I Will

Helloooo my lovelies. I figured you guys would want a sequel since I left you guys hanging XD So… I guess I'll write since you all are so demanding. Jk. I really really wanted to write this. But since you guys seem to like it, I'm continuing it for you guys because I love you ;)

MANDATORY TO READ 'I Try' OKAY?! OKAY. YOU'LL BE SO LOST IF YOU DON'T.

Tobias P.O.V.

I'm not giving up on us, Tris. I promise.

I open my apartment door and slide down against it once it's closed. She's gone. She's actually gone. I put my face in my hands as tears stream down my cheek. The only person I ever loved, gone. And I don't even know if she's coming back. I try calling her and it goes to immediate voicemail. She must not have reception wherever she is. I get in my truck and speed to her house.

I knock on the door and it flies open, Natalie is standing there, eyes red, just like mine. "Where's Tris?" I say.

She shakes her head. "She's gone, sweetie. Somewhere in Ohio."

"She can't—she can't be gone!" I grip my hair and pace down the porch.

"Why don't you come in?" she asks.

"I can't," I shake my head. "I have to tell the others." I walk back to the truck and drive to Zeke's. Everyone is already there, there's no school tomorrow; there's too much snow. I pull in the driveway. I run up to the door and knock on it repeatedly.

"Hey Four—whoa dude, are you crying?" Uriah asks and laughs.

"I swear to god, if you don't shut your mouth right now you will regret it," I say as I grab his shirt. I let him go and walk into their living room where everyone is.

They see me walk in and Zeke says, "Whoa dude. Pause the movie." Will does. "What's wrong? I've known you for years and I haven't seen you cry once."

"Tris."

"What?! There's no way she'd break up with you! She's crazy in love with you!" Chrissy yells.

"This is the part where you find out my real name." I hand Zeke the note and they gather around him. They are all tearing up by the time they finish.

"So, Tobias—" Chrissy begins.

"No, you'll still call me Four," I demand.

"Four, what are we going to do?" Chrissy sobs. I just hug her, us both crying.

"I don't know, Chris. We'll find her." (A/N No TobiasxChris, they just both loved her. Fourtris forever!)

"Okay," she sniffles and pulls back and goes over to a jealous looking Will, but he soon softens.

"Four, I've never seen you like this. There's no way you'll last not seeing her for six months," Shauna says.

"The day that I graduate, I'm going to find her," I say.

"And we're going with you," Chrissy says. "Or, at least, I am."

"I'm coming," Uriah says the same time as Mar.

"Me too," Shauna and Zeke say.

"Of course I'm coming, I can't be the only one left here," Will says.

"When is graduation day?" I ask.

"May 9th. It's a Friday," Shauna says.

"121 days," Zeke says and everyone looks at him. "I want to get out of school!"

"If it helps, there's 10,454,400 seconds in 121 days?" Will says.

"That makes it feel longer, Will!" I say to him.

"Sorry," he mutters.

"Okay. Four, why don't you start investigating where she is?" Chris suggests.

"I have an idea!" I say. "My father worked with hers, maybe he knows where they went."

"Yes, go find out now! Go, go, go!" Chrissy yells. "No, I'm coming with you! Let's go!" We sprint out to my truck and I speed on the slippery road, probably not the best idea.

"Four, what if we don't find her?" Chrissy asks teary-eyed.

"We will, Chris," I say determinedly. "I promise."

"Tris promised too, and what if she doesn't come back if we don't find her?"

"We will Chris! I will not give up until I find her."

"Okay."

We pull into my driveway and she goes to get out, but I stop her. "Chris, you have to stay in the car."

"Why?"

"My father… he's not the nicest guy," I say not going into detail any further.

She thinks. "Fine. Hurry up, though."

I walk inside and hear, "TOBIAS?! Where is all of your shit?!"

"I moved."

"No, you do not dare defy me, my son."

"I'm not your anything. Where is Andrew Prior?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because. Now where the hell is he?"

