Divergent Series: Quotes

#40

(Insurgent)
"I don't mean to be such a mess," I say, my voice cracking. "I just feel so . . ." I shake my head.
"It's wrong," he says. "It doesn't matter if your parents are in a better place-they aren't here with you, and that's wrong, Tris. It shouldn't have happened. It shouldn't have happened to you. And anyone who tells you it's okay is a liar."
A sob racks my body again, and he wraps his arms around me so tightly I find it difficult to breathe, but it doesn't matter. If this continues I will break apart, and maybe that would be better, maybe it would be better to shatter and bear nothing.
He doesn't speak for a long time, until I am quiet again.
"Sleep," he says. "I'll fight the bad dreams off if they come to get you."
"With what?"
"My bare hands, obviously."
I wrap my arms around his waist and take a deep breath of his shoulder. And in the moments before I drift off to sleep, I almost forget about our war-torn city and all the conflict that will come to find us soon, if we don't find it first.
In the moments before I drift off to sleep, I hear him whisper, "I love you, Tris."
And maybe I would say it back, but I am too far gone.