Disclaimer: I do not own Divergent, Veronica Roth does. I also don't own the riddles.
Tris' P.O.V.
I lay my head on the headrest of my seat and closed my eyes. This was going to be a long 8 hours ride back home, but at least, I'd get the chance to rest.
The 10 past days had been a total roller coaster of emotions, especially the first two days of the trip. I managed to avert my thoughts from him, but only thanks to Skylar's help. She tried to keep me as occupied as possible, finding many places to visit. On her free time, after we'd get back from a touring in the city, she would position herself in front of her laptop, searching the incredible lands of Paris. Sometimes, I even wondered how my friend the places we visited, some didn't even seem known by a lot of people. I was really grateful of having Sky, she was really trying to make me happy and enjoy the trip. But she could simply not stop my thoughts of him forever. So, at night, before I'd go to sleep, I would think about him and I couldn't help myself.
He was someone really important to me in a significant moment of my life. He defined the person I am know, whether it was from the things I had learned while being with him or the consequences of his actions that had changed my personality. Either way, I could simply not forget him, that was certain.
Now, my trip with Sky at Paris, France has ended and we reluctantly left our hotel to get to the airport. After the waiting-in-line, long check-up and the even longer wait in the waiting room, we had finally managed to get to our seats, in the business class. I didn't want to spend useless money on seats when the business section were perfectly fine to me. Sky had spent enough money on the trip and the hotel.
"Finally!" Skylar let out a sigh while sitting down, after she had put our hand luggage in compartment reserved for them, which was above our seats. Even though it had been more than a week that I had not experienced any health issues, my best friend still insisted on doing all the hard works. Not that I was complaining, though... But even if I was she wouldn't let me do a thing, she's one heck of a stubborn girl.
"How are you feeling?" She asked me.
"Well, to your concern, I'm fine." I said, exasperated.
She had constantly been asking me that question every 5 minutes for the past 8 days. And the answer never changed.
"Are you still thinking of him?" She questioned, glancing at me sideways.
"How can I not?!" I both asked and exclaimed myself.
I felt both anger and sadness feel me inside out. I let out a breath, hoping to release to calm myself and not let my emotions take over me, we were in a plane after all.
"Sorry." I apologized.
I shouldn't scream at her, I mean, she was only trying to help.
"Oh, it's fine. I understand, I probably would have reacted likewise if I had been through such a situation." She waved her hand in front of her, as if she was pushing my excuses away.
I gave her a genuine smile, thanking her. I did not know what I did to deserve a friend like her, I don't know what I would do without her.
"You know what? I would really, really like it if you could just not mention him at all. It would help me think less of him." I told her.
"Hum, sure. Only if that's what you want." Sky said, looking at me in the eyes.
"Yes, yes it is." I replied, closing my eyes and leaning my head on the headrest.
My mind was a storm of thoughts, when an important one popped, written in capital and bold letters, above the others.
I obliged my eyes to open and spoke up.
"Just one more request."
"Anything for you, princess." My best friend informed me, smirking.
"Don't tell anyone about him, okay?" I smiled back.
Her lips changed from a grin to a frown.
"Why?" She questioned.
"I just don't feel like explaining it all over again, that's all. When the moment comes, I'll tell them." I responded.
She gave me an uncertain glance, clearly not seeing why I would hide that part of my past. Of course, she wouldn't understand, I thought, she's never been through what I have and she doesn't have the same life style as me.
"Please." I begged.
"In one condition." She finally gave in.
"What is it?"
"I have the right to tell if something goes wrong." She told me.
"It's a deal." I said, right when two flight attendants came up in the two lanes between the seats to do the same, usual ritual that informs us the procedure in case of an emergency.
The following couple days are the ones where you recover from the jet-lag and stay in bed, sleeping. But I tried being as productive as possible, though. I undid my luggage and I had reviewed all of the photos we had taken in Paris, sending many to our friends, with whom Skylar and I didn't have a lot of contact during our trip. One afternoon, my best friend had suggested a visit at a mall in downtown Toronto, Canada. It was nice to be back home, even though I loved France, and it was even more wonderful to spend extra time with Sky, before we'd have to go work. And when my friend said 'visit', it really meant 'getting out of there with more than a dozen bags hanging from our arms. It was a good thing, I was in need of clothes.
