. She's probably scared that I'd throw myself out of a window or something. Not that living with her is going to stop me.
I'm alone. Cara's gone to work at the hospital.
I let out a frustrated cry and throw the nearest object I can find across the room, sinking to the ground with my back against the wall, putting my head in my hands and crying.
"I miss you so much," I whisper, "I just want you back. I'd do anything to have you back."
I know I can't live without her.
I pull myself up and almost stagger into my room. Then I open a drawer, and search through it until I find the bottle of pills. And then I open them, and pour what I know is a fatal dose into my hand.
I love you.
Cara's POV
I'm worried about Will. I can't help it. He hasn't been the same person since Christina died.
I sigh and push the worries out of my head as I hear someone walk in. I need to focus on my training whilst I'm in the hospital. It's only my third day.
"Miss McClaine," my boss greets with a nod. I hate being called that. Sure, I'm not a doctor yet. But he could at least call me by my first name.
"Morning, sir," I reply, trying to keep a bitter tone out of my voice. "What am I doing today?"
"Actually, I was thinking. We have a Jane Doe in a coma. You should observe how we treat her; its not compulsory, but it could help with your training."
"Is that allowed?" I ask with a slight frown.
"As long as you don't interfere," he says, raising his eyebrows on the last word. "You should be fine."
I think it strange, but I agree to it. If it could help with my training, why not?
He leads me to the unidentified girl's room and gestures for me to go in.
Will's POV
Just as I'm about to swallow the pills, I hear the door open, and Cara calls out to me. She must've been let off early.
Acting quickly, I put the pills back in their bottle and hide it in the drawer again, and then I go out to greet my sister. She sighs when she sees I've been crying again, and gives me a small smile.
"You okay?" she asks, waiting until I shrug in response before continuing. "Come here. I've got to tell you something."
She sits down, and I slowly move to sit across from her, studying her expression carefully.
"What is it?" my voice comes out thick and hoarse from crying.
"Don't look so worried, Will," she laughs lightly and takes hold of my hand. "There's an unidentified girl in a coma at the hospital.... or at least, she was unidentified. They know who she is now..."
"Yeah? What's that got to do with me?"
"That's the thing... I know you're gonna find this hard to believe. But... its Christina."
A/N; Cliffhanger! Ik this chapter was short but I just had to get it down omg
