Tris
After Tobias leaves to go eat, the smile slides off of my face. Of course, I'm happy to be awake and alive, and even happier to see Tobias after what felt like eternity, but I hate myself. At leats he believed you were happy, I think bitterly to myself. I close my eyes, and a tear seeps out the corner of my eye.
I honestly can't believe what I did to him. I don't think I'll ever forgive myself for putting him through that, and I know it's going to affect our relationship. I'm stupid. That's the fact. I just wanted to play the hero again, and save Caleb's life, and make my parents proud of me even though they're dead and I'm not. Fantastic job, Tris. I need to tell Tobias how I feel. I need to let him know the truth, and I don't even know if he'll ever want to speak to me again after. I almost destroyed him, and for what? Nothing. I hate me. I've never felt this way about anybody before, especially myself. I mean, I've never particularly enjoyed my own company, but this...
this is full blown emnity. I'm just a selfish bitch. After I'm out of here, I'll talk to Tobias, but for now, I'm just gonna sleep. And with that, my eyelids droop and I pass into a deep, dreamless sleep.
Tobias
After I eat, in the cafeteria, I make my way back to Tris's room. As I turn the corner, I see Christina sitting there, silent sobs shaking her body. I realize that she has no idea Tris survived. I walk toward her, and kneel down beside her. "I need to show you something." She looks at me with a puzzled look on her face, and I pull her into a hug. I still haven't told her what she needs to know, though.
Without a word, I push open the door and lead Christina into Tris's room. "Look." I point to Tris, laying in bed, her chest gently rising falling at a rate that lets me know she's deep in sleep. Christina slowly approaches Tris with a look of awe on her face, like she doesn't believe what she sees. "That's how I looked too," I say, and smile at Chris. "But, it's real. Tris made it through. She was in a coma for a week, but the doctors didn't let anybody know. They wanted her to be alone, but they let me stay." I look at Chris. "Hey, are you okay?" I ask, putting an arm around her shoulders. Chris nods, and swallows,
tears of joy running down her cheeks. "I didn't think it was possible.. I knew she was strong, but I had no idea how strong." Chris says to me, still not taking her eyes off of Tris' beautiful face. "But,
she made it. I don't think you understand how lucky you are, Four." She turns to me. "I know that you're the one who brought her back, and I love you for it." All of a sudden, she hugs me. "Thank you," she whispers. Chris lets me loose. "Well, I'll leave you two alone. But when she wakes up, tell her to expect me at least twice a day." "Oh, I think she already knows." I smirk, and Chris hugs me again before she leaves. Now it's just me and a sleeping Tris in the room. I sit in the chair that hasn't moved since Tris woke up. Carefully, I grab her hand, but she doesn't even stir. "Tris.." I say. I swallow, but this needs to be said. "I.. almost lost you. I.. the pain I felt when Cara told me you died was so immense.. It was like I was a pool at the bottom of a waterfall, and the pain just kept pouring into me. I cannot live without you, Tris. You are my entire life. You're my sun, my world revolves around you. You complete me. You've made me who I am." I pause, to make sure she isn't secretly awake, but she seems to be sound asleep. "You know I was about to leave Dauntless before I met you. But as soon as I set my eyes on you, I found a reason to stay. I made it my goal to make you mine, even though I didn't come anywhere near deserving you. And now, you are. You're what I live for. I have no parents, no friends, just you, Tris. And that's all I want. You changed me from Four into Tobias. And I'll never, ever forget that. Thank you. You are perfect, and I love you." I finish, and the corners of Tris's mouth lift, letting me know she was listening. "I love you, Tobias." She opens her eyes. "I really do. I am so deeply in love with you. Before I met you, I didn't really know what love is. But now I do. You showed me. You taught me." She grabs my hand. "You love me. I don't know why. I'm just, well, average. I don't huge boobs, or a nice ass, or anyt-" I shut her up with a kiss.
"Tris, I don't think you get it. You're perfect to me. You are the most incrediblt beautiful girl in the world. But that isn't even the whole reason I love you." I grab both of her small hands in mine, and a shock goes through me. This is what I live for.
I put our hands right over her heart, lean in and kiss her. "I love you for who, and what, you are. You are brave, intelligent and selfless. You're loving, compassion-
ate, and caring. You help me be me. And that is why I love you." I pull away, and see tears swimming in her eyes. "Babe? Are you okay?" Tris just nods, and pulls me to her. "Can you sleep in the hospital bed with me?.." she asks, biting her lip and blushing. "It's been way too long since we did that." I nod, happy to be with her at all.
Tris
After, we just lay there, listening to each other's heartbeats, stealing the occasional kiss and touch. I inhale the smell of him, and it makes me happy, for now. After a few hours, with me napping on and off, I look at the clock, and see that it's 11:07 PM. We're cuddling as close as humanly possible, my head resting against his chest and his arms around my stomach. "Tobias?" I ask in a small voice. I'm nervous to ask this question, although to him it may seem trivial. "Yes, my love?" he answers. He doesn't seem worried about me anymore, which is good, I guess. "Um.. If you could have one wish, what would it be?" I turn my head to look at him. He looks confused. "You know, I honestly have no idea," he says. My heart sinks a little. "That's quite the question. I could ask for a mansion, or money. Or parents," he adds, and his smile slips a little. My heart is still sinking. He doesn't really want me. "But, you know what, Tris?" he asks, and I see a gleam in his eye. "What?" I ask, sounding defeated. I wasn't expecting this answer at all. "I think." He sits up. "That I." He grabs my face with both of his hands. "Have absolutely..." His lips brush mine. "Everything I could ever want and need, right in front of my face." He kisses me, deeply and sooooo passionately, but not sexually. I think he knows I'm not recovered enough for anything like that yet. My face turns bright red, and I can't stop smiling. "I love you, Tobias. More than anything." I sit up as much as I can, so I can kiss his cheek. When I do, I feel the stubble I realize has been growing for over a week.
I look at him and make a face. "Go shave, you big love bear." As soon as that comes out, I realize how dumb it sounds and hide my face in my shirt. Tobias just laughs. I can feel it in his chest.
"For you, my love." He gets off the bed, and proceeds to bow to me. He turns on his heel and walks towards the door. "I'll be back in an hour, baby. I love you." he says while walking out. When he reaches the door, he turns and blows me a kiss. He tips his imaginary hat, and leaves.
I sigh. This is gonna be harder than I thought. Within a few minutes, I drift off to sleep.