Chapter 13

Tobias

I enter our apartment and take my shoes off. As soon as I blink, the scene rapidly changes. I am now standing in the living room of an Abnegation house. I am confused. Why am I in Abnegation? I turn in a circle slowly, and take in the room. I see grey walls, barren of any decoration, because decorations are selfish. I see three grey chairs, one of which has not been used in ten years. I see a large cross on the wall opposite me, and it finally sinks in where I am. Marcus's house; Hell.
I spin around, searching for Marcus, prepared to defend myself, but he is nowhere to be found. I enter the kitchen. A scream pierces the stillness of the house, and my eyes rise to the roof, glued there. The woman screams again, and I snap out of my daze. I take the stairs two at a time, and I stop in front of a door I know all too well: the door to my room. I hear the woman scream a third time, and she begs. "No more. Please. I'm begging you."
My heart stops in my chest. I would recognize that voice anywhere; it's Tris's. I rip open the door, breaking one of the hinges in the process. I stop in my tracks.
Tris is tied to a wooden chair, her face and body bloodied and scratched. She is drifting in and out of consciousness. A dark figure stands over her, holding a belt.
A figure dressed in Abnegation grey; Marcus. I rush toward my father, intending to pry his head from his neck, but I am stopped by an invisible barrier. I pound at it, screaming Tris's name, to no avail. I turn and find my way barred by another barrier. I am trapped. Tris screams again, and I begin to cry. Why can't I help her?
"MARCUS! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU, I SWEAR TO GOD. STAY AWAY FROM HER!"
Marcus turns toward me, or rather, his head does. The head swivels around 180 degrees, and I flinch at what I see there. The face staring back at me with a sadistic smile on its face is not my fathers. It is David, the man in charge of the Bureau. "I'm afraid that won't happen, Tobias."
I sink to my knees, willing myself to awake from this torment. But I can't. I have to endure this. "Now, watch. Watch as I drain the life from the one thing you truly love." I scream, an agonizing scream. Why is this happening to me?
"Tobias..." I hear Tris's voice. "Help... Please.. help..." I shake my head, tears streaming down my face. The belt in David's hand has transformed into a gun, and he reaches into his pocket and pulls out one bullet. Tris is screaming my name now, but I can't speak. I can't think, or see. All I feel is helplessness. "I love you, Tobias." And I scream one last time as David empties the gun into the side of Tris's head and she falls to the floor, all life removed from her body.

I sit up in bed, a strangled sob wrenching from my chest. I bury my face in my hands, trying to push out the image of Tris laying lifeless on the floor as her life force drains away. To banish the sound of David's maniacal laughter as he murders the love of my life before my eyes. I get out of bed and make my way to the bathroom. I lean over the counter, and take a deep breath. It was only a dream. I can keep telling myself that, but it does not make the fear any less real. It doesn't change the images imprinted inside my head. I've been having these dreams almost every night since Tris woke up. It isn't always the same, but the concept is. I always have to watch as Tris is taken from me. I am always powerless to do anything, and she always begs me to help her.
I don't know what's wrong with me. Tris is alive, and well, so why am I dreaming this? Is it a premonition? Or is it just the fact that almost losing her scarred me?
I glance at the clock hanging on the wall, and laugh. 3:30 AM. The exact time I awoke to find that Tris had given herself up to the Erudite, to Jeanine. I sink to the ground, and the laughs keep coming. Eventually, I manage to quiet down. I think I'm going insane; I need help. But I can't admit that to myself; I can't be weak. I stand up, and make my way back to the bed to find Tris sitting there, staring at me. "Oh my god. Tobias." She jumps out of the bed, and pulls me to her. The tears building up behind my eyes threaten to spill over, but I push them away. "What happened?"
Tris asks me, and I shake my head. "Nightmare." I respond, and she flinches at my voice. Emotionless. Empty. Not Four. But not Tobias. Perhaps I am a shell of both of them at this moment.
"Do you want to talk about it?" I shrug. "You died." Tris flinches again. But I continue. "You died. We were in Abnegation, at Marcus's house. I heard you scream, so I rushed upstairs. When I got to the room you were in, I saw you tied to a chair, beaten and bloodied. And..." I swallow, and the tears spill over, but I continue to repeat my nightmare. "Marcus was standing over you holding a belt. I rushed at him, tried to kill him, but I was stopped by something. There were walls on every side of me, but I could still see you.
I yelled and swore at my father, and he turned around, and that's when I saw that it wasn't my father." I stop, and Tris looks confused, but I talk before she can ask anything. "It was David." Tris covers her mouth with a hand, and still I continue. "I sat there, and I watched David shoot you. You begged and begged me to save you, but I was powerless. I couldn't do anything. I just... I can't lose you, Tris. I can't. Please, never leave me."
Tris wraps her arms around me, and lays my head in her lap. "Tobias. I'm here. I'm alive. This is real. I'm sorry. I think... I think you need to see someone about this. I'm always here, but I'm not much help if I just remind you of your dreams." I nod. She's right. "I love you, Tobias. I'll always be right by your side. I promise. Now, get some rest." "I..." I croak, unable to speak. "I love you." Tris nods, as if to say "I know." She crawls back into bed and pulls me into her side tightly. She strokes my hair as I fall into an uneasy sleep.

