Twin Image (A Divergent Fan Fic)

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~Jade's POV~

Tobias pulls away, and our friends and family do standing ovations. He takes my hand, and leads me down the aisle. Tori, Ben, Bell, Gen, and Will all throw white and red rose petals at me and Tobias as we went by each of their rows. And the whole way down the aisle, my attention mainly stayed glued onto Tobias. Just like this smile on my face, glued.

We make it down the aisle, and out of the ceremony hall, and into the recessional room. Which of course was decorated the same as the ceremony hall. White, with hints of red. Tobias spins me around once we get on the dance floor, and the musicians -who of which transitioned to the recessional room during the ceremony-, started back up. They play the sweetest, and softest tune, a tune perfect for a first dance.

He pulls me close with one hand on my waist, and takes the other, just as Miles did yesterday. I get my footing together, and place my other hand on his shoulder, and he swiftly starts us off just as everyone from the crowd and altar surrounds the dance floor. At first, I kept my head laying against his shoulder, until certain part of the song began. He pulls away, with one of my hands still in his, and spins me around. I laugh and spin all the way around, back into his arms.

He smiles down at me and pulls me even closer than before, so close I could rest my chin on his shoulder. I close my eyes for a bit as we sway, and when I open them again, I spot my mother and father clung to one another. Both with tears in their eyes. My bottom lip pokes out for a moment, before I smile at the both of them. They of course, smile back.

Tobias dips me just as the song ends, and everyone claps and cheers. He kisses my neck whilst lifting me from the dip. The musicians play another song, and I see the crowd pair up and join in on the dance floor. Tobias holds me close, and I watch over his shoulder. I see my mother and father, Miles and Grace, Liam and Lauren, along with Christina and Will.

All dancing, just as I pictured it. I smile to myself, and close my eyes, still swaying with Tobias. Just then, Tobias pulls away. I open my eyes to see my parents, "I hope you don't mind if we switch off." My father says to Tobias, and he smiles, "No, not at all." He tells him, taking my mother's hand, and kissing her knuckles and swiftly spinning her to the center of the dance floor. My father takes my hand, and pulls me close. I lay my head on his shoulder, and sink into the music, and not to mention, the moment.

"Y'know," My dad starts up, "It still feels like just yesterday I was dancing with you standing on my feet." He says with emotion coating his voice, and I lift my head from his shoulder with a pout on my face. "Awww daddy," I say, and I wipe away one of his tears. "You're still my little girl, you hear?" He asks, and we laugh a bit together. "Dad, I love what you see of me but, I'm not little anymore." I tell him, and he rolls his eyes a little, smiling of course. He eventually sighs, "Oh I know, I mean, look at you, beautiful, mature, and need I say, upcoming leader of a whole faction. You're growing up, I know." He says, tucking a loose curl behind my ear.

"But there's nothing you could say to get me to change my view of you. You're my only girl. The only daughter I'll ever have." He continues, and I smile wider. "You're getting all soft on me dad." And I make him laugh, "Okay okay, what I'm trying to say is that," he pauses, "I love you. And I always will." He finishes, kissing my forehead. He leaves me to go use the men's room, and I venture off to the refreshment table. The table right next to the cake table. I gasp at the five tier masterpiece as I grab a drink.

I sip my drink and walk around the round table, admiring the cake. "Do you like it?" I hear a familiar voice say from behind me, and I turn. It's Onika, Max's wife, "Like it? More like love it! It absolutely perfect Onika." I tell her, and we side hug as we admire her work. "There must be something me and Tobias can do to repay you for all of this." I say, and she shakes her head. "Nonsense dear, it was my pleasure. Repay me by enjoying your big day, speaking of which, where on earth is your groom?" She asks me, and look over to the dance floor to spot him still swaying and talking with my mother.