Tobias POV
God, I have no clue what has become of me, I'm drinking more than I ever thought possible. Zeke comes to check on me sometimes, he normally finds me unconscious at the kitchen table a bottle in one hand, her picture in the other. I don't know how he finds a way through my house because it is a full mess garbage, clothes, and everything else litters the floor. This happens to be one of my very few sober moments, and I spent it writing a letter! To a dead person! I took a sip out of an open bottle I picked up. My grief quickly turned to anger. I chucke the now empty bottle at the wall, and threw the letter out the window. I went rampaging through the house angrily throwing everything that go in my way. Finally I broke down in the hallway by the door, crouched against the wall my head in my hands.
Tris' POV.
Ever since I got away from the bureau I have tried to find this house. I've been in the backyard watching for Tobias all morning. Suddenly I heard something crash, something shattering, angry yelling and a wadded price of paper flys through the window. Quickly I snatched it up and began to read it.
Dear Tris,
I am so sorry that I wasn't there, I'm sorry I killed Uriah. Tris I miss you so much. I have been counting the days until I drink myself out of this world so I can join you wherever you are. I never, ever meant to hurt, hell, I wanted to marry you. I had imagined us with children, you would have been a great mother. Nothing would have made me more proud than seeing you as a mom. Tris if you're reading this from wherever you are, I hope you know I love you and that despite what you believe you are perfect. Counting the days.
Tobias
My tears were dots on the paper mixing with the ones that were already there. My tears mixing with those of my one true love, it seems poetic. With tears in my eyes I walked to his front door and knocked. It was opened by a wild but sad looking Tobias, his height and stature prevented me from seeing past him.
" I got your letter" I said attempting a smile. Searching his face for something to tell me he's happy I'm back. Instead he slammed the door in my face and from behind it I heard frantic scrambling.
"GO AWAY" he screamed terrified, I could hear him sobbing. I ran off to find Christina's house maybe she will be happy I'm alive.
Okay so this story was inspired by rawrcarey an awesomely kind person who is an amazing writer by the way. Hope you enjoy and since its December sing a Christmas carol or something. It will cheer you up tremendously
"The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear" Buddy the elf
I love that movie anywho R&R please!