***CAUTION: SEX SCENE INCOMING. SKIP OVER IF YOU DON'T LIKE LEMONS***

Tris

I can't sleep. I fidget under the covers, tossing and turning, but I can't get comfortable. I don't understand why; usually I sleep fine with Tobias beside me. I feel a damp spot between my legs. Oh. That's what it is.
I look at Tobias, and bite my lip. Should I wake him up?
I chuckle to myself. He won't mind. I scoot over to him, and gently kiss him until he wakes up. He groans. "What time is it, Tris?" I shrug. "No idea." I continue to kiss him, harder and harder.
Eventually, he breaks the kiss, panting. "What's all this about? Are you alright?" I frown at him. "Of course I'm alright. I can't sleep." He chuckles, bringing a smile to my lips. "So... what you're saying is, you can't sleep because you're horny, or you're horny because you can't sleep?" I jump on him and straddle him, biting his lip, and he moans against my mouth. "Either one works." I kiss him again, and I feel him between my legs. It sends shivers through my body, and I sigh into his mouth. He grins at me, pure lust in his eyes, and begins to suck on my neck. I moan his name, and he kisses each of my ravens. His fingers slide under my night shirt, each touch sending an electric wave through my body, and gently kneads my breasts. I breathe in sharply, and Tobias takes my shirt off. He kisses between my breasts, and gently sucks on my nipples. While he's doing this, I moan in ecstasy. I never thought that someone could make me feel this way, but Tobias does. Every time he touches me, it sends a shock through my body, resonating from my core. I tangle my fingers in his hair, and bring my lips to his with force. He gently pushes me off his lap, and takes off the remainder of our clothes. I lay beside him and look up at him through my eyelashes. "So, how would you like to do this?" I ask him, and he chuckles. His voice is throaty, filled with lust and passion, but all he says is "You choose."
I frown. "No. You choose."
"You."
"You!"
We bicker for about a minute, and I stop him by kissing him. Then, I get on my knees on our bed, asking him to take me from behind. He smirks at me. "Oh, your favourite?" He slips one finger inside me, and I moan. "Oh, God... Please, Tobias.. Fuck me."
A throaty growl tears from him, and he positions himself behind me. I feel his callused hands on my neck as he whispers to me, "Ready?"
All I can do in response is moan, and he thrusts into me. I scream into the pillow, feeling every inch of him fill me. He moans quietly, and nibbles on my neck as he thrusts in, out, in, out. He picks up speed, and I moan his name over and over as he makes love to me. "Oh... Fuuuuckkkkk, Tobias. You feel so good." I can feel the pressure building up inside me, and I ask him to go deeper. Tobias proceeds to fuck me as hard as he can, and each thrust brings me closer to falling over the edge. I reach my orgasm, and scream his name. My body shudders, my eyes roll back into my head, and I hear him moan my name as he empties himself inside me. I lay there for a few minutes, catching my breath, and he kisses my cheek as he pulls out of me. As soon as he's out, I miss him. I love the feeling of him inside of me; I feel like we are truly one when we make love.
He lays down beside me, and kisses my nose. "How was that?" he asks me, like he does every time. I smile at him. "Perfect." He blushes. It still amazes me that I can make Tobias blush. "It's always perfect. I love making love to you." He kisses me passionately. "I'm glad," he murmurs against my lips. "I love you, Tris. I... I really needed that." "I love you too, baby. Anything you need, I'm right here." And he falls asleep again in my arms.
I remember when I told him I loved him, when he was asleep and I wanted to sacrifice my life for the Erudite. It was hard for me to tell him, and I don't know why.
But now, after all Tobias and I have been through together, I know that I have to tell him I love him. And I want to. I want him to know how I feel about him. I want him to know that he's mine, and I'm his, forever and always.
I smile sleepily at the roof, and lapse into a deep sleep.

A/N: I'm really, really sorry about the last two chapters being somewhat short. I'm just at a horrible writer's block. I have nooo idea what to write. And I'm not going to lie to you, I used sex as a filler. BUT. From now on, the sex will fit in with the story. Expect it every few chapters or so. I need ideas. I already have one, but it won't happen until much later in the story.

I'll try to have chapter 14 up by Sunday, but I'm not making promises. Like I said, I have writer's block. I also may or may not start working on another Divergent story, and it might be a post-Divergent(book) one. I also might start work on the other two ideas I already told you about. But don't worry, this story will definitely pick up again.

I love you guys, and thanks for reading so much. 6,000 views is a thousand times higher than what I expected.

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Yours Truly,

Quinn Windsor