How it used to be

by Ciaz

Tris has changed, and become cold and distant. Her friends tried to help her, but one by one they gave up. Now even Tobias has had enough and she is all alone. She has nowhere to go, and slowly she's started to fade into her own misory. Can she be saved? WIll it ever again be how it used to be?

1. Chapter 1

This is my first Divergent fanfic, so if you could read and comment that would be of major help for coming chapters. Thank you :)

Disclaimer: I do not own divergent or any of its characters.

«Tobias! » I sit up so suddenly I almost fall out of bed, clasping the sheets with sweaty palms while frenetically searching my dark apartment, but I see nothing. Slowly my breath starts to steady and in able to process my surroundings. I'm alone in my apartment. There is no one there.
I let my head hit my pillow again, my body relaxing somewhat. This is not the first time I've been awoken by my nightmares, but I never quite get used to them either. I think no one ever quite get over shooting their best friend.

I lie in bed another 5 minutes until I realize I won't be able to sleep again anyways, and decide to get up. I wish I had someone to talk to about these things, but as everyone thinks I'm a psycho these days, there is not much to about it.
A pain shoots through me as I come to think of Tobias. It's less than a week since he left me. His parting words still feel like a dagger placed right though my heart: "You have changed Tris, you're no longer the girl I fell in love with. You've become cold and insensible, and I can't do this anymore".

Quickly I slip on a tight, black t-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans and head out the door. I need air. I don't know where I'm headed before I'm already there. I stand there, panting a little while looking around the train platform near the dauntless compounds. I take deep breath, soaking in the night air.

That's when I see him. About 20 meters away, someone is watching at me. Observing me. I try to make out his features, but his face is hidden by the shadows. I move a few steps closer, my heart pounding so hard it might just fall out of my chest. The other person is still not moving. I stop.
"Hello?" my voice is no louder than a whisper, but I know he heard it, because he shivers slightly at the sound of my voice.
No answer.
I try again a little louder. I hold my breath and for a few seconds there is nothing, just the sound of the night and a train far away. It feels like forever until he finally moves. He takes one step, and that's all that's needed for his face to leave the shadows. The blood freezes in my veins, my breath stuck in my lounges.

It's Tobias.