Divergent ~ zombie apocalypse

Chapter 12

Christina's POV

I know something's not right.

I run up the stairs to see Will breathing heavy on the floor.

"What's wrong with you Will."

"No no no no no no no I- I can't Chris," he wheezes, "no no HELP ME."

A wave of fear goes through me.

I sit on the floor next to him and pull up his shirt.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Christina please help me please."

I can't move. I can't scream. All I can do is sit there and stare at the bloody blue bit in the side of his stomach.

Eventually the group hears his screams and run up the stairs.

Someone pushes me away.

I start crying and sobbing as soon as someone pulls me off.

Someone puts a hand on my shoulder and sits down, Shauna. She doesn't say anything just holds me as I cry.

"THERE IS NOTHING WE CAN DO URIAH OKAY QUIT TRYING. TAKE HIM OUTSIDE." someone barks.

I can't relive the tension in my chest.

I glance over at Will.

Zeke is pushing, screaming at Uriah. Marlene is comforting Will saying smoothing words into his ear. Will is gasping looking horrified. Tris is standing staring at everyone. Shauna patting my back. Four looking at the bite, sadness in his eyes. Lynn siting on the ground staring, dazed.

It's all muffled in my ears. The screams, everything, it's all so fast but it lasts a million centuries.

I know I'm crying. But I don't feel anything. What am I going to do without that idiot around? I sob.

The second one dead, it could be me next. It could be anyone.

They take him outside and he passes out.

I wrap my arms around him and sob. I know that no matter how long or how hard I cry it won't matter, he's gone.

Uriah shakes me back into reality.

"CHRISTINA COME ON ITS BEEN HOURS."

I doesn't seem like hours it doesn't seem like any time at all.

He pulls me up I grasp onto him and cry.

"It's okay Christina it's okay."

But nothing's okay. He's the only person that made this better. His stupid facts, his crazy wide smile. His dirty blonde hair. His laugh. It made this better. Now he's gone. Forever, gone. It hits me now. I get no more chances.

And I've only kissed him once. His lush lips locked into mine I wrap my arms around his neck he pulls me closer by the waist. How I imagined every kiss I'd ever had. Then Tris came and we agreed that we would keep it secret. But it doesn't matter now. He's gone. There's no secret.