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Tobias POV

Chapter 17

I sit on my chair, the office has been quiet today. There are no live conversations, or new tasks, most people would call this their everyday work life, but this is not what it's like at Dauntless.

My eyes threaten to close, I got home around 2:30 am last night. After I saw Tris she hurried away from me, I spent a few minutes looking for her, but decided if she ran, she probably wanted to be alone.

The silence becomes deafening, it almost seems as if everyone's mourning their own loss, and I can no longer contain my curiosity.

I tap Christina on the shoulder, she turns and looks at me, her rich skin looks slightly paler, "Christina, can I ask what's happening, everyone's," I pause, trying to find the right word, "different."

Christina takes in the information I just explained to her and then replies, "Today, just isn't a good day for anyone," She opens her mouth to say something else but decides against it.

I gaze blankly at my computer, Christina, Shauna, Will, Marlene, Uriah and Zeke are the only ones here, Tris never showed up, but thats, not the weird thing, the weird thing is no one questioned it.

Slowly the hour's tick past and I make my way back to Marcus' house. A small smile makes its way onto my face when I realise I'm moving out in a few days.

I take a seat on my bed and change into some sweatpants. I try busy myself with some reading, but every few minutes, I find my mind wandering to what happened to Tris.

After several minutes, I decide a text to her wouldn't hurt, so I pull out my phone and do just that.

Me: Hey Tris, are things okay with you?

I look at the screen multiple times before sending the text, hoping I wasn't too forward or haven't crossed a line with my text. Much to my pleasure, I get a short text back only a few minutes later.

Tris: Could be better, thanks for asking.

Me: Are you at home?

Tris: Yes, why?

I knock on the wooden door to Tris' house, with two boxes of cheese pizza in one hand and a paper bag filled with half a dozen doughnuts. The door opens almost immediately.

I take in the sight of Tris standing there with a watery smile on her face. She wears soft-looking pyjamas and her hair is loosely braided, based on her slightly red eyes and tear stricken cheeks I can tell she's been crying.

"I knew you'd come," She tells me with a small smile plastered on her face.

She opens the door slightly wider so I can come in. I follow her to what I assumed would be the dining room, but she takes us up the stairs and into her bedroom.

Her bed is unmade and piles of tissues used to wipe tears are scattered across her room, she takes them, disposing of them and the takes a seat on her bed, moving over so I can sit as well.

We both sit together as I pass her one of the boxes of pizza. We sit in a comfortable silence as we both finish eating the content that was once inside the box.

I watch as Tris becomes somewhat restless, struggling to find what I can only assume is a comfortable position, she tosses the blanket to one side before standing up and exiting the room.

I follow her as we end up sitting on one of her outdoor swing chairs. I know something happened, and although I want her to confide in m so I can help her, I don't want to pressure her into telling me something she's not comfortable with.

"It happened today, but four years ago," She starts," I suggested we all go to dinner at this new restaurant that had just opened up."

I take a second to let this sink in, obviously, she's talking about someone close to her, I just don't know who.

"I was sitting at one of the tables alone because they were late," Tris continues," But they never showed up, because they never made it to the restaurant, Four." I can see tears forming in her eyes as she looks away.

"They were killed, because of me, they were in a car crash because I wanted to go to a stupid new restaurant. I killed my parents."

I can see the soft shake of her shoulders indicating she's crying. Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her closer to me, letting her cry int my chest as I whisper reassuring things into her ear.

No one should have to go through the pain of losing a parent, I lost one and it hurt me much more than any of Marcus' punishments, but I was still young and my bond with mother was still not as strong as Tris' was with her parents.

Having to lose both your parent's at the same time while being old enough to understand what happened must have been so hard on her.

I place both my hands around her waist and get up slightly, picking her up carefully as I walk her back inside and into her room.

I thread my fingers through her hair softly as the soft blond strands slide through my fingertips. Her grey-blue eyes are flooding with water and I feel my heart sink at the sight of her in so much pain.

I watch her sobbing die down as I kiss her head softly, her eyes begin to close and I whisper,

"Be brave, Tris"

After hearing Tris' story, I couldn't find it in myself to leave so I ended up sleeping on Tris' very comfortable sofa.

I can't believe how strong Tris was to endure all that pain and turn it into something amazing like Dauntless.

I flip the last pancake when Tris enters the kitchen. She's still wearing her pyjamas

And her blonde hair is slightly messed up but, makes her look beautiful nonetheless. I smile as I hand her a plate stacked with pancakes.

She returns m smile and digs in, eating breakfast. We sit in a nice silence which is sort of expected considering we're both eating.

After finishing breakfast we head out towards town to meet up with the rest of the gang. During breakfast, we decided to meet up with them so Tris could clear her mind.

"Ziplining?" Uriah suggests.

Only a few minutes ago tris and I arrived and none of us had the slightest clue on what to do, resulting in us all thinking of ideas.

Everyone nods their heads to Uriah's suggestion of zip lining but me, not that I'd ever confess, but hights have never been something I enjoyed, although, seeing Tris' face light up as Ziplining was suggested is enough for me to ignore my fears.

Getting back into our cars, we all drive the twenty minutes towards the forest part of Chicago.

The area in Chicago forest technically isn't a zip lining area. Zeke and Uriah stumbled across the are on one of their camping trips. It seemed to be an abandoned zip-lining course, after making sure it was secure and rebuilding the parts that weren't the zip line was good for use.

One by one we make our way up towards the zip line.

"I'm first," Uriah proclaims as he walks up

"I don't think so," Zeke says eyeing Uriah and then glancing at Tris. Zeke and Uriah must have known what happened yesterday.

Uriah nods in agreement, "Tris you go on first, hurry up Zeke, get on with it."

"Careful, brother or I might not tighten your straps enough," Zeke says. He smacks his knee. "And then, splat!"

"Yeah, yeah," Uriah says. "And then our mother would boil you alive."

"Only if she found out." Zeke resorts

Hana, Zeke and Uriah's mother has always been like a second mother to me, although she can never replace my own, she's pretty damn close. Never ahs Hana made me feel as if I'm weak or different, she sees me as if I'm one of her own.

I remember the time Hana introduced Zeke, Uriah and I as her sons to one of her work colleges. I couldn't stop smiling, it was the first time I knew I had a family even if it wasn't my blood family.

The sound of Zeke and Uriah's small fight pulls me out of my own thoughts, as Zeke continues to plan Uriah's death as Uriah somehow keeps imagining different ways Hana would punish him.

"Will you guys stop your bickering and go ziplining already?" Tris questions with a hint of playfulness in her tone.

Zeke and Uriah nod as they strap her in.

"Three, two, o.."

Before Zeke manages to say one Tris' ziplining through the air, and the only sound that can be heard is the sound of her laughter.

A/N Sorry for the short chapter, I'll be writing more chapters on the weekend so I can get into a routine for uploading. As I mentioned at the start, I just uploaded a new fanfic called 'Breaking point'. I will NOT be abandoning this story because of that one. Please review so I can make this story better, until next time,

-Divergent31