Tris' POV
"Uri, he's dead!" I scream at Uriah as he drags me to the cafeteria.
"HE CAN'T BE!" he screams with and everlasting sting of pain to his voice.
He and I run around and look for Zeke. Guess what? He isn't there. He isn't here. He's dead.
Uriah sits at one of the tables and starts crying. The tears start pouring out of my face. The streams grow bigger.
A some-what large crowd gathers around us and asks what's wrong. All we do is shake our heads and cry more.
All of the sudden, a dark skinned guy walks up to us. Neither Uriah or I look up towards him to see his face. I look up towards him more.
Zeke.
I scream with pour terror coating my voice. Uriah looks up and starts screaming the most girliest scream ever.
"Z- Zeke?" I whisper. He nods his head, slightly confused. All of the sudden Uriah jumps up and hugs him. Zeke gets slightly pushed back and looks as if he had seen a ghost.
--------
I need this to be a short chapter. For effect. Ef-ect. So yeah... Bye... I'll try to update soon!
Cya Pansycakes! 😛😭😛
YOU ARE READING
Uris: A Twist {Divergent}
FanfictionWelcome to Club Uris. Pain is what we experience most of the Divergent book series. This is our choice. It can transform you. It can destroy you. It can define you. *Completed*
