So I just finished the divergent trilogy and it killed me so i decided to write a one-shot it. This took me a while to decide to post this on here. Anyway here it is.
Disclaimer: I don't own this Veronica Roth does and if I did I would have made a happier ending then the books.
She was everything to me. One day she was here then the next she was gone. So swiftly she was taken from me. So fast that I couldn't save her. Some days I can't even remember what she smells like or the taste of her on my lips or her against me when she sleeps. Every day that I'm alive reminds that it should be her. People tell me that I should move on but I tell them how can one move on with life when the one you love is not there anymore to share it with. Tris, helped me overcome fears that I could not have done by myself. She changed me, loved me, showed me that I would not end up like Marcus or Evelyn. Most of all, she showed me what being loved and how to love was like and I don't think I could forget that. How does one recover from something like that? I don't think I could find someone else to share my life with when the one I wanted to share my life with is gone. Sometimes I wonder if I could really heal from what I've gone through but then I realize I can't because Tris would be the only one who could. Somedays I feel like I've lost myself and on those days I just stay in bed looking at the ceiling wondering what we would be doing at this day from waking up in the morning to coming back home and just enjoying ourselves and thanking God that we're together. I would have proposed to her at the Ferris wheel, the wedding would have been beautiful and when she would walk down the aisle and I would look at her and realize how lucky I was to have her be mine, how excited we would have been when she first tells me that's she pregnant, seeing my child for the first time and holding him or her, her telling me that she's pregnant again, watching them grow up or growing old together and dying peacefully in our sleep. By then, I have tears in my eyes just thinking of the future we could have had together. We could have been so happy but every day, I feel like I'm dying inside and can't help but blame her brother for all this. Caleb was the reason why she was not here with me, but I know why she did it. I'm proud that I had a chance to meet, to love, to laugh, to be brave with her and I don't regret it at all. I haven't seen Caleb in three years and nor do I want to. I wonder if I'm going crazy because in my sleep I see her there with her hair down and with her clothes from Dauntless and I can see the ravens peak out of her shirt, and her beautiful smile and then she runs into my arms and kisses me and then she gasps and I see David behind her with a gun. I look down and I see her shirt covered in blood and she falls to the ground with me and I just hold her and she lifts her hand to caress my face but it falls and I know that she's not with me and then I wake with tears in my eyes. Every night I dream about this and it never changes and I remember when I told her that I would fend off her dreams with my bare hands if I have to, but who will fend mine off now that she's gone? That's when I realize that she's never coming back to me and that I'm truly alone with memories of our tragic story.