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Tris
I run as fast as my legs will let me. I feel a burn in my calves but it feels good. For a second I can forget why I'm running and then it hits me like an exploding bomb. The crows. Flocks and flocks of screeching birds.
The first beak reaches my shoulder and I scream. A second beak digs into the flesh at the back of my neck, then a third and a fourth and so on. I collapse onto the soft grass and curl into a protective ball. I sob into the grass as the awful birds eat me alive.
I scream into my hands for what feels like an eternity. I think I woke up but everything is black. I can't see anything but I can hear someone's low and shallow breathing and I feel someone's sweaty grip in my hand. 'Come on Tris just open your eyes' I tell myself. Then it hits me like a train wreck. I was shot. Twice. This place that I'm in is probably the small hospital at the airforce base. And the grip in my hand is Tobias. Oh god. I can't imagine how he reacted when he found out. Knowing him he probably felt guilty for not protecting me.
'It was my decision Tobias,' I think, 'It's not your fault'. Again I urge myself to open my eyelids so I can reassure Tobias and explain everything. A sliver of light shines across my eyelids and then disappears as quickly as it came. 'Come on, come on' I push so hard to make my eyelids open, so I can see, so I can see him. The sliver of light returns only bigger this time and out of the corner I can see a figure shift.
Tobias
I clutch Tris's hand in my own. She can't die. It's as simple as that. I can't live without her. 'Please wake up, please wake up' I chant mentally. Even though I think it's simple, it really isn't. I curse myself for thinking that. If Tris wakes up she's probably gonna struggle like never before. She's been shot before, but never twice at a time. If she's gonna be able to live normally again she's gonna have to go through a long, and hard, recovery. And that's if she even wants to live. The past year she had been pretty careless with her life and maybe that's why she did this, she didn't value her life the way I value it.
'Stupid, stupid, stupid.' Tris is a fighter, she's not gonna give up that easily. 'Maybe she will. It's never going to be simple again' I struggle to stay positive, because if she wakes up- No - When she wakes up she's gonna need all the support she can get. 'But she wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for her stupid brother' I fight with my brain. 'Stop it,' I say, 'Tris isn't going to want you to be mad, she needs you to be strong'
As I continue to fight with my brain I notice something. So fast I almost missed it. Was I imagining things or did Tris just open her eyes?
I squeeze her hand as motivation to open them again. A moment later I know I wasn't imagining things because she slides her eyelids open crack. "Come on Tris," I whisper, "You can do it."
The next time she fully opens them and finally I can see her bright blue eyes again. She blinks a couple times as she takes in her surroundings. She attempts to sit up but her arms are weak and she can barely put any pressure on them. Her gaze falls on me and looking into her eyes, I can tell what she wants.
I climb into the bed behind her and situate myself so she can rest her back against my chest. We sit there in silence, her head on my chest and my hands around her waist.
Tris
I listen to the steady sound of Tobias's heartbeat. I feel myself getting drowsy but I'm not quite ready to sleep again yet.
It takes a while but I am finally able to summon enough strength to move my hands to rest on top of his. I feel sweat gather on my brow. I feel Tobias shift and his mouth is right next to my ear. "You should get more rest," He whispers, "I love you." I wanna argue that I don't need more sleep but thinking about it, it does sound really good. "I love you too." I attempt to say but my words slur together and it comes out like 'Iluvyato'
He laughs and sinks lower into the bed. Before I fall asleep I hear his breathing come out in long and steady breaths. He's asleep. I try to smile but my mouth doesn't want to move. If he fell asleep that easily, I can't even imagine how long it's been since he slept well. Within a few minutes my breaths joined his.
I awake from another nightmare and I scream into Tobias's chest. "Shhhhh," He whispers, "It's okay. You're safe." I cry quietly into him and he just holds me. I stopped crying after a couple minutes. He kisses my forehead and I snuggle into him. "You hungry?" He asks. My stomach growls and I nod my head. He smiles and picks up some sort of device. He presses the screen once and it lights up. It turns out it's some sort of room service menu.
He reads off a couple bizarre options like fish eyes and cow tongues which make me laugh, except it comes out as a croak and I go into a coughing fit. He strokes my hair and asks "I didn't think that would upset you that much." I can hear the smile in his voice. I try to laugh again but it only intensifies the coughing. He shifts a bit and hands me a glass of water.
