Heyyyy! So thank you so much for all the reviews yall! I don't know if you have read my version of Free Four but yes, for those of you who have read it, I am considering doing a Free Four: Insurgent. I don't know when this will happen but I am thinking about doing this! Thanks for all your support on that story as well as this one!
Tobias' POV
I wake up and Tris is cradled in my arms. I feel weak for what happened, but silently thankful that she came and stayed with me.
She feels me waking up, but she can't pull herself from her sleep. She rolls over, and her head skims in under my chin, her breath tickling my chest. My body goes numb from all the physical contact- maybe she was Abnegation, but she's more used to physical contact than someone who's been only Abnegation for eighteen years.
I need to get up, though the warmth of the bed and of Tris begs me to stay. Unwillingly, I slide my arm out from under her, and she takes a long, deep breath like she's about to wake up, but then falls back asleep. I silently get out of the bed and my socked feet press into the plain wood floors.
I walk across the hall and into the bathroom. I pull up the arm of my shirtsleeve and notice that even though I haven't been working very long at all, my arms are slightly bigger and defined. I smile a little, then pull my glance away from the mirror. I'm not even supposed to have one out in the open, but it was kind of a privilege from Abnegation for everything that's already happened. I wash up and change and go downstairs to make breakfast for us. As I walk down the steps, I hear Tris stirring and my breath hitches just a bit and I smile.
While I'm cooking, I hear small, quiet steps on the stairs, and Tris appears in the kitchen.
"Good morning," I say. Instead of the melty feeling I was expecting in my legs, I feel strength running through my body when I look at her. I stand firm, strong, steady.
"Morning," she says a little sleepily. I hand her a plate and we eat in silence.
The noiselessness of the morning is disturbed by a knock at the door. I wasn't expecting anyone, it to the Abnegation, it's very selfish just to show up at someone's door without informing them you're coming first.
I stand up from the table and walk to the plain wooden door. I open the door and my breaths refuse to keep coming in.
Marcus.
"Good morning, son," he says, smiling as if forgetting all he's done.
I know, that was short, and I haven't updated in like forever! I will try to make longer chapters and update quicker! Thanks so much for reviewing and waiting for the next chapters!