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Tris POV
I put the gas mask over my face.
"Tobias. Move away from the door."
"No, Tris. You have to let me go, just leave. Now. Please."
"Move!" I scream.
"Don't do this."
"I love you." I cry, for what maybe the last time. He looks at me, almost bewildered at my shaking body and my pain-stricken face and see his figure move away from the window, hesitantly.
"I love you, too." He says meaningfully but also slightly distracted as if he has a thousand thoughts circling, or rather tumbling around his mind. It'd probably be weird if he didn't. I come here to recuse him after months of imprisonment only to be mentally and well, probably physically messed up too and he has no idea what has happened to me. To be honest, I barely know myself. I died because of inhaling too much gas, got brought back to life using the cure and now my body is shutting down because my heart isn't working.
"That's why I can't let you do this. You'll never forgive yourself if I die, you know I'm right."
"And its why I have to stay."
"Pleas—"Tobias begins, but I cut him off by the sound of my feet kicking the door. I don't want him to try and convince me to leave because I won't and it'll only make things worse.
Tobias POV
She doesn't listen to me and kicks the door and I hear the ceiling jolt.
FLASHBACK
I finish a simulation in which Tris and I are kissing and rolling around in the fields in Amity and I when I zone into reality, I'm ontop of Chloe. Her shirt is off and my lips are warm and wet as if they've just received numerous kisses. Chloe's breathing heavily and he must see that the fade, that always appears over my eyes when I'm in a simulation, has gone because she looks scared. Obviously not too scared as she tugs on my jeans and starts to pull them down. I'm desperate for human touch but this makes me ill. The only person I want to touch me is Tris and if I get out of here, I won't let anyone else touch me ever again.
"Tris isn't here, anymore. It's just you…" She moves her head closer to mine so I can feel her breathe, "and me."
I grip my hands onto her throat, she has no protection now, and this might be my only shot. Her hands attack mine, clawing my finger to loosen the grip but I won't relent. She stays silent,apart from her raspy breathing, until she utter one word…
"Marcus." A little smile creeps on her face.
My grip loosens and my body freezes. She is able to tear herself away and scramble to the door before I unfreeze. I can't believe after everything I've been through he's still my trigger point and I'm still scared of him. She knew he was my trigger too and she said it purposely. She doesn't love me, she never has. I get to my feet and find her looking through the window, still shirtless but her shirt is balled up in her hand. She's choosing to be half naked and I don't even get a choice.
"You like what you see?" She says, her voice still hoarse.
How can she say that? I just, literally five seconds tried to choke her to death.
"No." I say loudly with a surge of confidence, "I don't"
"I'm going to kill everyone you care about." She chuckles evilly.
"Not if I kill you first." I say seriously.
"How?" I look at the door frame and she notices quickly.
"By breaking the door? We both know you'll die if you do." She shakes her head, amused.
"And?" I say and my voice falters a little and Chloe head turns and looks her eyes onto mine.
This is the first time I've show signs of defeat but I mean it. I'm done.
She watches me, her eyes shifting as I step towards the door. I start hitting it, my punches surprisingly weak. I ignore the jolts from whatever metal contraptions are above my head and I keep punching it until I hear a crash and my vision is blocked by fog.
END OF FLASHBACK
The ceiling is jolting and creaking and opening, revealing the huge bulks of gas boxes above my head. They begin to fall and Tris is still on the other side and the door is barely damaged.