Author's Note
Please don't think I am twisted. Tris is scarred, from literally watching her mother die. I know right… I have a very depressed mind sometimes but, not emo (No offense) just I get sad, like depression I do not take medicine for though because I'm not mentally ill (Yet). So try to enjoy this next chapter!
Tobias POV
I feel my chest rise slowly, and fall slowly. She and me. I still can't believe it. We hugged. Well she hugged me, which was kind of weird considering all that happened. I didn't mean to run into her, again. I was thinking about her actually, which in a way is ironic.
I run my tongue across the roof of my mouth, thinking. I see Zeke walking towards me.
"Hey Zek-" he cuts me off.
"I didn't know, and I can't believe I didn't see this coming." I might know what he is talking about, but it's never good to assume. "What I ask." Letting all my thoughts collect so I can pay attention to whatever he wants.
"You are dating the new girl," I roll my eyes and huff. "Her name is Tris, and how do you know." I ask.
"Well, it's not like I wasn't hiding behind a corner, and watched you hug her." He shrugs his shoulders.
"Zeke!" I groan. He laughs and I push him. I am a little upset that he was spying on me. I'll get over it, but no one else needs to know.
Tris POV
I really miss my mom, then again I see her a lot though. Christina pulls me out of my thoughts again.
"Now, enough about my problems," she looks up smiling. "Tris, like I didn't see you with the hottie five minutes ago." She licks her lips, and I protest.
"We were just hugging, and I didn't know anyone was spying on us." I spit the last part, and I feel bad again. I just shrugs, "Well now that I know, I want to know everything!" She turns to me with a very large smile.
"Chris," I lean into her "Not that I don't want to tell you, but we are kinda keeping it secret." She sighed.
"But I haven't heard any good anything!" She throws her hands up. I laugh, sometimes I wonder what I would be like if I was like Chris. I forget it because I would rather not think about that.
I just get up and walk off. I'm not sure where I am going but, I am tired of all the interrogation. I walk into the parking lot where most of the seniors park their car. I leap over a fence that was in my way and I am into the woods again. I check my phone and I have three new messages. I don't feel like checking them. I skip over them and look at the time I have 30 minutes. I walk for a good five minutes and I find a solid patch of dirt. I sit down against a tree and kick my legs back. I pull the radio up. I close my eyes and I see my mom's face. I squeeze my eyelids. My breaths become short and rapid. Then I find I can't open my eyes. I pull my eyelids up with my hand that now feels like it's 30 pounds heavier. My back feels like it's glued to the tree.
"Uh" I try to say something, anything. But I can't.
I try to hoist myself up with my legs. I manage to make it up, but fall back down. It feels cold and black consumes my vision. Once again I see my mom's face, and her slowly dying body.
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I feel myself gain some consciousness. I try to lift my head to see where I am, but my vision is still impaired and I can't lift my back up. My chest feels like someone is sitting on it. I reach over into grass and I am aware that I'm still in the woods. I let out a groan. I grab the nearest bush and pull myself into and blink until my vision is no longer blurry. I limp over to where I must have dropped my things. I grab my phone, and check the time.
It's 4:45, great school is over. What happened to me? The worry sets in and my mind is running on a thousand thoughts at a time.
I get out of my squatting position and stand like I am on a boat. I lean to the left then, straighten myself out. I lean over again. I begin to walk but, I have no clue in what direction because I don't remember which way I came from. I can't just pick one direction to walk in, what if just leads me deeper into the woods.
I try to think of the last thing I remember. What I am wearing. Oh yeah… I seen Tobias shirtless then, I put in these clothes and that's all I remember.
Author's Note
Ok so, I haven't been updating on a normal schedule and for now on I won't be. But she doesn't remember the hug, or that Chris knows, or even how to get back to the school. And if you wondered what she got it was a panic attack. (I don't know, I was listening to heart attack by Demi Lovato when I wrote that part) Thanks for reading! ~Kayla