Book Travel

11. Too Many Decisions

I sighed and looked at my best friend. She looked at me and raised her eyebrows. I knew what I was going to do was dangerous. But they deserved to know. I couldn't leave them in the dark when I had the light they needed.

I walked over to my book box and pulled out Mocking Jay. I handed it to Katniss.

"Everything you need to know is in this book. I know what happens to you, but the book explains it better. You can read it or you can just stare at it and wonder. But I would like it back when you're done," I said to her.

She nodded and they left. I turned to look at Symph. She was staring at her phone, a guilty look coming over her face.

"What's wrong?" I asked, walking over to her.

"I need to go home my parents wanted to have a dinner for me as like a going away party, she answered, biting her lip. I'm sorry, Sammy."

I waved it off. "It's okay. Go spend some time with them. It's not like Im going to be alone," I started laughing.

Her face lit up and she hugged me. Then she was gone, down the stairs and out the door. I stood in my room, my head swirling with thoughts. The one fandom I haven't talked with is the Divergent.

I walked out of my room, over to the Divergent room. I knocked on the door. Expecting Tris to open the door, I was surprised to see Tobias behind it. He stared at me, inquiringly.

"Can I come in?" I asked hesitantly.

There was a pause in his demeanor, then he nodded. I walked in to see Tris lying in the bed curled up. He walked over and sat on the bed next to her, putting his hand protectively on her arm. I smiled at the sweet gesture, standing awkwardly in front of him.

Finally, not standing the silence, I grabbed a chair and sat in front of him. The minute I sat down; words came out of his mouth. "What's going on?"

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair. "As you know, you and Tris are from books. You're not real. At least you're not supposed to be real to me. Anyway, near as I can figure out, the whole reason everyone is here because something happens in each book. I want to change it, but I can't. Somehow the want to fix everything made everyone come alive. Hence, your being here."

Tobias cocked his head and looked at me. I could tell he was studying me, and it made me uncomfortable. Pretty sure he knew I was hiding something.

"What?" I asked, feigning innocence.

"You're hiding something," he answered, leaning forward in his chair.

I gulped and held back the panic that was rising. "What makes you say that?" I asked.

He leaned forward, his arms on his legs. I leaned back farther in my chair, my heartbeat racing. I mean, this guy was good looking, not to mention intimidating. His eyes locked onto mine and I found myself not being able to look away. "He has a girlfriend. You are in love with Newt. He has a girlfriend and you are in love with Newt," I had to keep repeating to myself. I shook my head and squared my shoulders. My eyes bored into his, taking the dare to not look away.

If you know anyway about me, you know Im dauntless. You also know Im very good at sensing when someone is hiding something from me, he answered, his gaze never wavering.

I looked away, only to keep the tears from coming to surface. I knew what I needed to tell him, but it would break his heart. I mean it breaks his heart in Allegiant anyway, but maybe he could prevent it. I shook my head and put my head in my hands. If only Symphony was here...

Imaginary Symph: "You need to tell him! Like you said maybe he can help!"

Me: "Remember what happens when we mess with a timeline? The future gets all messed!"

Imaginary Symph: "Sammy, these are books we're talking about. The only thing that could change is Tris not dying!"

"You dont know that!" I exclaimed loudly out loud. Tobias looked at me startled. I slapped a hand over my mouth. I mentally facepalmed. That wasn't supposed to come out.

Tris stirred in her sleep and leaped off my chair so fast, I tripped and fell. I quickly scrambled to my feet and made a beeline to the door. I whipped the door open and stepped out into the hallway. Just before I closed it, I looked at Tobias. "If you really want to know what happened, you need to come to my room."

I quietly closed the door and walked to my room. I closed the door and leaned my forehead against it, breathing a sigh of stressfulness. I turned around and jumped, muffling a scream. Peeta and Katniss were back and they didn't look happy. Honestly, I just wanted to cry. I love having my favorite characters alive, but right now it was getting a little too much.

"I'm assuming you read it?" I asked, keeping myself at the door for a quick and easy escape.

Katniss tossed the book on my bed and I cringed at my book being thrown. Those books were my babies. Honestly if I were thrown onto the street and all I had were the clothes on my back and my books, I would be so okay. Rabbit trail. Moving on..

I sighed and made my way to my bed, picking up my beloved book. I sat down, cradling it in my arms. I looked up at them. "What do you want to know?"

"How do we stop it?" Katniss asked immediately.

"Stop Peeta? You need to be more specific," I replied.

"Me. How to stop me." Peeta's voice was the one I heard talking. I looked at him and saw the pain etched on his face. I knew how much he loved her and knowing that he strangled and tried to kill her probably doesn't sit well with him.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out. Trust me. I want to stop it just as much as you do," I said gently, looking up at Peeta. I let him look into my eyes and I knew he saw the sincerity that was in displayed in them. He looked at Katniss and his eyes softened.

I lowered my eyes, letting them have their moment. I closed my eyes and lowered my nose to my book, inhaling the sent. Just as my muscles loosened a smidge, the door to my room banged open. My head flew up and to my surprise, Minho was standing there out of breath.

I stood up, my brows furrowed in puzzlement. "Minho whats wrong?" I asked, my heart rate rising. My muscles tensed once again and I sensed something was dreadfully wrong.

His eyes met mine. The panic was written all over his face. "Newt, there's something wrong with him".

With those words, my heart dropped.