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Hi! So I'm new to this and I hope this gets some reviews! This is the first chapter told from Tobias' point of view. The chapters alternate between Tris and Tobias. I'm planning on updating an putting another chapter up every day. :) so just pm me if you have any questions ans leave reviews! Sorry these chapters can be a tad short!

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Simba :)

Tobias

I squeeze her hand and fall to the floor. "Tris . . ." My voice breaks and I'm stuffed with tears. "Please . . . I need you . . ." I beg over her dead body and cry for a while by her casket.

I don't know how long I sit there, crying at her side, but it seems like a lifetime. My hand still in hers, I force myself up and try to become strong again. I stare at her face, savoring every detail of her.

"I love you . . . Tris, you can't be gone. You can't just leave me here. Please! Tris!" I clutch to her other hand and tears slip from my eyes and one lands on her cheek.

Inhaling deeply, I wipe it away and stroke her hair. "Please, just, just come back . . ." I lean in and kiss her forehead, some people might call it stupid to kiss a dead body, but I can't leave her here without final regards. I tuck a loose strand of her hair behind her ear and stand there for a moment.

"Four. C'mon let's go home. She died fighting for us. She loved you and you know that. We all loved her and we all know how much is going to be gone. Just, come back." Christina stands behind me and slides her hand onto my shoulder. I drop Tris's limp hands and wrap my arms around Christina.

"She can't just be gone." I sob into her shirt and she loops her arms around my back. "It's okay, Four. It's okay." She whispers in my ear, obviously trying to comfort me. She takes my wrist and pulls me off of her. She pulls me towards the door and I turn my head, following Christina, and take my last look at the love of my life.

"Goodbye, Tris. I love you." I whisper as the door shuts behind us.

It hasn't even been that long. Only about 7 or 8 hours. I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling. My side is cold and my heart aches for her, her warmth, her smile, her . . . everything . . .

A sob escapes me and I pull my hands up to my eyes and feel the hot tears flow. Sitting up, I flop out of bed and walk in the hallways wearing black pajama pants and a blue shirt.

The cold tile floor sinks into my veins and I shiver. I let my head hang down and I tumble across the hallway to the room her body is in. "Tobias?" Her voice shoots through the hallway straight to my heart.