I've been on vacation so that's why I haven't been updating a lot :/ ~savingpoppunk
-1 week later-
I finished putting my hair in a tight bun and stared at myself in the mirror. I was doing this again. The last time was 7 years ago.
"Are you okay?" Tobias asked from behind me.
I sighed and turned around to face him. He was wearing a black suit. I shook my head and walked over to him, putting my arms around him.
"I'm always here." Tobias said into my hair.
I let go of him and walked past him back into our room. I looked at myself in the full body mirror. I was wearing a simple black dress that came down just above my knees and black heels.
I made eye contact with Tobias through the mirror. He walked over to me and put his arms around my waist and layed his head on my shoulder.
"You look beautiful." He said looking at me in the mirror.
"I don't want to." I replied. Those were the first words I've said since I lost my father.
Tobias lifted his head and kissed my cheek. "We have to go." He said before pulling away and walking out of the room.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I took one last glance at myself and walked out of the room.
I held Tobias's hand as we walked to my dad's grave. As we got closer I stopped. "I can't do this." I whispered.
"Yes you can." Tobias said looking at me.
I shook my head. "I can't I can't."
"Why?" He asked.
"First my mom" I paused "now my dad."
He sighed and put and arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him as he led me to the spot.
"Now a few words from Andrew Prior's son. Caleb." The priest said.
Caleb stood and walked to where the priest was standing. He didn't look okay, his face was tear stained and he just looked broken.
"My dad was a good man. He was a good man up until we lost my mother. He began to become a man that wasn't him. He was showing a side no kid wanted to see. My mom wouldn't have been proud of him because he wasn't raising his kids the way he should've been. I looked over my sister when he turned into that man, but I had changed also. I grew up for Tris. I wanted her to have someone who cared. Who loved her. I know I can't be anymore but Tobias, take care of Tris the way I did. Both of my parents would want that for her. But back to my dad. He changed the summer before Junior year. I think he regretted those years. But dad, those years were for you and Tris." He was crying by the end as he walked back to his seat I stood and as he walked by I hugged him tight.
"A few words from Andrew Prior's daughter. Beatrice." The priest said.
"As my brother said before, my dad changed, he wasn't who he was when we were younger. But now I'm 19 and remembering those years with him. I was 10 when we lost my mom. 9 years ago almost 10. The police never found out how my father died, but something tells me it was suicide because he missed my mother. I was never the girl my mom wanted me to be. I was depressed, suicidal. Now I realize my dad was probably that way but no one ever noticed. Being someone like that, it's easy to cover up all of that. I guess that's why he drank, I guess that's why he never really knew Caleb and I were there, or he did but he was too in love with my mom to forget her. But the past is in the past, this is the future. We have to live now is what people always say. But how can I? My mom will never be there when I go to get a wedding dress, my dad will never walk me down the aisle on my wedding day." I looked over at Tobias. "And that kills me." I said before walking back to my seat.
I put my head in my hands and cried. I let the past 19 years out. I felt Tobias rubbing my circles in my back.
"Let us pray." The priest said. I didn't know what he said before or after that. After he was finished I heard everyone get up to leave.
"Tris, everyone's leaving." He said.
I looked up at him. "I love you Tobias." I told him.
"I love you too." He said.
"No more than that."
