So I know I said to PM me if you wanted to read the first epilogue I wrote, but I felt bad for not updating my other stories in so long. I also know that guest users weren't able to read it because there was no way for me to send it to them. So here I am posting the first epilogue I wrote to this story. It is a lot different from the one I actually posted so I hope you like it. I'm going to take this down in like a week so enjoy it while it lasts. I just thought I would give my readers a little treat. I'm currently working on and update for Becoming Dauntless so that will come out tonight if not tomorrow morning. I can honestly say this is probably my favorite thing I have ever wrote so I hope you like it too.

ALTERNATE EPILOGUE

"Chris. Chris! Wake up." Will says while shaking me slightly. I groan and roll over. "Chris, its a special day today! You need to get ready."

"I know what day it is. I would never forget an anniversary." I say while climbing out of bed. I finish my statement with a huge yawn. Will laughs and kisses me softly. I kiss him back before walking over to the bathroom. I take in my appearance as I brush my teeth.

Over the past two years I have let my hair grow out a couple inches past my shoulders. Its still black and my skin is still tan. I look older, more mature. You can definitely tell the past two years have changed me. You can also tell I am quite tired from the black under my eyes. My freshman year of college has taken its toll on me.

Will and I both go to Loyola University in Chicago. We rented a small apartment and have lived with each other since two weeks after our graduation. I am majoring in interior design and minoring in sociology. Will is majoring in computer sciences. So far I have been loving college. It is every thing I expected and I have made a ton of friends. I am on the competitive figure skating team at school which is a lot of fun. Will is still playing football but didn't have enough time for hockey. I finish brushing my teeth and spit it out.

I walk over to my closet and pick out a pair of black patterned stockings, a strapless black tube dress, and a pair of black pumps. I put it all on before brushing my hair and putting on my makeup. Once I am done, I walk into our kitchen to see Will standing there with two Starbucks in hand. He hands me mine and I kiss him in thanks.

"You look good." He says while eyeing my outfit.

"Thanks. You don't look to bad yourself." I say, looking at his black button up tucked into black trousers. He has shiny black shoes to top it off. He smiles and pulls me into a hug.

"I can't believe its been two years." he whispers into my ear.

"Yeah. Time flies." I say while going through the past two years in my head.

"Come on. Lets get into the car. We have places to be." Will says enthusiastically with that smile I have learned to love. I smile too and follow him out to his car. I get in and let him drive off. He pulls into a flower shop and we both get out.

"Pick whatever you want. I want this day to be special." Will says as we walk in. I grab his hand and we walk around the store until I find the perfect bouquet of white lilies and grab two. Will buys both of them for me and we go back into the car. We drive away again to the planned destination. Will pulls into the parking lot and gets out with me. I grab one bouquet and he grabs the other.

We hold each others free hands while we walk through the small black gates. The sun beats down on us as we walk along the pavement path at a slow pace. I take in the birds chirping in a nearby tree as well as the green grass surrounding us. Everything looks so surreal and happy. It makes me happy as we walk around in a comfortable smile.

I stop and make the extremely familiar pass from the walkway, through the grass. This is the same route I have taken million of times before. It is etched into my brain that I could probably do it in my sleep. We reach the destination and sit down on the soft grass. I place the bouquets in front of me and cuddle into Will's side while looking straight in front of me.

There sits the two gravestones that belong to my two best friends. A tear roles down my face as I reach out and touch the stone. Two years ago today was the last time I saw her face, the last time I heard her laugh. Will wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me closer. I look up to him and see tears in his eyes as well. I know he was just as close to them as I was.

The night of the bonfire, when Tris and Four were leaving, a drunk driver hit them in a head on collision and they both died on site. We heard the crash form the beach and immediately ran over. We were the ones to find the accident and see all the damage. I have to say, it is quite traumatizing to be the one who finds your best friend dead. I close my eyes and think back to that night.

Flashback

I yawn largely considering how late it is getting. Tris and Four just left because they said they were tired. I am pretty sure they were going to have sex but no one questioned them.

"I think were going to head back. Chris over here looks like she is about to fall asleep in my lap." Will says while standing up and pulling me up with him. I smile gratefully at him and say bye to everyone. We make our way off the beach hand in hand. I smile thinking about how great tonight was and how much I love all my friends.

I am brought out of my thoughts by the sound of screeching and a huge crash coming from slightly down the street. I look to Will and we both jog towards the sound of the crash. Once we get close enough to see the accident, I notice a black sports car and a green pick up truck. Wait, black sports car? Tris' car. Once this registers in my mind, I break into a full out sprint with tears streaming down my face.

Once I reach the car, I look at the license plate and confirm that this is Tris' car. Tears won't stop falling now as I walk around to the front of the car. The entire front is crushed and there is smoke coming out from what is left of the engine. I gasp and run to the driver's seat. I pull open the door and take in Four's lifeless form. There is glass shattered everywhere, the dashboard was pushed up and is now crushing his legs, and he is coated in blood. I let out a sob as Will calls the police. I look over to Tris and see she is in the same state as Four. Arms wrap around my frame and I turn to see Marlene hugging me with the rest of the gang behind her.

We both sob into each other and fall to the ground. I look back at Four and Tris from the ground and can't seem to take my eyes away. The image slowly imprints itself into my brain. I look in between them and see their hands linked strongly, never leaving the other. This makes me sob harder. More arms wrap around me until we are all in a group hug, crying with each other.

Eventually, the ambulance shows up and pulls them out of the car. They are examined by the paramedics and declared dead at 10:46 pm. They left the scene in black bags, soon to be taken to the morgue. The last thing I remember from that night is watching my best friend and her boyfriend's bodies being wheeled into an ambulance and driven away.

