Divergent ~ zombie apocalypse

Chapter 26

Uriah's POV

It's summer time again,
Marlene's favorite time of year,
I emerge through the opening.
Sun rays beating down,
On the face of a girl,
My Marlene.
She leans forward on her toes,
Uncertain,
I smile and she races to close the space between us,
We collide,
And kiss.
In the middle of the field,
It's perfect.
She pulls back,
And whispers in my ear:
"I love you, Uri, remember,"
And then we are stood on a rooftop,
She steps back and falls,
I scream,
And then I wake up.

I scream into my pillow.

I can only see Marlene in my dreams.

I walk downstairs and grab an apple that Tris and Four found.

The only thing we do these days is sit around in silent whispers and glance at each other.

I need to get out out out.

I sit up and head toward the door.

"Uriah," Zeke calls from behind me, "just be careful okay."

I turn around anger filling me, "Be careful?" I say I'm a flat tone.

"BE CAREFUL," everyone stares at me, Zeke approaches me.

"Maybe if you didn't think you were right all the time and tell everyone ️what to do, MARLENE LYNN AND WILL WOULD BE STANDING HERE NOW."

"I had nothing-" I slap him so hard there's a crack.

He screams and I run outside.

I run and run and run.

I climb a huge tree and get to the top of the top, clutching to branch.

A scream over takes my body and I do it over and over and over.

Once the urge to scream is gone I only feel exhausted.

I'm tired of not only living, but of existing, I'm tired of being Uriah.

I want to join Lynn and Will and Marlene wherever they are.

I want to join the dark oblivion that comes after death.

I don't realize I'm crying until there's more water than flesh.

I groan and look over the tree.

If I jump I won't die, but it'll hurt.

If I climbed higher I might.

But do I want that?

I do not know. I do not know.

I do know I want to die.

But how?

I hear a crack and load my gun.

There's one thing. I don't want to become one of the things I fear.

I point the gun at the sound.

Christina's brown eyes look up at me.

I sigh and sit back to the branch.

I hear her climb the tree and she reaches the top.

I don't make eye contact with her.

I've been crying I know that.

"It'll get better I know it."

I shake my head, "no you don't."

"Well it can't get much worse."

I nod, she's right.

"My life sucked less, before this."

I give her a small smile and I finally look at her.

"I moved a lot, no one really wanted to talk to me, I didn't really want to talk to them.

"I was depressed, like bad, I had to have pills.
"My dad left us a long time ago and my annoying sister would always make fun of me. Mom always asked me to tell the truth, to never hold back, I hated her.
"But I know if I saw my mom right now then I'd never stop crying until I shivled up like a raisin."

I nod, I understand Christina in some levels. My dad died when I was younger from cancer. My mom was a huge influence on my life. I loved my mom. If I saw her I wouldn't know what to do anymore.

That would be my last straw.