I DO NOT OWN ANY DIVERGENT QUALITIES THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN. THE ORIGINL OWNER IS VERONICA ROTH.
"Come on! You can go faster than that Beatrice!" My brother, Caleb, calls from his bicycle. Panting, I pedal faster and win our race. I turn around and shout "Ha!" and that was a mistake.
Next thing I know, I'm flying through the air. I fall on my knees and use my hands to block my face from the cement. I sit down with my short legs in stretched out in front of me. I look at my hands and the blood oozing out of them. It overwhelms me, and I start to cry.
Caleb jumps off of his bike and runs over to me. "Stay here," he says. "I'll go and get mom." He runs across the street to my house. The door of the Eaton household opens and a boy, maybe two years older than I, races over to where I am crying. There is a first aid kit in his hands.
"Hey, shh, it's okay. You're fine," He says, his deep blue eyes burn holes into my blue grey eyes. "Let me see," he says. He takes my hands in his nd pulls a wipe out of the kit. He washes the blood off of my hands and puts bandages on my cuts. He looks back frightfully at his house.
"Thank you. My name is Beatrice," I say gratefully. "You're welcome. My name is Tobias. I have to go now, I'm sorry," he says. I throw my arms around him in a hug, and at first, he stiffens as if he had never been hugged before. We're not supposed to but he was so generous to me. He hugs me back. I release and he kisses my forehead. He runs back to his house. Tobias, I think. I wish I could have kissed your forehead, too.
Later that night, while I am trying to sleep, I hear screams from the Eaton house. Before I know it, I'm out of my bed and at my window. I see Tobias, cowering in a corner. A belt lashes down and whips him in the neck. He screams and drops to the floor. The tears fall off of my face just as they fall off of his. I go back to my bed and cry myself to sleep. My hero just got punished for being selfless.
A few days later, news spread that Tobias' mother had passed away. I felt so apologetic and sorry for him. We went to her funeral at the Abnegation town house. I said my prayers and that I hoped for the best for the late Evelyn Eaton.
My brother and my parents went to go talk to Marcus, but I went to go and find Tobias. I find him near a window, clutching a curtain. I walk up to him and slowly, he notices me. His eyes are full of tears.
I walk up closer to him and notice that I'm not even up to his shoulder. But I don't care. I throw my arms around his shoulders and he throws his arms around my back. He squeezes me as if I might vanish, too.
He cries into my shoulder and lifts me off of the ground. I press my lips to his cheek and he presses his lips to mine. We stay like this until I hear my mother's voice. We walk home with the Eatons that night and I hold hands with Tobias the entire way home.