Dancing On My Own Chapter 1: Goodbye, a divergent trilogy fanfic

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I don't own The Divergent Trilogy or the song used.

Tris's POV:

Somebody said you got a new friend,

Sure, I didn't believe it at first, but when I saw the change in your attitude, of course it was a girl.

Does she love you better than I can?

When I had suddenly remembered you telling me that I was the only girl who could make you as happy as you were when we were together one day, it made me think, 'is she better? Does she make you happier than I ever did?'

It's a big black sky over my town, I know where you at, I bet she's around, yeah, I know it's stupid, I just gotta see it for myself,

I watch as you smile and laugh with her. As you occasionally sneak up on her. As you hug her for longer than three seconds. As you slip your hand in hers. The memories haunt me during the night, forcing me to suddenly wake, and sob at the loss, curling up into the foetal position, instantly craving your warm touch.

I'm in the corner, watching you kiss her, oh oh oh, I'm right over here, why can't you see me? Oh oh oh, I'm giving it my all, but I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooh ooh ooh, I keep dancing on my own (I keep dancing on my own)

I walk past you in the hallways, hoping to catch your eye, but it's as if you don't know me. I still have your number. I still type messages to you, but delete them. When we do encounter each other, you barely let me talk before getting away as quickly as you can. I slowly become the person I was before you. The wallflower, the person people never took notice of. The gang still talk to me, but reputations are reputations so therefore we rarely interact in school.

I'm just gonna dance all night, I'm all messed up, I'm so outta line, stilettos on broken bottles, I'm spinning around in circles,

She's beautiful. You deserve her. She talked to me, y'know? I was surprised. I couldn't hate her. I shouldn't hate her. She is so nice. She helped me regain some confidence with the comforting words she spoke. The downfall? I envy the fact she has you.

We're in the same classes. I sit next to you, but your head turns in the other directions. I sit behind you, but you stay facing forwards, occasionally talking to the people seated on either side of you. I sit in front of you, and very rarely feel your piercing gaze on the back of my head nowadays. Your deep, rumbling, laughter sends an ache to my heart.

So far away, but still so near

I sit by my window, noticing how you keep your curtains drawn now. They were always open.

(The lights go on, the music dies), but you don't see me standing here, (I just came) to say goodbye,

I knock on your door, and your mum opens it. She still loves me, thankfully, and sadly informs me that you still don't want to see me. I quietly ask her to tell you that I'm leaving. To London. Her eyes widen and your dad comes to the door, hearing her shocked gasp. She tells him the news, and he pulls me in for a hug. The only reason I stayed in California was because I didn't want a long distance relationship. You were my everything.

I'm in the corner, watching you kiss her, oh oh oh, I'm giving it my all, but I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooh ooh ooh, I keep dancing on my own (I keep dancing on my own)

It's the last day of school. The gang beg me to stay, but their pleas fly straight through my ears. Chris stays quiet, knowing that I'm too stubborn. She tells the gang that once I fix my mind on something, there's no swaying me. Uriah makes me promise to so many silly things. I laugh through my tears, the tears I usually keep for nighttime. I catch you scrutinising me in the cafeteria as people come to bid me goodbye. I look away, not enjoying your blue eyes on me -like I used to-, and collect my things as I quickly jog out.

I'm in the corner watching you kiss her, oh oh oh, I 'm right over here, why can't you see me, oh oh oh, I 'm giving it my all, but I'm not the girl you're taking home, ooh ooh ooh...

You knock on my door. I know it's you because I can see you from my window. Mum answers it, and sends you away. Your fists clench in frustration, and I yearn to fly down to see you but... I can't.

I keep dancing on my own (I keep dancing on my own)

The day we're leaving. I stand in my driveway, looking at my childhood house. I kiss my hand and place my hand on the door. I feel eyes on me, and turn to look at your window. You're standing there, watching me. I summon up the courage to wave at you, and turn away, not waiting to see if you react.

Goodbye.

(I keep dancing on my own)

Thankyou.

The song used is Dancing On My Own by Robyn.

Till later, BooksLover2000...