Divergent (If they never passed initiation)

Chapter 12

Tobias's POV

I am shocked and panicked. My Tris, my love is shot. The sound of her cries ring in my ears like a siren. My instincts take over, I scoop her up and carefully climb down, the rings seem to hold, but I am still cautious.

When we are on solid ground, I waist no time. It is as of my body is on overdrive, I run faster then I ever have before. Tris stirs, but I can see the consciousness slipping away from her.

I feel so helpless. I would rather die a thousand painful deaths at the hands of Marcus and watch Tris suffer like this.

She gives me one meaningful look before the light completely leaves her eyes. Tears sting and threaten to fall, but I keep them at bay. If I am to save my one true love, then I must stay focused.

My legs seem to know exactly where to go, meanwhile my brain is racing with panic and worry. Then I see it, the Abnegation compound. I try to hold my memories back, but seeing these familiar buildings once again fills me with the fear that has haunted me for eighteen years.

I don't know where Tris's parents live, I don't know where to go. I only have one option, but I can't seem to do it. I look to the house and then back at the weak, and dying Tris in my arms. I have too do this, I have to face my worse fear for Tris.

I hesitate before knocking on the door, scared that he will answer. Sure enough he does, and I am brought back to my terrifying childhood. The sound of a cracking belt, and the words "This is for your own good." replay over and over again in my head.

"Tobias?" He sounds flustered, but I can see right through his selfless act. If he wants to keep up his selfless image, he will help Tris regardless of his own feelings. Nothing is more important to him then saving face.

"Tris, I, help." My voice is a squeak, just as from when I was a child. "Come in." His lips curl into a sneer and a cold feeling runs down my spine.

My heart is pounding in my ears, I want to turn back, to run as far away from him as I can. But Tris is to important to me, I must face my fear. I step over the threshold and instantly feel smaller. I feel as though I am that poor abused boy from Abnegation, who on the outside, looked like he had it all.

"You can lie her down in your room, we have quite a bit to discuss." I swallow hard and go to lay Tris down.

It seems as though nothing in this room has been touched since the day I moved out, even the glass sculpture that my mother had given me all those years ago.

I look at Tris to evaluate her wounds and condition. Even bleeding and unconscious she is beautiful.

I notice a gaping cut on her forehead from when she fell back after her leg was shot. My poor beautiful Tris. Both her forehead and leg are covered with blood, some begins to pool on the thin cot under her, but I honestly couldn't care less about the bed. What I am really concerned with is the love of my life whom is wounded in front of me.

I go to get a warm washcloth, and begin to wipe away some of the blood. I planned on telling her that I loved her, that I care about her more then anything or anyone else in the world.

I kiss her forehead and go downstairs to face my living nightmare.

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