The Ring, the Letter, the Promise

by countryblueeyes

Modern Day AU, one-shot, loosely based off a poem I wrote. "I should have known from the second that he'd joined the Marines, that he would break his promise. How could I have been so stupid to think that he'd be able to come home?" Tris gets a letter and she goes to the Pier to relive her love story with Tobias. Bad at summaries, please read. Divergent belongs to Veronica Roth.

2. The Original Poem

Hey everyone. I'm really sorry if you thought that this was an update of the story, but I'm keeping this a one-shot. However, A Good Book Never Ends suggested that I post the original poem. So, in case anyone else is interested, this is the poem I wrote when I was in High School. It is free style and has absolutely no rhyme scheme, so I don't even know why I call it a poem... it's more like a story in poem format... I'm doing some minor editing, though, because it was terrible. Still kinda is, after writing the previous chapter, but I digress. Here's the original: "The Ring and a Promise".

I sat, almost motionlessly,
My legs dangling over the tree limb.
A crumpled sheet of paper laid
On the forest floor.
My hands sat in my lap,
My fingers absentmindedly
Playing with the ring.
I looked straight into the wind
And allowed the cold to kiss my tears away.

I slid the ring back on.
I should have known,
the second he joined the Army,
That he would break his promise.
I looked to the trunk of the tree,
Where he had so carefully
Etched our names.

It was our tree,
Where we first met,
Where he kissed me for the first time,
Where he told me that he loved me.
It was at our tree
Where he had given me the ring around my finger,
Where he had promised to marry me as soon as I was old enough,
Where he told me he'd enlisted.

It was there,
In our tree,
Where I read that he is missing.

Fresh tears stung my eyes,
Threatening to spill over.
I shut them tightly,
Accidentally permitting a lone tear
To escape.

I heard the rustling
Of dead autumn leaves,
But ignored them.
Most people don't venture
In this part of the woods,
And the few who do,
Wouldn't notice me.
I kept my face
Buried in my hands
As the rustling ceased
Under me and our tree.

I heard a throaty chuckle,
One that sounded quite familiar.
"Of course they would send that out
The day before I came back to Base."

I uncovered my eyes, looking down,
And I saw his big green eyes.
My heart swelled and
I slid off my branch.
He caught me in his arms easily
As I cry with glee.

He held me tightly
And quietly murmured in my ear,
"I promised you
I'd come home,
Didn't I?"

The end.

Like I said, it's kinda sucky in comparison to the first chapter, and please don't hate. It's one of my first writings. And before you pull the "That's unrealistic" card, remember, I was young(er) and this is fiction. Thank you for reading :)

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