Divergent High

Fifty Third chapter

Tris' POV

- What? - I ask, dumbfounded.

- We are going back to Divergent high - Christina repeats after letting out an exasperated sigh.

-What.... Why? How? - I ask, still confused.

She sighs again but louder this time.

-Because there's a party for all the seniors that graduated two years ago and we are going, and how? Well on a plane of course.

- You said I couldn't get on a plane and now you are telling me we are going to take one - I say, angry and confused.

- Calm down, Tris - Christina says, grabbing both of my shoulders and looking me in the eye - I don't want you back in the hospital so soon - She worriedly says - We are going back, but the meeting is in one month, you will be fine by then.

I nod, suddenly tired, and start walking back to where the rest of the group is waiting.

Tobias is sitting on the ground, head on his hands and Zeke is standing right beside him, his face red and his hands on fists, Shauna is standing there, crossarmed, sending death glares at Tobias.

- What's going on here? - Christina asks once we've reached them.

They all look at us and Tobias stands up, comes towards me and wraps his arms around me, careful not to cause me any pain.

- I am so sorry - He whispers in my ear, sending sparks through my body. I have a feeling that he is not only apologizing for yelling at me.

- It's OK - I say.

- No, is not - He says, so low that I am not even sure if I heard right.

I decide to ignore him and instead turn towards the others.

-Well... What now?

- Let's go to my house - Tobias says while opening the passenger door for me. I gladly go in and fasten my seatbelt.

My previous worries about the fitting are instantly erase when I see that Christina, Zeke and Shauna fit perfectly on the backseats.

Tobias drives in silence, not even glancing at me.

Soon we arrive to a nice house, two stories high.

We get off the car and walk towards the front door. Tobias takes out a pair of keys and using the right one he unlocks the door, letting us in.

When we enter, we are received by the smell of homemade cookies.

- Mom!! - Tobias yells.

I am surprised by how natural that word sounds coming from his mouth, it hurts me to know that I have lost a lot of important moments of Tobias' life since we took different paths.

- Mom!! - Tobias calls again after getting no answer.

A woman, who I guess is Evelyn, comes out of what I assumed is the kitchen, covered in flour. It's a funny sight.

She looks startled by our presence and looks at each on of us in different ways.

She looks at Tobias with worry and adoration.

At Christina with confusion.

At Shauna with a blank expression.

At Zeke with disgust.

And finally she looks at me with... Relief?

- Well... Tris? - She asks. I just nod, suddenly unable to speak, I was not expecting her to address me. - I see you are better now! I am glad you are fine now, so my son can stop sulking over you.

She says the last part with bitterness and pain but I know she didn't mean to be hurtful... I think.

I give her an awkward smile and then look at Tobias for help.

- Mom... Can Tris stay her until she recovers enough to travel on a plane? - He says that in one breath. I was not expecting that.

- We will talk later - Is all she says. And with that she walks away.

Well this just got more awkward.

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So... I was wondering If I should write another divergent fanfic? like without a war or something like that? once I finish this off course. If so, should it be in Tris', Four's and other's POV or in third person? Comment what you think!!!