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Tris
"Am I done yet?" My mother is staring at me from the other side of the room and I'm not sure if I really ask that question or I just think it and she somehow answers.
With tears burning in her proud eyes she answers, "Yes, my dear child you have done so well, I couldn't be any prouder."
"What about the others?" I ask as I try and hold back a sob. An image of Tobias comes to my mind, how would he handle my death after losing so much in his life. How would Christina deal with the loss of Uriah, how would Caleb deal with having no more family left?
My mother speaks in the same soft voice as I remember as a child saying, "They will care for eachother, that's what people do when they lose someone they love.
In the back of my mind I know this information should comfort me, my friends and brother will comfort eachother...but it doesn't. I have so much grief from my parents death and I would love to see and be with them again, but I can't bring myself to be happy about leaving all of my friends behind.
As I continue to realize I don't want to die and it's not my time, I turn to my mother. She has gone from a woman with a small smile and tears in her eyes to a woman with the brightest smile on her face. She looks proud.
"Mom...I can't go with you." I speak softly, but confidently.
She looks proudly at me, and speaks "I know, Beatrice."
The last thing I see before everything fades into black and the world falters around me, is my mother's proud smile.
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AN: I know this is a very short chapter, I have the entire story all written out, but I wanted to make sure people would read it. If I have people read this story chapters will be about three times as long. I am also looking for a Beta. If anyone is interested PM me. Please review!
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