Chapter 11 took a little longer to complete than I anticipated but its done.

Tris POV

Tobias just told me he loves me. And I said it back. I love him. I truly do love him. But our special moment is interrupted all too soon by a familiar voice. At first I think I'm imagining things, but I know that voice all too well even though I haven't heard it in three years. Caleb

I let go of Tobias and we both turn around. And there Caleb stands with a bouquet of flowers in hand and dressed semi formally for the occasion. I can't seem to form any coherent words except one.

"Caleb."

"Hello, Beatrice."

Something inside me snaps when he uses my real name.

"It's Tris."

He glares at me and rolls his eyes. "Fine. Whatever. Tris."

"I thought you would've already come by this morning."

"I couldn't get a earlier flight so I barely got into town this morning and didn't have time."

"Well, I'm here at the time you specifically ordered me to come so if I'm inconveniencing you, that's not my fault."

"I'm not here to start an argument with you."

"I'd hope not. I'd hope you'd at least have some respect for our parents." I say, gesturing to the plaque. "What would they say if they knew you and aren't speaking and haven't spoken since they died? What would they say if they knew that you left me here to fend for myself and followed some girl to New York?" (A/N: "some girl" isn't necessarily Susan from Veronica's original story but an unnamed character I made up for this story. While Tobias might be present in this scene for my story I decided to forgo including a significant other for Caleb.)

"I didn't just follow some girl. I was offered a job and couldn't pass it up."

"Oh so then my feelings and my opinion didn't matter? You chose a job over your sister. I was still grieving when you left. You left as if nothing happened, as if our parents didn't just die! You were only thinking about yourself! You are selfish and a coward!"

Caleb doesn't react and I almost lunge at him but I feel Tobias place a hand on my waist and the other on my shoulder.

"And who's this?" Caleb asks, effectively changing the subject.

"He's my boyfriend. The only person besides my friends that actually cares about me. Unlike my own brother."

"Well, I hope you don't make the same mistake like you did with Peter."

"First of all, he's nothing like Peter. And second of all, don't talk about my boyfriend like he's not standing right here."

"Fine. So does your boyfriend have name?"

Tobias speaks up. "Everyone calls me 'Four'. That's the name I prefer to be called. However, your sister knows my real name just in case you were wondering. In fact, she's the only person that knows it and it's gonna stay that way for the time being."

"Fair enough." Caleb responds.

"Listen Caleb. I trust and respect your sister just as she trusts and respects me. She obviously told me about your parents without me even asking. And she has told me about Peter. I would never do anything to hurt your sister. I'm a military vet and have seen things I hope to never see again but I'm not insane. Tris misses you and needs you in her life."

"I miss her too. I was just afraid."

"Afraid of what, Caleb?" I ask.

"Afraid that you wouldn't wanna talk to me or see me. There were so many times when I wanted to call you but you're right: I was a coward. I'll understand if you can't forgive me but I hope you'll give me a second chance."

"I didn't make the choice for us to stop talking. You did. I tried so many times after the funeral and before you left to talk to you. It was as if you died in that accident along with our parents. I had nobody to turn to. I had my friends, but your decision left me empty inside."

"I'm sorry."

"I'm willing to give you a second chance but if you don't stick to it then I'm done. Sorry won't cut it just yet. You're gonna have to prove it."

"Okay."

"If you want, Four and I will leave to give you some privacy with mom and dad but we can meet up again later before you leave back to New York."

"That's fine. I'd like that."

"Okay. Well, my number is still the same, assuming you still have it?"

"Yeah, I have it."

"Call me or text me and we can meet up somewhere later today or tomorrow. When are you leaving?"

"Day after tomorrow."

"We can meet up tomorrow then as I imagine you're tired from your trip."

He scratches the back of his neck. "Yeah I guess I am. Tomorrow then."

"Talk to you later."

He steps forward hesitantly and gives me a brief hug which I return then shakes Four's hand.

Tobias and I walk hand in hand back to the car.