Ch. 1

TRIS

It has been what has felt like years since I last saw him. Even now, his simulation makes me think he's real, that he's back. I know this isn't really, but maybe.. Just maybe.. No. I sigh and sit down, ignoring his efforts to hurt me with taunting words. I try not to look into his deep blue eyes, because they will make me cry like I do every night. His face haunts me because I love him so much, and I wish they'd just kill me now. I miss Tobias so much I can hardly take it, but I know I have to, for him. I hope that one day we will meet again, and I will hold him, and he will hold me as I stare into his eyes and he stares into mine.

I snap back to the cold, harsh reality that I have to live at this terrible place. I'm not quite sure what it's called, because I was moved from time to time again, but this place is still as bad as all the rest. I am given little food and water and am sickly skinny. Hearing someone speak, I walked towards the sound as far as I could until I hit the cell door.

"..back to Chicago?"

"..yes, she'll do fine there after we wipe her memory."

The men grunt in agreement and come to get me. I let them take me to a truck. I know I can resist the serum, but I'll have to act dumb and worthless at first. I think I can take care of that. I feel the needle enter my neck, and I start my little act, asking stupid questions.

TOBIAS

I do not regret coming back to Chicago. It gives me even the slightest chance to get Tris off my mind. However, most the time I can't forget those pale eyes, twinkling up at me. "I love you" was a major understatement. Tris was more than just a girl to me, not even a girlfriend. She was something that I cannot put into words. She was just.. Magical.

When I called her beautiful, I didn't mean about her face, or body, although she is amazing like that too. Tris is beautiful on the inside, kind but with a bit of an attitude, a smile that's contagious, and overall a great character. How I feel about her... I can't even finish telling you how much I love her before I die.

I cry myself to sleep every night, still feeling her teaching my tattoo and touching my scars gingerly. "Tris," I would often whisper when we were in bed and she hasn't moved in a while. If she didn't answer, I would turn around carefully and tuck her against me. I still remember her beautiful, contagious smile that she woke up with most mornings. Despite everything that was happening during the war, I often offered a small smile to her every morning, and she always smiled back. Tris was beautiful in every way, and she was mine, and I was hers. I imagine her lying next to me, and a tear slips out of my eye before I close them again. It is two A.M., and I still haven't gotten any sleep. No matter how much I've been trying, I still can't sleep. I sigh and get up, walking towards the cabinets. I open the one that contains my medication and slip a sleeping pull into my mouth, swallowing it before walking back over to my bed. I didn't make it there, falling asleep on the floor with a loud thump.

CHRISTINA

I hear a loud thump from upstairs and know it's Four. The poor guy has been grieving over Tris, but I think it's been too long. Maybe I should set him up with someone, but I'm worried it will make him even angrier with me. After all, I did kiss him. I couldn't help myself. He looked so sad, and Uriah and Tris were dead, and Zeke wasn't his friend anymore, and everyone seemed to dislike him, and.. Well, he just seemed so handsome and miserable and lonely, and I had figured maybe he would have feelings for me, and I didn't consider that he wasn't over Tris or that he didn't like me or something. I guess I just had feelings for him. I think I still do.

FLASHBACK

Looking into those sad, dark blue eyes, I feel bad for Four. I sit next to him on the bench and hesitantly reach out to touch his shoulder. He doesn't look back at me, and I frown. "Hey, it's alright. I've been through exactly what's happening to you. I know what you're going through." He looks at me, anger flashing in his eyes. "You do not know how I feel! If you lived Tris like I did, you would half understand!" He snaps, and I flinch, looking away. I stay like that for a minute before looking back up at him, at those mysterious dark eyes. Suddenly, I get a crazy idea. Without thinking it through, I lean in and press his lips to mine, closing my eyes. He doesn't move, just stiffens, and I don't notice, slipping my tongue into his mouth. I pull back and notice him like that, and I stand up, brushing off my skirt, not looking at him. "I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-" "You should go," he says, and I do, not looking back at him, feeling terrible for what I'd done.

Reviews, please? And, yes, maybe there will be a bit of FourChris, but not much. I'm planning on this being FourTris mostly. Also, any ideas? And I may hold a small contest to add some characters to the story. Just Christina, Tobias, and Tris may get a bit boring.