I can't believe what she told me.
She can't be dead-she can't be.
But she is.
And I couldn't save her.
The one second I'm not there... she does something stupid!
I should be angry. I should be angry at her, at Kaleb, at... myself... And only myself.
But I only feel rage towards Cara...
That tone... she never did like Tris.
Ever.
Of course...
Who did?
Me, Christina... Zeke, Kaleb-ish... that's nothing compared to all her haters.
But... I was both, I suppose...
I yelled, she yelled, we hugged, we kissed, we bickered, we agreed... More hate than love, I guess...
But I can't accept that.
And I won't.
I must make it up... somehow... someway...
Someday.