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TRIS POV
"Six, come on wake up."
"SIX."I felt nudging on my left shoulder. I groan and I peel my eyes open as they adjust to the light.
"Six this isn't funny we have to keep moving." Still purple at the break of dawn, I rub the fatigue out of my eyes as I adjust myself up against Adriana. I try to roll my neck to ease the pain and stiffness. There is a heavy pounding in my head and a sharp sting on my temple.
"How does my neck look?" I ask her, knowing that my punctured neck is aching and slightly sticky.
"Infected and bruised." She replies hovering her hand over the wound, but not daring to touch it. That's always something nice to hear as soon as you wake up in an injured body.
"Where are we?" I ask as I grab her arm to prop myself up. My eyes wander around the unknown environment around me.
"Near the city of Chicago." She wraps another arm around me and we continue limping towards the city. My limping slows us down by a mile. I feel my stomach drop and I stumble, grasping on her arm tightly. Adriana catches me and steadies me again, knowing my extra weight on her is also taking a toll on her body.
"I've got you, Six. Just relax." She says as she fastens her grip on me before we continue. I let my mind wander. Chicago, I remember. Everything flickers in my mind like bits and pieces. I am Beatrice Prior. Tris. Six. Abnegation born Dauntless. My parents are Natalie and Andrew Prior. I have a brother named Caleb who transferred to Erudite. My vision blurs again as I look ahead. I see a large structure, a gate, one that doesn't seem to be in much use anymore. We pass a graffitied green sign that reads 40 miles. Four. The word leaves a discomfort in me. It is as if I know the significance of the word, but it is at the back of my head and on the tip of my tongue. And then it hits me. "Tobias!" I gasp, and I cough red. I wipe my chin with the back of my dirty arm.
"Six hang in there. We're so close." She says as she is now dragging me. I look up to her. Her grey eyes are glassy with tears and black hair sticking to her forehead. I try to listen to her instructions, but with every blink of my eye, they feel heavier and heavier.
"SIX! WAKE UP!" Adriana screams with a hoarse voice. I close my eyes and my body feels numb. I still hear Adriana's distant screams, but everything just seems to fade away.
THIRD PERSON POV
The citizens working along the gates monitor what comes in and out of the city out of city. They notice two bodies, two girls to be exact. One stumbling while trying to drag the one behind her, but the one behind her is scarily familiar to them. They take a few observant seconds before it clicks in all of their minds as gasps are echoed among them. Realization hits before one immediately calls Tobias.
"SOMEBODY HELP!" Adriana screams at them. Three of them run ahead to Adriana and Tris. The other two workers are on the phone with Tobias.
"FOUR! YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT'S GOING ON. TRIS AND ANOTHER GIRL ARE AT THE GATE. COME NOW." Zeke shouts into the phone with excitement and shock, his words coming out too quickly and sounding like gibberish.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN TRIS IS AT THE GATE?!" Tobias shouts back at them in disbelief through the phone.
"JUST COME AND SEE FOR YOURSELF." They say in unison.
"I'm on my way." Tobias says before hanging up. He looks down at his shoes and runs his hand through his hair. His breathing is heavy, almost as if he is heaving. He stands up and throws the phone against the cement wall. The phone breaks with its parts scattered everywhere on the floor. He sprints out of his office and heads straight towards the trains.
. . .
Zeke and the guards carefully walk Adriana back to the gate while Zeke carries Tris on his back. They are cautious with their actions; a small move of the arm could easily injure the girls more than they already are. As soon as they are about two blocks away from the gate, Tobias breaks out into a sprint as soon as he sees Tris. The guards stop their actions as soon as they see Tobias.
"I'll take it from here." Tobias says as he takes of his jacket and drapes it over Tris. Zeke carefully passes Tris over to Tobias and his arms tighten around her frame, smaller than what he remembers from three years ago. His eyes tear up as he begins walking. He lowers his face and places a myriad of kisses on her head and forehead.
"Tris." He sobs as he keeps his eyes on her face. He then drops onto his knees, not noting the painful impact it brought to his knee. The cuts all over her body and the torn clothing are evident all around her body. The dried patch of blood on the hairline near her forehead is what angers him most. It puts rage into Tobias. He sobs into her neck before he feels a week grip on his arm. He lifts his up to see Tris with hooded eyes. He stares into her eyes with relief and sadness, but hers only look back at him with confusion.
"To… Tobias?" she exhales. However she says his name in the manner of realization. Not really knowing the meaning, as she says it to test the word.
"Yeah, it's me. You're safe now, Tris." He says while sobbing even more. She stares at him blankly before closing her eyes again. Tobias' eyes widen in fear before he screams at her to wake up, his arms also tightening around her. He screams and screams, but at one point the screams are mostly directed at him. Fearing that it is another simulation of his fear landscapes, he screams hoping to take control of his fear and nightmare.
A/N Hope I did this series some justice. First story I've ever written, I'd love some feedback and critiques.
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