I sip it slowly and the coughing fades away. We end up ordering a fruit bowl which, true to its name, is a dish packed full of different kinds of fruit. I pluck away at some grapes as he catches me up on what's happened.
It turns out I was asleep for about two and a half weeks and they weren't sure if I was going to make it out alive. When he tells me this he bends down and kisses me softly.
I melt into the kiss for a second and then the precious moment is over within a couple seconds. I find myself wanting more, needing more.
I can't even begin to imagine how much Tobias suffered while I wasn't conscious. I feel guilty for making him feel anxious and sad because he could lose me at any moment.
I tilt my head so I can look into his beautiful dark blue eyes. It brings me back to the first time I saw him. After I fell one hundred feet, into a hole in the road, and landed on a net far below. I lay there on the net for a minute before he pulled the edge and I practically rolled off.
He grabbed my waist and lifted me onto the ground. He asked me what my name was and I got so distracted by his eyes that I didn't answer at first. He pretty much hammered me and had said: "Is that a hard one? You can choose a new one, but you only get to choose once."
And so that's when I told him my name was Tris and announced that I was the first jumper.
Our relationship took most of initiation to start. It really only blossomed when Peter, Drew and Al tried to throw me into the chasm and Tobias saw and defended me from them. Al… No. Don't think of him right now. Stay positive.
I smile when I remember that me and Tobias didn't even really like each other at first, but then look at us now.
I lean into him and he hugs me tighter. We have both been through so much and it suddenly exhausts me. I feel tears rising in my eyes for… I don't even know how many times I've cried today! A single tear escapes before I wipe them away.
"You ok?' Tobias asks. Seriously?! Did he really just ask that? I just got out of a coma, one of my best friends is stuck in a coma and is most likely not gonna make it alive and above all that I have two aching bullet wounds in my back. So no, I am not ok Four!
I focus on my breathing to stop me from lashing out at him. I close my eyes and before I know it my exhaustion sweeps me away into a relaxing sleep.
Tobias
I sigh as Tris falls asleep against my chest for the second time today. I listen to the rhythmic pattern of her breathing.
Suddenly I remember how sad Christina was when she found Tris was in a coma and I feel guilty for keeping her all to myself and not telling the others as soon as she woke up this morning.
With this sudden realization, I shimmy myself out of the bed and walk down to the room we've been sleeping in since we got here. How long has it been? I remember our group as we walked the streets of an abandoned city and as we stood on the train tracks and pointed our guns as the truck that brought us to the air base pulled up in front of us.
The girl in the truck had handed Tris a picture which had her mother in it. I'm not sure if she had just trusted them immediately after that or that she just craved every bit of information they had about her mother. Either way we all piled into the back of the truck.
I come out of my mind and round the corner to our shared room. I open the door to find Christina staring at a random spot on the wall as silver tears slowly glide down her cheeks. Now I feel extra guilty for letting her drown in her misery as I talked with Tris.
"Hey Christina." I say quietly. She jerks her head to the side and stares at me. The hope is clear on her face. "Any news?" She whimpers. I nod my head enthusiastically and her eyes light up. "Actually, she woke up!" I say excitedly and she jumps out of bed and smiles from ear to ear. I think the guilt is visible on my face because she looks at me and her smile dims a little. She narrows her eyes adnd says, "Exactly how long has she been awake, Four?" I look down at the floor. It's a light gray tile floor. Christina punches me in the arm. Hard. "Fine! She's been up since this morning, ok? I was so happy when I first saw her I forgot about everything else."
Her expression softened a bit and I think she forgave me, but I'm mistaken. She slaps me across the face. She wears a triumphant grin as she stares at the pink spot on my face. I sigh "I deserved that." She raises her eyebrows, "You think?".
We quickly make our way to Tris's room in silence. I stare at the smooth, white walls. I've been down this hallway so many times I have memorised every detail about it, from the alarms every 20 feet on the ceiling to the medical supply cart that is positioned outside room 21 from twelve am to two pm.
I round a corner in the hallway and make a quick right to Tris's room. We walk in and Tris is lying on her bed still asleep. She twitches when we enter and her eyes slowly flutter open. Christina stops dead in her tracks, by the doorway. "Tris" She breathes.