You Found Me
Prologue
It has been exactly 1 year 4 months 6 days 9 hours and 34 minutes since Tris last saw him. Not like she's counting or anything. She doesn't know why she left or even why she didn't come back, especially after she found out. Maybe it was because she thought he didn't love her anymore. Maybe it was because she knew. Tris knows that he had moved on by now. It's not like she said goodbye to him. She didn't say goodbye to anyone. By the end, he just wasn't himself. He wasn't himself. He was drifting away and he grew more and more distant by the day. He was hiding things, making phone calls in the middle of the night while he thought she slept. He would leave at random moments. He just wasn't the man that she thought she knew anymore. But she missed him, there was no doubting that. She miss how he would comfort her when she needed him most, or how he would randomly surprise her with the cutest things. How he was only the real him with her. He was not the instructor, he was the one she loved. She loved how she was the only one who could change him. But, he wasn't like that anymore. Tris loved him with all of her heart, she still does. But she couldn't take it anymore. She left and headed west to the sunny state of California. Far away from the man she loved. She left late one night, he was late for the fourth day in a row and she just couldn't take it anymore. She didn't leave anything behind her besides a simple note saying she loved him. She left with tears in her eyes clutching her soon to be swollen stomach. She knew that this was for the best. This was what he wanted, she knew it, even if her heart kept telling her otherwise. And seven months after she left she held a beautiful baby girl in her arms. She knew that she would never want to let go of her. She named that beauty Cecilia Elizabeth Eaton and cried when she saw the eyes that matched his' so perfectly.
Chapter 1
The blaring alarm and the sound of Cecilia's crying awakens Tris much earlier than shed like. She groans and pulls herself to her feet, slamming her hand down on the alarm clock to turn it off. She practically drags herself to the pastel pink nursery and over to the crib. She tiredly picks up the wailing nine month old and begins to rock her in her arms, speaking softly to her. Tris smiled when she saw her daughter fall asleep in her arms and set her back in the crib gently. She retreated back to her room and began to dress for the day. Once she was fully ready she went downstairs and began breakfast for herself and a bottle for Cecilia. She smiled at the sound of knocking, and opened the door nearly ecstatic to start the day.
"Drew! I'm so glad you're here on time today!" She said jokingly to the younger man standing in front of her
"Please, because I would ever be late," He said, punching her shoulder lightly
"Yeah, sure." she moved so he could come in "Cecilia's asleep upstairs in her room, there's a bottle warming up right now and I've gotta be out of here in ten minutes tops if I want to make it to work on time. Thank you so much for watching her."
"You know it's no problem, and it's not like I don't do it everyday or something."
"Yeah I know, but it means a lot to me, you know that."
Tris made her way back into the kitchen where her breakfast awaited, knowing that Drew was following her.
"Yeah yeah, whatever Beatrice" he said, laughing
She grabbed her breakfast and pretended to gasp, heading to the door.
"You know where everything is if you need anything, Andrew."
She grabbed her keys and purse and headed out the door, laughing as Drew continued to yell at her as she left. She got in the car and sighed, knowing that she had a long day ahead of her.
Tris ran her own company. It was a small chain of ice cream stores that she had managed to create in the short year and a half she lived in the world with no factions. She enjoyed her job and was proud of her success. She knew that her job was a big step for her, it was something that separated the two parts of her.
She pulled up to the small store and got out of the car, scanning the surrounding area. It was a habit she picked up long ago, during her Dauntless training. The first thing she noticed was a black RV with striking red flames. All she could think of in that moment was her old life, back in Dauntless. She quickly pulled herself out and began walking to the door, mumbling to herself to move on. To continue with the future, not the past. She pushed open the front door with a blinding smile that faltered when she looked around her. Sitting in the booth closest to the register were people she thought she'd never see again. Zeke, Will, Uriah, Shauna, Marlene, and Christina all sat together chatting. They didn't seem to notice her presence and she walked quickly to the back of the restaurant, a now fake smile plastered on her face.
She threw her hair up in a bun and put on an apron, staring at her name tag for a moment too long.
"Should I go back out there or kill myself?" She asked herself, then groaned n frustration. "Never mind, they're both the same thing."
She rips off the name tag last minute, knowing that nobody can say anything, She's the boss. She stops by the break room to see who all is working today. Once she knows what pieces of her staff are here today, she heads back out, her stomach twisting in anxiety and nervousness. She can feel the bile rising in my throat and every step she takes is getting heavier. She keeps taking deep breaths, trying to look inconspicuous. By the time she reaches the table, she doesn't realize the tears that have built in her eyes. She puts on a smile that she is unsure what to think of, because she is so happy to see them, but she can't be happy they're here. This won't help her move on just as much as the dreams of Tobias don't help her. She tries to sound cheery as she speaks, and doesn't meet anyone's eyes.
"Hi guys! Welcome to Brain Freeze! Can I get y'all anything to drink? Are you guys ready to order?"
She tries to hold back the tears as she hears each one of their voices after so much time and writes their orders and their drinks down. She nods after they say each one, and turns quickly once their done, and as she walks away she calls back to them, attempting to hide the shakiness in her voice.
"My name is Charlotte and I'll be your server today."
She hands the order receipt to the closest cook she see's and locks herself in the bathroom, trying to stop the tears running down her cheeks. She texts Drew next, saying she might be home early. And once she decides that she looks calm enough, she walks back out the bathroom, ignoring the fear that's telling her to turn back around. Things can't get worse than this. But of course she had to think this, because she walks back out there, and joining them at the table is him. And walking in the door is her daughter and best friend. If only she could have just kept her mouth shut.