**4 weeks later**
"So, you and Victor are sleeping together?"
"No, I mean yes, but we're not having sex."
I said packing up my stuff into a box, looking at the freshman reports I used to write. Man I was a bitch.
"Are you in love?"
"Seriously?"
"Dead serious."
Jane said continuing to tease, passing me my favorite mug. As I replied.
"Maybe."
"Ooh, the man eater is officially retired-"
"No no, just for Victor, everyone else I can still kick in the balls."
"True, but I can tell he's already changing you for the better."
"Sure."
I hugged Jane as she hugged me back, before pulling away.
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know, for the first time in 18 years, I have no path."
"You'll find it."
"Thank you for everything Jane."
"I'm only a call away."
Sharing a smile, I rode down the elevator for the last time, John conveniently stepped in. And before he said anything I butted in.
"Look, I'm sorry for what I said, it took a mental breakdown for me to realize that, but I'm truly sorry."
After a couple seconds of silence he said.
"Are you high?-"
"No, just found a guy."
"A guy you say, as in you're dating him?"
"Sort of, it's complicated."
"Well I like it."
Snorting I laughed as John eventually joined in, noticing my box.
"Quitting for good?"
"Probably, but never say never."
This was my floor, as I walked off the elevator.
"Surpass me will you?"
"I'll drag your name through the mud."
"Now that sounds like a reporter."
As we shared a smirk, I unlocked my new Buick placing my box in the passenger seat, before climbing in the driver's side. Driving to Victor's house, I parked in his driveway, stepping out the car to see roses leading to the front door. With the key he gave me, I unlocked it, and followed the roses upstairs to his bedroom. Cheesy romantic music was playing, as Victor leaned in the door frame, smile big.
"Okay what is all this?"
I said in complete awe.
"I have been thinking about it for a while, and I hope you don't kick me."
"Why would I kick you-"
Victor suddenly got down on one knee, as I gasped dropping my keys, holding my hands over my mouth.
"Will you, Tris Fromm, marry me?"
A tiny squeal escaped me as I yelled.
"Yes! Obviously you idiot!"
Tackling him he laughed, as I cut him off with a kiss, he pulled away to slide the ring onto my left middle finger."
"I'm not an idiot if this was my idea-"
"Shut up."
I said kissing him deeper this time, we made out again, but afterwards we just laid on the floor. Staring at the future right on my hand, and despite everything, we made a promise that day to love each other fully.
