Tris' POV
I sat across from Tobias as we ate dinner. He cooked me a fancy dinner of mac n' cheese and told me I was in for a very romantic night.
"Why the sudden need for a romantic night?" I joked.
"Well," he started. He seemed… cautious. "I'll be leaving for the Olympics soon and I want to cherish every moment"
"I'm not complaining!"
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After dinner he took me up to bed. Before we knew it we were stripping each other. I never saw this side of Tobias before. He never even talked about wanting to have sex. I was going to say something, but it felt so good. He guided himself into me and our hips fell into perfect rhythm. We both came and laid together under the sheets, sweating and warm.
He whispered in my ear, "I love you-"
I whispered back, "I love you too"
"But there's something I have to tell you" His face turned dead serious and I knew something was wrong.
"What?"
He breathed in deeply and let it out slowly. "Coach Andrew left a voicemail on my phone today. I have to catch the 11:45 tonight flight to Sochi for extensive training. I'll be gone for 10 months, starting tomorrow."
"Oh Tobias, why didn't you tell me sooner!"
"I just found out today, and I thought you would be mad" he looked away.
"Tobias, I'm not mad at you. I understand. Olympics are your life. It's okay!"
"Okay good. Cuz I have to leave to get to the airport in 2 hours"
"Alright." I said. "Let's go get you packed"
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The cab arrived shortly after. Just before he walked out the door, he turned around and kissed me. His kiss is so enchanting, and he's so handsome, sometimes I wonder why he chose me. He pulled away after some time and walked out the door. I stood in the doorway waving, tears streaking my face. Remember Tris, I thought, Don't let him see you cry. And I wiped the tears away.
Tobias' POV
Right before I got in the cab, I turned around and waved one last time. Tris looked so pretty standing in the door, the wind blowing her hair, without a care in the world. Sometimes I wonder how she could choose a guy like me, with so many problems. I couldn't bear to leave her, but I had to go. I would miss her embraces, her kisses, her love. This was the hardest thing I ever had to do.
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That night on the plane, all I could do was think about her; and when I could see her face again. I missed her so much.
Tris' POV
That night was so lonely. I laid in bed by myself, missing his warmth that was there a short while ago. In my loneliness, I wrote a poem:
I miss you
I miss you when we're not talking
I miss you when we're not together
I miss you when I con't see your face
Every second without you is painful
I love you, and I always will