Chapter 15: Memorial

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TRIS POV
Today is Monday. It's also the one month anniversary of Caleb and me becoming orphans. Aunt Jenine said it was alright if we wanted to stay home. She said she'd talk to the office. Honestly, I'd rather be around my friends than around my distant brother. He doesn't even talk to me unless it's 'Beatrice be good' 'Beatrice be kind' 'Beatrice, why are your whites in with my colors?'. Ugh! I'm so done with him and his man-periods. Sometimes his mood swings give me whiplash. One moment he's silent and the next he'll be telling me to be more like mom and dad would want me to be.
"Caleb! I'm going out!" I yell because he's probably in the library.
"No you aren't! Aunt Jenine let us stay HOME not go out to ditch classes. Shouldn't you be mourning or something? I thought girls were supposed to be emotional!" I could strangle him right now. "Is it that time of the month, Beatrice?"
"Caleb! You don't just ask a girl if they're on their period, you idiot!" I walk out the door and slowly close the door, not wanting to have anymore of that conversation with Caleb. I walk to the cemetery. Most times it would creep me out, but I have to do this. My grandparents are here. I never met them. They both died from cancer, a few years apart, before I was born.
They're buried right next to each other. Almost withered flowers are in front of each. They have old, faded pictures of them. They look like little peices of Dad. His nose comes from grandma. His eyes are definitely from his dad. All the sudden it's all too much. Instead of walking this time, I run. I don't know where I'm going until I stop running. Right in front of the school. My phone says it's lunch time, so I run in to the cafeteria. I quickly scan the crowd for and person in particular. I run up to him as he's standing up. When I crash into him, he almost falls over. I didn't know I was crying until he wipes my cheeks with the pad of his thumb and sobs start escaping my throat. At that moment, I don't care if I've only known Four for a month or two, I'm just glad he's here for me. Right now.

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