Tris' POV

I sit on the plane next to Tobias. It's only a short flight, I don't mind flying for just over two hours to Washington, but I can tell Tobias is nervous. Being so high only makes him panic I try to calm him down but it doesn't work.

We land and are greeted my numerous members of the Abnegation Party. It's quite funny how my parents Governmental party has the same name as one of our school houses. There must be a story somewhere. When Marcus greets me I try my best to seem pleased to see him, but how can I when he deserves to be dead after what he did to Tobias. My parents did no evil yet their presence no longer graces the planet. Marcus goes to hug Tobias, he knows he has to commit to the hug as the press are watching. I can tell he doesn't like being so close to him. After the awkward hug I stand next to Tobias and take his hand. I turn my thumb over the back if his hand to try and calm him. He smiles grimly but I can tell he's more relaxed.

We head back to the hotel to get some sleep for the funeral tomorrow. When I get into bed I run through the events of the last week, I am relieved they allowed me to have time off school. My body is tired and so are my emotions, I feel like I have been worn down to the last inch of what I was before. I stand to go to the bathroom on my way I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Huge bags are under my eyes and my face seems drawn of life. My blonde hair once strong and thick, looks brittle, dead.

Once I'm finally settled in bed I hear a knock at my door. I groan loudly hoping they can hear how annoyed I am. When I get to the door I am met with an unfortunate surprise.

Marcus.

"What do you want?"

"That's not a very nice way to speak Miss Prior. I was wondering if you have your speech ready for the funeral tomorrow?"

I nod, I haven't even written a word. Every time I sat down to write I would end up staring at a blank screen or a blank piece of paper.

"Excellent. Well at least that is sorted. Goodnight"

"Night" I mumble and start to close the door.

"Oh one second, I was wondering what your relationship status is with my son?" And with that I slam the door in his face.

Who does he think he is? I want to cry so I do. I lay down on my bed, curl into a ball and fall asleep.

***
I wash and put on the dress Chris and I bought on Saturday. It's a black waterfall skirt dress. I wear my silver necklace which was my mothers and was only worn on special occasions. I pick up my new phone and dark sunglasses and walk towards the door to leave but I can't do it. I don't want to say goodbye, I don't want closure, I don't want my parents to be gone.

I sit down next to my door knowing that know one could enter without my key and cry...

Again.

Tobias' POV

I can't sleep, I want to go down the hall and speak to Tris but she needs space. I think, I hope. I don't go to sleep so I text Zeke. Everyone knows Tris and I are together but he still teases me.

I don't sleep much that night I'm scared of what tomorrow will bring. I hope the press don't focus on Tris but that's unlikely her dad was Marcus' deputy.

It's 8:30 so I make my way to Tris' room.
I knock on the door.

"Tris?" No response and I don't hear movement either. Where is she?

"Tris?" I knock harder, I try looking under the door and I see a faint shadow.

"Tris? I know you're in there. Please let me in"
A card comes out from under the door. It's the key card. I let myself in a close the door. I can't see Tris anywhere.

"I'm down here"

I turn around and Tris is on the floor. She looks beautiful even though I know she's crying behind the sunglasses. Her hair is in a messy bun but it suits her.

"I can't go" she whispers.

" You can Tris, you're stronger that all of this" I slide down next to her and pull her into my chest. Gently rocking her.

"Tris, you have to prove you're a better person than Caleb."

"No, Caleb has no reason to be here, he's no family if mine." She sighs I can tell that she's trying not to let the whole Caleb thing affect her.
"What I don't get is why no terrorist group has claimed the killing or why no one can find a reason. I think they're hiding something."

"Tris don't worry it will sort itself out just don't worry"

She nods but I can tell she's not convinced.

AN do you think she should go to the funeral? Comment if you think she should or not. You decide x