Survival (Fourtris)

Chapter 8

-TRIS-

"They were quite good friends with Zeke's parents before they died." Amar explains whilst in the truck on the way back to Chicago.

He and George offered to dive us, as we could not all fit in one car. In this car there is, Amar, of course, Me, Chris, Uriah, Peter and Tobias. He hasn't left my side all day, not that I mind. It's comforting having him with me.

"So how did they die? If you don't mind me asking." Chris says. I tence immediately, knowing the answer. I see Amar glance at Tobias in the mirror.

"Let's just say, they took a leap." Says Amar, briefly.

"Oh..." Replys Christina, taking the hint.

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Tomorrow, the city plan on election new leaders. Everyone, no matter what faction, will have to meet in the hub, where they will also announce new laws, and make decisions, like if we will get the factions back. I don't know what to hope for, although whatever is decided, it will change our lives.

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-TOBIAS-

As soon as we arrive, Johanna welcomes us. We plan to stay the night in amity, as we have no where else to go. By this time it is late, we are led up to similar rooms as we had last time, simple rooms, a bed, dresser and small bathroom. They slightly remind me of my abnigation bedroom.

As I would assume, Tris is lead into a separate room down the hall. She makes eyecontact with me before entering. I head back to my room and get washed up.

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-TRIS-

As I ready myself to sleep, I miss the feeling of Tobias' strong arms around me. Protecting me from my own mind.

"I will not have another nightmare."

I say to myself, staring at my reflection I'm the bathroom. My abnigation instincts tell me to look away, but I refuse, repeating myself over and over, at an attempt to trick myself into believing it.

I sigh, before returning to my bed, hugging my knees. At another time, I might resist the urge of sleep and stay awake, but tonight sleep takes me over all too quickly.

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I wake short of breath with a layer of sweat on my forehead, tears streaking down my cheaks, shaking. I hug my knees and rock back and forth trying to calm down.

After about an hours attempt at this, I head into the bathroom and once again, resume my place at the mirror.

"Pull yourself together. Your being a coward, pull yourself together." I say to my reflection.

I tell myself I will have three more seconds of weekness, then I will collect myself again.

One, I picture my parents body's, eyes closed, blood staining there clothes.
Two, I hear Caleb's screams as he is shot. The sound of his dead body hitting the ground.
Three.

I stand up straight, wiping the tears away with the back of my hand and splash my face with cold water.

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-TOBIAS-

I wake with a jump to soft knocking on my door. I glance at my watch on the dresser quickly. 2:34 am. I get up and put a shirt on before answering, I don't like the idea of being on display.