The first day of work, I managed to get up, do my morning routine and get to my office/workshop/art studio. The bright light of the sunrise entered through the large windows of the room, it had always been my favorite time of the day. I savored the view for a moment and got back to work. I had a few things to do, but I could take my time and enjoy myself. Some moments of the year, I would be pretty busy, considering the many jobs I did. I could do a lot of artsy things, most likely drawing, painting and designing in general, whether it was clothes or interior decorations, those were the things I was most qualified for. But I managed to tough it out, I had to suffer the consequences of my actions, which meant that I had to do a lot of hard work because I had wanted to take many courses in university. But I enjoyed it, I took pleasure in what I do and that's what really important.
2 hours later, I had just started with the request I had been asked to do when the front door opened. I jumped up of my seat at the moment I saw Alyssa (Ally) and Gabriel (Gab), two of my close friends, walked in the room. I ran towards them and hugged them both tightly against me, I had missed them so much.
"You sure do have a strong grip, even with that small length of yours." Gab said in a sassy tone.
"Well, you sure didn't change your attitude while I was gone, now did you?!" I told him, smiling.
"Trust me, I think he actually got worst." Alyssa said, letting out a sigh.
"And you would know because..." I trailed out, an eyebrow raised, a smirk playing on my lips.
Ally blushed in a deep crimson red, fitting perfectly with her redheaded hair. Gab wrapped his arm around her back with a pure happy smile. I knew they'd realize their feelings soon.
"Now, enough about us, how was the trip? We wanted to come see you earlier, but we got caught with work." Gabriel asked, trying to divert the attention away from him and Alyssa.
"Oh, don't worry about that, it's totally fine. But before I start with my adventure in Paris, I really need to eat something, I didn't take a breakfast this morning-" I started out.
"Like usually." They both said in unison.
Anyways, do you guys want anything?" I emphasized on 'Anyways'.
They shook their heads no.
"I'll be right back, then." I yelled as I ran through the front door, down the stairs and outside of the building.
Four/Tobias' P.O.V.
I quickly entered a well-known fast food/restaurant all over Canada, Tim Hortons. I hadn't ate or drank anything since the supper I had yesterday so, I was hungry. And let's just say that when I get hungry, I'm not the most pleasant person to me around. Not wanting to 'disturb' anyone with my morning grumpiness, I had decided to come but something for myself and my employees.
I had just taken a few steps towards the counter when I stopped.
Standing no further than 5 meters away from me, Tris was ordering what seemed to be her breakfast. It has happened again. Back in Paris, I had been in total shock, I had not expected to see her all of the sudden. It seemed that our paths didn't cross just once. It looked like destiny had stroke again. Then, I couldn't do anything except be shocked, but now, now that I had full control of my body, I wouldn't let her go so easy.
I waited a bit further from the counter and I watched her wait for her order, looking around her. I approached her, in a way she wouldn't be able to see, but I would, as she finally her Tim Hortons' bag and her cup of coffee.
Suddenly, my eyes got attracted by something not really normal on her left hand. I squinted my eyes, in hopes to see more clearly, but I didn't need to do so. It was clear, I just didn't - couldn't - believe what my brain was interpreting. I simply froze and didn't know what to do, once again. But I was certain of one thing, I had to get out of there, I wouldn't be able to talk to her after what I saw. I backed away and turned around to leave, walking fasting as I got in my car, which was parked on the side of the building where she could not see me from where she stood. I rested my head on the steering wheel, hoping to clear my thoughts. But what I had seen did not leave me.
Tris, my ex-girlfriend, was wearing a three sparkling white diamonded ring. But not on any finger, it was on her ring finger of her left hand.
Hi guys, I'm really sorry about the cliff hanger, but I had to do it. For those who asked for Tobias' P.O.V., I hope you're happy, even though he didn't learn a good thing there. Okay, I have two important messages. First of all, I KNOW THAT THIS STORY MIGHT NOT SEEM HAPPY AND NOT WHAT YOU EXPECTED, BUT IT'S JUST AN INTRODUCTION AND I GARANTEE THAT YOU WILL BE COMPLETELY PLEASED WITH THE ENDING. Second of all, I will NOT be able to update this story or The Strength Of True Love before the 20th June. I know, it's going to be very long and I hadn't update this chapter in a long time too, but exams are right around the corner and I need to focus on them. And I think a lot of you are in exams period too, so hopefully, we'll be too busy to actually notice, but I'll still be reading books or FanFictions, I just can't help myself.
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Most of you got the answer of last chapter's riddle, the answer was fire. Here's another one for you! 'What is it that, after you take away the whole, some still remains?'
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