Tobias
As soon as I heard the news I ran to the hospital. My lungs were burning and my legs were aching but I couldn't stop. I would keep running to her until I was standing by her side. How could she make such a reckless decision? How could she be willing to let go of us? Christina's voice rang in the back of my mind, "I'm sorry."
I rushed up the steps of the hospital, shoving anyone who got in my way. I looked for the registration desk and slammed into it hard stopping myself.
"Where is she?" I demanded while gasping for air. I couldn't feel my chest inhaling and exhaling anymore the only thing I could think about was her. My Tris, all alone looking for a way out, imprisoned in her lifeless corpse. Fighting her way back to me. She had to be.
"Room 308," the nurse says as she points down the hall on my right. I break into a sprint again. My heart is pounding, I feel my head pulsating as I try to remember our last time together. I told her I would see her soon. Nothing was supposed to interrupt us anymore. I read each number plate on the doors as I passed by. I was almost at the end of the hallway when I saw her number, 308. I peered in through the window on the door and saw her lying there. She wasn't breathing, her eyes weren't shifting, and she was even more pale than normal. I opened the door quietly as if she were just sleeping. I kept telling myself she was just sleeping. I crossed the room and took her hand in mine.
"Tris?" I pleaded. I realized after moments of silence, she was truly gone. The weight of everything, my past, my fears, my hopeless future, just crumbled down on me. I collapse to my knees with her hand still in mine. My tears surprised me. I squeezed her hand hoping to squeeze the life back into her fragile body. But I got no reaction. Nothing. She was still.
Tris
It was quiet for a while. The last thing I heard was multiple gunshots. The last thing I felt was my warm blood touching my cheek and my mother's arms wrapped around me, holding me. I was relieved that it was over. We had won our battle; I was ready to see my family again and my friends. I was ready to apologize to Will for shooting him and to apologize to those that got harmed in the war. My mind was at rest now and I thought I wouldn't have to make any more decisions.
"Tris?" I peeked through one of my eyes and stared up at my mother. She was even more beautiful now than what I remembered. She looked happy and well rested. I smiled at her and tried just taking in the moment. I was with my mother again. She shook me a little and she spoke urgently this time. "Tris, sweetie. Get up."
Both of my eyes were open now and I sat up to get a better look of everything around me. I saw my mother smiling with my dad on her right and Will on her left. The others who didn't survive were standing around as well. I felt confusion sweep across my mind. "Mom?"
"Tris you can't give up," says Will. My heart rate starts quickening. My hands begin to shake. I look at the familiar faces around me. "The battle isn't won yet. They need a leader Tris. They need you."
I stare at Will for what seems to be a long time. Questioning him with my eyes, I didn't want to speak or move. My eyes were getting heavy. My mom speaks up again, "You're a fighter Tris. You never take the easy way out. You proved to the Dauntless that you are not a coward. You proved you are wise with all of your skills. You have what it takes. Wake up."
When I re-open my eyes again, everyone is gone. I stare at a plain white celling and can't move.
Tobias
I couldn't stay in the hospital anymore. The death of Tris just filled every vacant area. It was getting hard to breathe; I had to escape. Since meeting Tris, losing her has always been my greatest fear. I listen to the sound of my feet hitting the pavement, one after the other. My legs pleaded with me to stop. My adrenaline was powering through my system. When I finally find myself far enough away from the compound I yell. I want to break something but yelling will have to do for now. I take in a deep breath. Don't lose control. I start running again, at a faster pace now. I wasn't aware of where exactly I was running to until I came to a stop. In front of me stood the ferris wheel that I followed Tris up.
Without even acknowledging it I begin to climb. My arms are aching, the fire still burns in my lungs, but I can't stop. I climb pass where we sat when Tris told me about her plan. I fight my fear only this time I am not in my stimulation. I ignore the tears rolling down my face as I keep climbing, pushing every part of who I am to its limit. When I reach the top I take a moment to look out past the horizon. I stare at everything that I had missed when I was with her. I couldn't think clearly then. All I could see was her.
I barely hear Christina's footprints when she calls up to me, "Tobias! It's Tris! Her eyes are open!"
Nothing makes since anymore.