Hey everyone! This is another story. I can't wait to see where this goes! Xoxo
Tris's POV
I'm standing in the cold snow. Icy wind slapping me in the face. I can't believe my parents are dead. I know I'm 22 and very able to live on my own, but it hurts. I feel like someone stabbed me multiple times in my chest. I want to throw myself in the grave with them. The heart ache will probably never go away. The priest starts.
"We are gathered here on this cold day to honor Natalie and Andrew Prior. They have suffered a very unfortunate accident. We would like to say good-bye to them. We will always remember them in our hearts. It will always hurt, but we have to let them go." I sobbed again. Caleb wrapped his arm around me again. I was wondering if he even felt emotions because he hadn't cried once. I was very confused and disoriented.
"Natalie Prior was the proud mother of Caleb and Beatrice Prior. She was kind, loving, and very intelligent. We will miss her dearly." This angers me. This random priest that we found online doesn't even know my mother or father. He doesn't know what they were like but he always says we. It's very frustrating that he thinks he can just come here and act like he's known us forever.
"Andrew Prior was the proud father of Caleb Prior and Beatrice Prior. He was loving, smart, and selfless. He will be missed dearly." Much better.
"Good-bye Natalie and Andrew." They lower their bodies into the ground. I scream for them to stop. I elbow Caleb in the face and I run towards the caskets.
"No!"I cry. My friend Christina holds me back and attempts to hug me. I knee her stomach and run for them again. This time Tori, my aunt, grabs me and throws me to the ground. I sob and hug my knees to my chest. Tears blur my vision. Get a grip Tris. I scold myself. I don't listen. It's too hard to listen. They start throwing dirt on top of my parents. I cry out again. They're gone forever now.
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We're in the car driving back towards their house to pick up any last items from our rooms. The house is going to be sold because there is no way Caleb and I could pay for it. I walk up into my room. The walls are bare. I sit down on my small twin size bed. I have so many memories in this room. Like my first kiss. My first day of homework. My first sleep over. My first best friend. My first time having sex. Everything happened in this room.
"Tris? Are you up there?"
"Yeah." I almost whisper. I haven't talked normally in a long time. Once I found out my parents were dead I stopped talking. I wanted to talk but my body just wouldn't. I screamed a lot. But never talked. Now that I'm able to talk again I am able to tell everyone everything. I soon got up and ran downstairs. I hugged Caleb and whooped. He gave me a questioning look.
"I can talk again!" I exclaimed. He gave me a weak smile and hugged me again. A horn honked and I knew that Christina was waiting outside to drive me to my new home. I was moving in with her in Portland, Oregon. From this point on I was going to forget my past. I was going to be a new Tris. I was going to be happier and not let the current event weigh me down. I smiled and walked down the stairs. I still felt a pit in my stomach. I jumped into the passenger seat and sighed. We were off on an 11 hour drive.
"You seem happier."
"I am. I want to be a new person now. I want to forget my past and move on with my life." She nodded her head at me and continued to drive.
"When we get to my house it will probably be like midnight so we'll do all the tours and stuff like that tomorrow." I nodded my head and slowly started to dose off. I was in a dark room. It was pitch black. I heard a scream. It sounded like my mom's scream that night. I whipped my head around and saw a bloody body on the floor next to me. I turned the body around and saw the gruesome damage done to my mother's face. I screamed. Almost immediately after I heard my dad scream and his body was soon next to my mother's. I thought it was over but I heard another scream. This one sounded like Caleb. I screamed his name over and over again. Soon his body was next to my dad's. I flipped him over and flinched when I saw the damage. There were bloody gashes all across his face. With the word remember carved into his forehead.
"It's your turn." I heard a cold voice come from the corner. I felt someone throw me onto the floor. I screamed. He pressed his knife against my throat. I started seeing black dots. That's when I jolted awake. I was panting.
"I was just about to wake you up. You looked kind of horrible and in pain." I looked at her and touched my neck. Nothing was there.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"It was the night again. Except this time He killed all of us." She nodded and continued to drive.
"You slept for a long time. We have about an hour left." I sighed and slumped back down. The car started ringing. I raised an eyebrow.
"I had the car programmed to my phone so I don't get a ticket for talking on the phone when I'm driving." I nod and she presses a button.
"Christina is that you?" A male asks.
"No it's the Wizard of Oz." I laughed at her.
"Who's in the car with you?"
"Tris, why?"
"Just wondering. When are you guys coming home because I have a huge party going on and you guys are invited." I spoke up.
"I don't even know you. You could be some creep, stalker guy." He laughed. I smirked.
"Hello trissy poo. My name is Uriah Pedrad. I live in Portland, Oregon. I am 22 years old. I have brown hair and brown eyes. I have a really annoying older brother named Zeke. I have a pet dog…"
"She didn't ask for your life story Uri."
"Haha sorry." I smiled and said,
"We'll be there." I pressed the button. Soon Christina was driving into a garage and we were inside of her house. I walked upstairs into my room and flopped onto my bed.
"Tris! Your clothes are in your closet!" I grin and open the closet. I picked a black crop top, red skirt, and blue ankle boots. I ran down the stairs, excited to meet some new people.
I will try to update every day if I can. I'm so happy today and I don't know why. Lol. Love ya! Xoxo
