Sorry it took me so long to update. I had major writers block, and school, and I am writing like four other stories at the same time. I am also really lazy. I didn't want to update with just an author's note, because I sure hate it when other writers do that, and I don't want to make you people suffer. By the way, this is set a week after the last chapter ended.
CHAPTER 7
"I love you, Tris."
"I love you more."
"Not possible." Tobias and I are lying in bed, not awake enough to get ready for the day. My face is just inches from his, we stare in to each other's eyes. He smiles at me, his fingers running through my hair. He suddenly pulls me close, kissing me forcefully. My arms snake around his waist, which is still covered in scars and scratches. I wrap my leg around his waist, pushing even closer to him. We stay like this for a while, until we are interrupted by a knock on the door. I let Tobias get it, even though he has no shirt on. He doesn't really like for people other than me to see his wounded body, especially his stitched up shoulder. I lie on the bed for a while, trying to figure out who is at the door without getting up.
"Tris, your brother is here to see you," Tobias yells across the apartment, obviously annoyed. That makes me sit up quickly. Caleb? Why is he here? I slowly get out of bed and smooth out my clothes, walking to the door. Caleb stands there, staring at Tobias's missing arm. Tobias looks furious, his muscles tense and ready to defend me from the man who betrayed me.
"What are you doing here?" I hiss, looking him up and down. He is wearing the typical blue Erudite clothes, glasses perched on his nose. Even though the factions are barely existant now, he still sticks to their customs. His hair is neatly combed, his expression unreadable.
"I came to bring peace between us." He is acting so fake. I roll my eyes, but back out of the way, ushering him in. Tobias grabs a shirt off the ground and slips it on while Caleb and I sit in the living area. Tobias come and sits next to me as he moves a few things from the floor. We have been neglecting our apartment, never having the time to clean it anymore. Caleb is still staring at Tobias, but I can't tell what he is thinking.
"Sorry to come so early in the morning, but I have other things to do later," Caleb states. He finally looks at me, taking in my new appearance. He briefly has a disapproving look, but it is soon replaced by the unreadable expression he had before.
"Oh, no problem. It's not like you interrupted anything." I say, hoping he won't notice the sarcasm.
"Tris, I just want to stop the feud between us. What happened wasn't my doing. Jeanine tricked me, I didn't know I was a part her plan until I was in too deep. She threatened to kill me if I didn't cooperate." He waits for me to say something, glancing between me and Tobias. I don't know what to say, though. How can I know that he is telling the truth or not? Why would he think that I would trust him?
"Do you expect me to forgive you?" I ask, trying to stay calm.
"No, I just want you to know that I didn't want to kill you."
"But you could have stopped Jeanine. You didn't have to let her control you. You're just lucky that Peter decided to save me." I retort. Peter didn't actually decide to save us, though. He just thought he to had to because I had saved him earlier.
"But she would have killed me." He is getting angrier by the minute, which is very uncharacteristic of him. I stand up and walk over in front of him.
"Are you that selfish? If our roles were switched, I wouldn't have hesitated to sacrifice myself to save you. I thought that you were raised in Abnegation." I turn away from him, striding to the door and opening it. "Now, get out of my house before you make things worse for yourself."
He jumps up and runs out into the hallway, not saying anything else. I slam the door and storm back to our bedroom, flopping down on the bed. I hear Tobias following me, sitting down beside me.
"Why did all of this have to me?" I ask, my voice muffled by the sheets.
"You are the one who ran off to Erudite when you could have been trying to rationally solve the problem," he hisses, obviously angry. I sit up and look at him, his body tense and his expression unreadable.
"Please don't make me talk about this, there's already so much going on," I plead. But he just stands up and stares down at me.
"No, we can't just keep ignoring this."
"Tobias, it doesn't matter anymore. It was just a bad decision in the past."
"But you lied to me. You told me that you wouldn't go. You told me that you would stop sacrificing yourself. You also told me that you loved me, but how can I know if that is even true?" His voice shakes, tears shining in his eyes. I get up and stand in front of him.
"I do love you, more than anything." I put my hand on his shoulder, but he moves away from me, letting my hand fall. "Tobias, I have changed. I promise to always tell the truth. I promise."
He doesn't meet my eyes. "I don't believe you. You have promised me so many times, but you you always break them," he answers sternly, striding to the door.
I run to him and grab his arm, stopping him from leaving me. He yanks it away from me and keeps walking. I scream and throw myself in front of him. I am sobbing now. Why won't he just understand?
He shoves me out of the way, throwing me to the ground. I sit there, shivering in fear as a enraged Tobias looms over me, his blue eyes burning with fury. I have never seen him like this, he would never hurt me.
"I have been thinking about everything that you have done, and now I am realizing that you have changed, and I don't like it," he whispers, but every word is as sharp as a knife. I sob out as he storms out of the door, slamming it behind him.
What just happened? First we were kissing, and then Caleb came, and then for some reason we started fighting. I lay on the floor in a pool of my tears, my sniffles breaking the silence engulfing me. He left because he doesn't trust me anymore. No, he never trusted me. He hasn't this whole time. Will he ever come back? Will he ever forgive me?
Where would he even go? I sit up as I realize the answer to that question. I get up and run as fast as I can to the Pit, hoping that I can get there in time. He tends to make rash decisions when he is angry.
I can hear the Chasm before I see it. The mist from the waves brushes my skin, dampening my clothes. I stop in my tracks when I see the thing I feared.
Tobias standing on the wrong side of the railing, staring down at the jagged rocks below him.
I know you are going to hate me for this chapter, but it is necessary for the story. Don't forget to review, even if it is about how horrible I am.
