I slowly turn the door knob, just incase Tris is sleeping.
I peek in the door, and see Tris sobbing, and thrashing, her breathing labored.
I swing the door open all the way, and run to her bed.
"Tris! Tris! Wake up! It's just a dream!" I yell.
Her eyes snap open, and she sighs.
She sees me and breathlessly says, "Tobias!"
She grips my shirt, and pulls me down for a hug. I don't want to hurt her, so I awkwardly hug her back.
She pulls away, and I kiss her lightly on the nose.
"What happened? That dream seemed way worse than any other you've ever had." I state, worried.
She sniffles, "Well, you were strapped into a chair, and-and I was stuck in a tank. Marcus came, and took off his belt. Then, I was on fire, and water was rising up. I was pressured to shoot my family, and then Marcus started beating you." She sniffles once more, and continues. "I-I couldn't get to you. Then crows came, and attacked me, and I was being kidnapped. I was going through all of my fears at once, and I had to watch you get hurt."
She cries heavily, and I wrap my arm around her small shoulders.
"Tris, that must've been awful. I'm so, so sorry. But I promise you, that'll never happen." She nods, but keeps crying.
I get a good look at her, and am taken back by her condition. My FATHER did this.
I tear slips down my cheek, and Tris looks up at me.
"What's wrong?" She asks.
"Look what he did to you! My FATHER did this! Tris, how can I live with my self?" Tears flow freely down my face, and I look down, ashamed.
"Tobias, none of this is because of you. You know that." She says soothingly.
"Tris, I think he did this to you because it would hurt me to watch it. It's my fault."
"Stop saying that!" She sounds annoyed.
I look at her face and notice a jagged scar on her right cheek. This makes me cry harder.
I cup her face with my hand, and trace the cut.
"Sorry." I say, taking my hand away.
"It's ok..." She replies awkwardly.
I sniffle. "Now we both have scars."
"Yeah..." She says quietly. "Maybe, I can understand your pain now that it's happened to me. It'll close one of the gaps we have between us." She smiles a little.
I smile too.
"Does it... Hurt?" I ask.
"Yeah. A little." I can tell she's lying.
"Tris, he never used that belt on me. He never cut me like that." I say guiltily.
"Oh..." She says distantly. I can tell she's a lot of pain.
I call in a nurse, and she gives her pain killers.
"You hungry?" I ask, mostly because I'm hungry right now.
"Yeah, I guess."
"I'll have Christina, Uriah, and Zeke get us something." I suggest.
"Ok." She replies. "Can I see them?"
"Yeah, just a second."
I walk out if the room, and rush to where Christina, Zeke, and Uriah are.
"You guys wanna see Tris?" I ask. They are all awake now.
Christina perks up.
"Yes!" She replies.
"Zeke, Uriah, can you get us all something to eat?" I ask.
"Yeah." Uriah replies.
"Thanks. Meet us in the ICU, room 1046 when you're done."
Christina and I walk to Tris' room.
A/N: Hey! Thanks so much for all the reads! Please COMMENT!
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*CONTAINS ALLEGIANT SPOILERS!* what would happen if Tris hadn't died? This story will keep you on the edge of your seat, you will laugh and cry with all the characters. Please read and give me your input! This is my first fan fiction, so please no s...