A/n: I decided I'll just post when I can, no matter how many amount of reviews. I would really still appreciate if you wrote reviews anyway because they give me the initiative to keep writing! Thank you beautiful people!

Chapter 17

Tris' POV

"I am deeply sorry to tell you this but your parents have passed away in a car accident" the man on the end of the phone tells me. I feel myself shut down, closing in on my body. Tears start streaming out of my eyes and I take a big shaky breath. Caleb. Is Caleb ok? He was in the car, he he was-

"Ca-caleb?" I ask trying to keep myself from screaming.

"He's in a coma. It's unlikely he will wake up. I am very sorry, you can come see Caleb at the hospital" and with that he hangs up. I pull my knees to my chest and stick my head in between them. I start screaming, tears flowing out of me. I grab a fistful of hair and pull on it. My foot starts hurting and I realise its because I've been kicking the car.

"No" I sob. Tears blur my vision as I start my car and head in the direction I think the hospital is. I bang my hands on the steering wheel, I should have been there, I should have died with them. "No" I say softly, focusing my eyes onto the road, Caleb has a chance, he has a chance.

That's the only thought I keep in my mind.

PB

I burst into the hospital, aware I look like a mess.

"Caleb Prior" I say in between big breaths.

"Relation?" my-name-is-Kathy-asks. I grab a handful of my dress into my balled fists.

"Sister" a single tear falls down my face and she smiles sadly at me.

"This way dear" she holds out her hand and I take it slowly, it's the only thing keeping me up.

She leads me into room 136 and opens the door for me. She cups my hand in both of hers and says kindly, "I'm so sorry". And then she's gone.

I step into the room and walk to the side of Caleb's bed, as my eyes hit his face a strangled noise escapes from my throat. There's a long gash on his forehead, held tightly together with stitches. A very wide cut starts at his jawline and ends about 7cm down his neck. His arm and leg are broken and there's a bandage around his torso, covered in blood. I cry softly and kiss his forehead.

"Caleb" I choke out. "Wake up, wake up Caleb. Please, I need you" I grab his hand and start shaking it. Sobs rack my body and force me into the chair next to his bed. I lean my head on his chest and cry into his body. I fall asleep to the sound of his shallow breaths.

Calebs POV, the car crash.

We were talking about school grades and dad's new job. Laughing politely at appropriate things. Dad at the wheel, driving correctly. Mum holding his hand on the centre console.

Dad was half way through talking about his boss Marcus, the great things he's done for our family, when the oil-truck came speeding down our lane head first.

Andrew's breath caught in his throat as he tried to swerve our car out of the way. Mum screamed and squeezed dad's hand.

"I love you Natalie, I love you Caleb, I love you Beatrice. I am so sorry, I am so sor-" the truck slammed into us but everything seemed to happen in slow motion. I saw the front window smash, a glass shard hitting mum straight in the chest. I tried screaming but no sound came out. The front of our car squished up, instantly breaking mum and dad's legs. A steel bar from the truck skewered dad to the chair, glass hitting him everywhere too. I heard his last breath. Searing pain shot up my leg and I screamed, my tears tasting metallic. Everything hurt but I was still alive, why was I still alive?

I faintly heard a car door open and thought, save mum, save dad please. But arms pulled at me. I tried struggling only my strength was gone, my right arm immobile. I wanted to stay with mum and dad, be able to see them again in heaven. Blood obscured my vision as my forehead started to scream. Black dots entered my vision and my body screamed for death.

The last thing I saw was my parents hands, still wrapped tightly together.

I didn't once think of Beatrice.

A/N: Bad scene? Idk. I don't mind it.