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He looks just like I remember, his square upper lip and full lower lip. His hooked nose and his eyes, so deep set that his eyelashes touch the skin under his eyebrows.
"Beatrice ?" My name leaves his mouth too fast. He steps forward towards me but at the last moment changes his mind and stays where he is. I look down at my feet as they hang over the bed, trying to think of something to say.
I smile at the sound of my name. His voice soft, as though he was speaking to himself.
We stare at each other for what feel like hours but are only minutes. I want so badly to close the gap between us.
I take a deep breath, "D.. do you want to sit down?" I ask quietly. pointing to a chair on my left.
I watch as he walks towards me, past the chair and sits gently on the end of my bed... His eyes stayed on me the entire time.
"I'm sorry" I suddenly say, my voice thick with emotion. MY eyes burn as I try to hold back my tears,"I am so sorry" My voice cranks at the end.
Tobia's reaches out his hand and cups my face. His thumb resting just under my jaw line, I lean into his palm and close my eyes.
Tobia's moves closer to me, "Don't be sorry, I understand" He says softly.
Suddenly the bed dips and Tobia's forehead is on mine.
"How did I get lucky twice... how did we get this lucky twice?" Tobia's begins to speak again, his voice is heavy with emotions.
I keep my eyes closes for a few moments longer. Allowing myself those moments to take in his scent, apples and leaves. I take in the sensation of his touch, the warmth I feel from his body.
How did I get so lucky? I think to myself. Suddenly my cheeks are wet with tears.
Tobia's pulls back suddenly, his hand brushing down my face and cupping my chin.
He tilts my head up as I open my eyes, tear's running heavy down my face.
To my surprise, Tobia's is crying also. His cheeks shine in the light.
"I don't know, but this time around I'd like to stay by your side." I'm shocked at the words, but even more shocked to how to how easily they slip from my mouth.
"Always" Tobia's replies.
He leans in, closing the gap between us. His lips press gently on mine.
Somehow, I feel more healed then I've felt since I woke up.
He was made for me, and I him.
We part, interlacing our fingers together.
We stare at each other in silence once more. These moments are what made me so sure of our connection, our understanding of the importance of small actions of touch and look.
There's a knock on the door, but before I can answer, a man opens and enters through the doorway.
"Hi" He smile at me before continuing, "My names John and I'm you doctor" he finishes his sentence as he reaches for my chart and begins to read over the notes.
"How are you feeling Beatrice?" John asks as his eyes rise from the folder and glace at Tobias.
It's Tris and I'm fine" I reply a bit too fast, squeezing Tobia's hand a tighter.
"I'm sorry but Tobia's, I can't discuss Tris's issues while you are in the room... I'm assuming you aren't family" John speaks sternly to Tobias.
"No, he will stay..." I say as I try to match his tone. My heart rate quickens, I don't want to him to leave me.
The doctor sighs, "They told me you'd be stubborn."
"Who is they?" Tobia's questions, raising an eyebrow.
"Your mother for one" He replies to Tobias.
I let out a small laugh, "I'm not being stubborn, I have been gone for awhile and have been alone for the majority of that time, I think that gives me the right to choose who my family is and who can hear my medical information." I say flatly.
He sighs and sharply says "Fine."
He walks over to a white on the wall, places what must be my Xrays on the front and switches on a light.
"You were shot in your right thigh, the bullet missed your major arteries but it torn your Rectus Femoris and Vastus Lateralis muscles, which are two of you major muscles in your thigh so you will need some physiotherapy to ensure optimal healing and function" John says without turning around.
I stare at the back of his head, his arrogant's annoys me.
"How long will it take before Tris is able to attend physiotherapy?" Tobia's asks the question for me. I notice how he calls me Tris, keeping my real name for ourselves, just like I once did with his name.
"Considering its muscle, a little over a week." He replies, finally turning to look at us, "If the bullet has his a tendon or the bone, we'd be looking at months."
"And physio?" I ask, "How long do you expect me to be taking part in that?"
"I'll be requesting 2 sessions a week for a month" John answers as he puts his pen to my chart and begins to write something.
I look down at my leg, brushing my fingers over top of the bandage once more.
"It could be a lot worse, Tris" I hear Tobia's say quietly to me.
"How is you pain Tris?" John questions me again.
"Ah yeah, its a continuous throb at the moment" I answer without bring my eyes up.
"And you walked to the bathroom this morning?" He questions again.
"Urh.. Not really.." I look up at Tobia's, hating that he has to know this. "Uriah carried me from the bed and into the room, then he and Susan helped me stand, before Uriah left." I add in quickly.
His month dips at the sides and his eyes flicker down to our hands touching on the bed.
He has to know that Uriah and I are just friends? He must understand that... I think in a panic.
"Ok, I'm going to give you some pain medication and I will ask your nurse to assist you into the shower in about half an hour, ok?" John voice breaks through my thoughts.
"Mmhmm" Is all I manage to say as I continue to search Tobia's eyes.
John hands me two big whites pills and a cup of water. I look down at them, I've never taken tablets before, everything is in a liquid inside the city.
"They are an old convectional medicine, our studies have shown that they work more efficiently in the body of a divergent" John says
"Ah" it all I manage the say, I'd rather not speak about divergent's.
I take the pills, cough a little at the end. I can feel them sliding down my throat, I take another mouth full of water in hope it will move them down faster.
"I'll see you throughout the day Tris" John says, and leaves the room.
Tobia's looks at me, placing a hand on the side of my face and allowing his thumb to brush over my bottom lip.
"I remember always being in awe of you ability to touch me in away I never thought I needed." I say to him softly.
He smiles slightly, "And you need to have you lips touched?" He questions playfully.
"No, its how safe I feel when you touch me like this..." I let the words sit between us for a moment before I speak again, but he beats me to it. "I could always break out of a stimulation as soon as the stimulation you touched me, it was never right... never safe." My voice is shakes as i finish the sentence.
Tobia's eye go hard, and his mouth dips down again. "You've been through so much, I dont know how you're even functioning Tris." Tobia's says, his voice deep and his eyes stare hard into mine, searching for something.
"At times I'd want to give up, but those were the times I'd hear Uriah's screams next door or your voice in my head telling me to keep fighting... to come back to you" I say.
Suddenly we hear at knock on the door, Susan pokes her head in.
"I'm sorry to interrupt but Tris, I'd like to get you up and into the shower before while the pain medication is at its highest." Susan says sternly again.
I laugh at her tone of voice, I never thought I'd see Susan again, and to see her so much stronger... so sure of herself. Its amazing.
"So, perhaps this time, I can be the one to carry you?" Tobia's says with a wide smile on his face, and joy at the corners of his eyes.
I laugh, "I'd like that" I say softly, before leaning in a pressing my lips to his, forgetting Susan is watching us.