Flashback Over

It took me months to even gain a shred of my old self back. For an entire two weeks after that day, I refused to even get out of bed. The gang was never the same after that. Every time we hang out, it feels like we are missing a huge part of us. While we may have not been the same as before, we are now closer than ever. We spent an entire 6 months hanging out with solely each other. Sometimes we would just cry with each other, sometimes we would remember some of the times we had with the both of them, and sometimes we would just do anything to get our minds off of the accident.

After about a year, we started to get back to our fun loving selves. Only a little though. The thought of the two of them still loomed in the air. It has now been two years since that day and I still haven't been able to get over what happened. I don't know how someone is supposed to move on from loosing their best friend at the age of 16. She never got to graduate from high school. She never went to prom. She didn't get to get married or have kids. She never experienced the joy of getting into the college she chose. She missed out on everything.

I don't think I will ever truly get over it. There will always be a chunk of my heart that she took with her to heaven. That is a part that I will never get back. No matter how many friends I make or how much I love Will, that gaping hole will always be ever so present. I don't want it to ever go away though. If it goes away, I feel like I am forgetting her. I can never forget the girl who changed my life. I didn't realize how much she changed me until she was gone. That is something I will be forever grateful to her for. I can't forget her because if I forget her, I'm giving up on her and if I'm giving up on her, she is truly gone.

I open my eyes and study the graves that I know so well. I came here every day for the first year. I just talked to them or sat here staring at their names on the stones. I then slowly started coming less and less until now, when I come about once a month or when I need to talk about something. I smile at what is written.

Tobias Eaton

1996-2014

Loving son and friend

Her Superman

Tris Prior

1997-2014

Loving daughter and friend

His Louis Lane

I know Tris would have liked that I told her parents to write that last line. They called each other that so often, it would be weird to hear them say their actual names. On the right side of Tris' grave has half of a ferris wheel imprinted on it. The other half is imprinted on the left side of Four's grave. Tris told me about their date and I know how much the ferris wheel meant to them. I designed practically the entire graves.

I wanted something to make sure a stranger looking at these graves would be able to sense the love. Because these two crazy teenagers were definitely in love. You could see it in the way they looked at each other, the way they couldn't stand being more then ten feet apart. They were meant to be. They spent the last month and a half of their lives together. They even died holding hands. I can only wish to have has much love in my life time as they had in that month and a half. I know I love Will but what they had was different. It was infinite.

"Chris. We have to go." Will says while standing up. I stand up with him and wipe away the stray tears on my face. I nod and follow him to the car. We get in and drive off. Will pulls up next to Zeke's car. I smile when I see Zeke, Shauna, Uriah, Marlene, Lynn, and Holland all standing by the trunk with different things in their hands. I go up to them and hug everyone. When we are done with our 'hellos', we walk down onto the beach, the same spot we always go to. The spot where we last saw Four and Tris alive.

I grab some blankets from Marlene and help her spread them out while the boys set up the bonfire. Once everyone is done, we sit on the blankets.

"I can't believe its been two year." Uriah says while shaking his head. "I remember like it was yesterday the day I met Tris. I hit on her and she laughed in my face. We then found out we were in the same homeroom and only knew each other. She was sort of forced to talk to me." Uriah says with a small laugh.

"Do you guys remember that party that she got really drunk and attempted to swing on the chandelier. My mom was so pissed that she broke it." Zeke adds in. This makes everyone laugh, remembering this. It was so funny. After it broke, she just stood up, brushed herself off, and said 'Oops?'.

"Then there was that time at hockey practice when Four took a slap shot and hit the coach in the head. I'm pretty sure he was out for like six hours." Will says with a small smile.

"I still laugh at the time when Four, Shauna, and I were all freshman and Lauren tried jumping in Four's arms. He didn't catch her and she fell right o her ass. He just shook his head and walked away. It was great." Zeke says. We all nod and smile knowing this is exactly what Four would have done.

"They loved each other. Like really loved each other. Those couple days they broke up was the saddest I had ever seen Tris. She wasn't even that sad the first time Peter hit her." I say while training my eyes on the fire.

"That was the first time I saw Four cry. Not just a few tears but full on, red puffy eyes, with sobs leaving his mouth. It was one of the saddest things I have ever seen." Shauna says.

"It's time." Uriah says while standing up. I look at my watch and see its 10:40 pm. I stand up and grab the lanterns we made. I hand one out to everyone before taking one for myself. I grab an envelope from my purse and tie it to the lantern. In the envelope are two letters. One to Tris and one to Four. I make sure the envelope is secure and look around to see everyone else has tied their envelopes to their lanterns. We all wrote letters to them over the past week. We decided this is the best way to honor their memory.

Zeke walks around and lights each of our lanterns. Once everyones lanterns are lit, I look at my watch. 10:45. I look at the watch until it turns 10:46.

"Now!" I yell while releasing my lantern. Everyone around me does the same. I put my arm around Will and Marlene who are standing next to me. I see the others put their arms around the person next to them. I lean my head on Will's shoulder as I watch the lanterns float to the sky. Two years ago, at this exact moment, I lost my best friends. I lost two of the people I cared most about in this world. And I can never get them back. I can feel the tears start to build up in my eyes but make no attempt to stop them.

We stand there in silence as the little lights in the sky get smaller and smaller, hopefully floating to wherever the hell Tris and Four are now. We finally break apart when we can no longer see any trace of the lanterns. Tears are now falling freely down my face. I hug Marlene and bury my face in her hair. I hope they get my letters. I hope they read every word of them. I hope, wherever they are, that they are happy and together. Because I know if someone tries to make them spend eternity apart, someone is getting kicked where the sun don't shine.

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-Hockeycrazy7