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Uriah POV
Everything's black; I feel lost, confused and lonely. I know when people are around me. I can feel their presence; I can hear them. All I want is to desperately call out to them and say "I'm here, I'm alive, please don't kill me" It's agonizing to see, well hear, my friends mourning over me when I know I am not dead.
I hear voices and I am desperate to hear more. It's so rare that someone other than Christina comes and visits me. I guess Tris is busy with Four and stopping the bureau. I zone out from the voices and come up with other possible explanations for my friends' lack of presence.
"Zeke, I'm sorry. They were reckless decisions that hurt you in the long run. Could you ever forgive me?"
Zeke? Why is Zeke here? We are at the bureau. How did he get here? I stop rambling when I hear Zeke speak.
"Four Stop! I told you to look after Uriah, to make sure nothing happened to him. The irony is you caused his death. This is all on you"
" Zeke…"
"Save it Four, let me just say goodbye to my brother alone"
Say goodbye? I'm not dead! I just want to wake up and show everyone I'm alive. I feel like I am thrashing my arms side to side when in reality I know that I look still and lifeless.
"Hey little brother. You're looking a little stiff," Zeke snorts a little from his own joke. I can hear the pain in his voice. I can picture him looking at me, waiting for me to wake up saying, "just kidding, I was never hurt". I struggle to open my eyes but it's useless… I feel useless.
"Mom's here. She wanted to come see you before your really gone. Uriah I know you can hear me; I just know it inside me. Please wake up I don't want to lose you. Don't be a pansycake."
Zeke stands there holding my hand for what feels like a lifetime and then leaves the room. I can't take the fact that my friends are planning to unplug me when I know I am not ready to go yet. I need to help fight against Evelyn! Maybe it's for the best; maybe they need me to go for them to focus on fixing the only world we know.
Will I get to see Marlene? I can't help but wonder if death is what some people fantasize about. Seeing the people you love who have past on, to live in happiness forever. My mind shifts to a darker thought; maybe it's nothing like what people think. What if once you die that's it, your gone forever, there is no wonderful afterlife?
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I feel someone touch my hand and begin to cry. The touch is familiar. Hands calloused from what can only be years of fighting, but still soft.
My mother
I feel like the explosion has hit me again. The thought of causing my mother this much pain and suffering kills me inside.
My mother speaks, voice in whisper. She is sniffling after each word. "Oh Uriah…why?" Her head then falls on my lap and piece of her hair touches my skin. Its silky smooth texture brings me back to when I was a kid in dauntless. When I was a baby my mom would hold me until I fell asleep. When I was older she read me stories. She Bandaged all my cuts. Held me when I cried, and told no one. I couldn't risk being a coward. She was, is, my mother and father.
She then speaks again, her voice steady and controlled. What she says isn't a surprise, I knew it was coming. It was inevitable, but it hurts to hear her say it.
"We are going to unplug you today."
I hope you liked it! I know it's a little slow right now but I have plans for it so please stick with it I promise it will get more interesting i have it all planned out. I know this chapter is short, the rest are longer,
