After Allegiant- CHAPTER 1
"Hey "– She said.
"Hi "– I responded.
It had been 3 years since I saw her lifeless body laying on that table, and when the only thing I wanted was nothing more than one more kiss, one more world, one more glance, one more…
All I wanted was to be able to look at her bright blue eyes again, the same ones that reminded me of wide open skies. The same ones I looked into when I pulled her body from the net. Even though that wasn't the first time I saw her, it was the first time I really noticed her.
I knew from the beginning I wanted to get to know this girl. The way she didn't back down at her first lunch in Dauntless and when I was going to throw knifes at Al's head but because she stood up to Eric I had to throw them at hers instead. I thought I was pretty obvious but it turns out I wasn't. She isn't – wasn't- a mind reader after all.I wasn't trying to intimidate her - I wanted to get to know her why would I try to intimidate her? - I was giving her the help she needed or the one I thought she did.
And when we played Capture the Flag and I followed her up the Ferris Wheel I didn't follow her to protect her from getting hurt, that wasn't the main reason either way,I followed her because I was interested in everything she did. I knew immediately that she wasn't like the others, that her brain worked in a million diferrent ways and at that point I didn't even know that she was divergent.
She never thought about the consequences though. She was a do first think later kind of girl and although most of the times I hated that side of her, now I see that that was what made her the bravest person I know-knew. And she never acted out of fear, she always acted of love. But sometimes I just wish she didn't, I wish that she wasn't selfless enough for abnegation, like she though. But of course she was, there was nobody more selfless than her.
When she handed herself to Erudite, to stop Jeanine from killing any more innocent people, I hated her for it. Because she promised me she wouldn't go. Because she promised me she would stay safe. But one thing I learned was that it wasn't possible for her to just stay still and not help if she could. Even she couldn't she would try and do something. Especially in this case, because in her brain, all those deaths were her fault, no matter how many times I tried to say the opposite.
She doesn't always take the right conclusions and I don't blame her. But the worst one she could have ever taken was when she went to my apartment for the first time – well unless you count the time when I saved her from Drew, Al and Peter but I'd rather forget it - I took her there so we could spend some time together before the final scores were released. I could tell she was nervous but nothing would've prepared me for what she was about to say. She thought that I only wanted her for sex. I vividly remember thinking why on earth would she think that. I never tried to do anything more than kissing – except that one day on the train, we just kissed but it seemed different, but she didn't stop nor did she get that nervous- I knew she wasn't ready, and neither was I to be completely honest. I also knew that she wasn't that kind of girl, and when I tried to explain that to her she got the wrong message.
Comunication wasn't really a thing between us, in the begining it didn't happen at all but we eventually learned that if we wanted to be together, we couldn't keep secrets from eachother. I'm still working on it, but I never thought that I would need it because I never thought that I would ever love anymore again and maybe I was wrong.
HEY, here I am with another story.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters nor do I own most of the plot/quotes. That all bellong to the amazing Veronica Roth.
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And until next time, BE BRAVE 4.