This is from Christina's POV
"Will? Will, where are you?" I screamed. There were bodies of the Abnegation and Dauntless citizens scattered on the ground, dead and dying. I am looking for Will, even though it would be a miracle if he were still alive. "Will?" I yell once again. Of course, there is no reply. I will find him though. Even if it takes me a thousand years. I will see his face again, even if he's not looking back.
I keep walking, with a faster pace, stepping over the bodies. There is so much blood. Some of it might be his. I hear people yelling names. Some get replies, and others don't. There are numerous cries of sadness and pain and people weeping over their loved ones. I can't stop the tears. They have been stinging my eyes for the past few minutes, but I can't be strong anymore. "Will?" I call out in a small, strangled voice. I don't recognize my voice, not sounding like myself anymore. I start running, tears pouring from my eyes, tripping over the citizens. My legs feel like jelly, and I have to take a break. I stop for a moment to catch my breath. My eyes wander the scene, though my vision is blurred from crying. I spot two boys and a girl standing over a dead woman. The girl holding one of the boys, crying in his arms. I walk closer, and notice that the girl is my friend, Tris. The woman is her mother. I know her from when I met her on visiting day.
"Tris!" I yell. She turns and runs towards me.
"Christina! I thought you were dead!" she said in a strangled voice, her cheeks wet from tears. She runs to me and throws her arms around me.
"Tris, I'm so glad you're alive!" I notice that one of the boys is Four. He looks troubled. The other boy must be her brother. His outfit screams Erudite, glasses and all. He's extremely attractive, in a nerdy kind of way. I remember Will and let go of Tris. "Tris, have you seen Will?" I ask her.
She looks up at me with a sad expression. She lets out a little sob. "Christina, Will is dead."
I let out a choke. The tears fall from my eyes but I can't make a sound. My legs give out and I fall to the ground. I don't bother trying to get up. He's dead. Will is dead. The boy I loved. Dead. When I'm able to talk, I ask, "Where is he?"
She points towards the spot where she supposedly saw him. I gather enough energy to stand and run in the direction. I get closer to the spot, when I see a dead boy with blond, wavy hair. I am sprinting now, and I finally reach him. Once again, my legs give out and I'm kneeling next to him. Tris, her brother and Four walk over to me. The tears are streaming down my face as I run my fingers through his hair. His gorgeous eyes stare blankly at me. I rest my head on his chest, just lying there, crying. I hold his hand even though he's not there. He's gone, but he's still here at the same time. I can feel it.
Tris comes over and sits next to me. "I think we should close his eyes," she says. I nod my head in agreement and sit up. I lightly close his eyes with my fingertips. "There," she says, "Now he could be sleeping." It doesn't look like he's sleeping with the bloody wound in his stomach, but I slowly nod my head.
I lean in and give him a light kiss on the lips. "Goodbye, Will. I love you."