"Like I'll tell—" he begins but I punch him in the jaw. He tries to throw one back, but I block it and slam him on the ground. Why haven't I fought back before?

"Now, about that question. Mind answering it?"

"I'm not tell—"

"Look, just tell me before I punch you again."

"He's in Cleveland, Ohio," he says then falls asleep. I should've known he was already drunk.

I get up and leave happily.

"Where is she? Do you know?" Chrissy asks the second I enter the car.

"Cleveland," I say and grin. She hugs me.

"Thank you so much, Four. I'm doing this for you and me, but mostly her. She's going to go bonkers without seeing you," we laugh and I start driving.

I look beside me and realize Tris isn't in the middle seat, like she always is. Her hand usually wrapped in mine, her head leaning on my shoulder. I feel cold without her. I feel like I'm Four without her. I am Four without her.

I pull into Zeke's driveway for the third time today and get out. I open the door and everyone looks at me expectantly. I grin. "She's in Cleveland." They all cheer. "We still have five more months, guys," I say pessimistically.

"Four, at least we know where she is!" Chrissy yells.

"I know," I sigh. "I'm going to go home. I'll see you guys tomorrow." I walk out the door and go to my truck. I still miss her head on my shoulder. I miss her hand in mine. I miss her smile. I miss her, in general.

I stop by a dollar store and buy a calendar. I go home, flip to May, and circle the ninth really big with a bright red marker. I may or may not have put heart in it too…

I walk to my bedroom change into pj's and flop on my bed.

The last thing I see is the picture of us on the wall hugging, where everything was perfect. In a world, where I wasn't crying myself to sleep. In a world, where I thought I had everything.

Tris P.O.V.

"Tris. Tris, wake up."

"Caleb? That was all a dream?"

"No. This is your father. We've arrived."

I wake up and don't say another word to him. I see a humongous wall/fence thingy that surrounds the city. My father continues on the dirt road through the farms. He rolls down the window and realize we are driving up to guards.

"Andrew Prior," my 'father' says.

"Right this way," a guard dressed in all black says. "I've been directed to lead you to the Abnegation Headquarters. So you are going to need to follow me." The guard hops on a humvee and starts driving. Andrew follows him there over the cracked bumpy roads. "This is your sector. They will lead you from there." He points to some people wearing grey, baggy clothes.

"Thank you, sir," Andrew says and gets out.

"Hello," a man says. "My name is Adam Watson. I am a leader of Abnegation. I've met you Andrew, if you remember."

"I do. This is Beatrice."

"I go by Six," I say and the man bows. I guess that's their way of greeting…? I do it back to be polite.

"How old are you, Six?"

"Seventeen, sir." Andrew may have raised me, but he raised me to respect elders.

"Okay, then you'll be picking your faction on June fifth since you are under eighteen. You pick at that age. If you were to be over eighteen, then you'd do a… mini initiation, I guess."

"Um, I'm sorry? Faction?"

"She doesn't know about this… system we have here," Andrew explains.

"Oh, well then, why don't I explain? Come to my house, it is right over there," he points and we walk.

We step in and Adam says, "Miss Prior would you like some tea? Maybe some water?"

"No thank you. My last name is Wright, by the way, sir."

"Okay then. Now, let me explain. These factions I was talking about earlier… When you are born, you are born into the faction of your parents. Or in your case since you're under eighteen, your parent chooses, then there is a thing called a Choosing Ceremony. You can either stay in the faction your parents picked, or you were born into, or you can transfer.

"There are five of these factions, you see. Amity, the peaceful, Abnegation, us, the selfless, Erudite, the intelligent, Candor, the honest, and Dauntless, the brave." Now you're speaking my language. Dauntless is what I'm picking. "Amity wears bright and vibrant colors, like red and yellow, etc. We, Abnegation, wear grey because we believe that colors are self-indulgent, we do not like to be noticed, and we keep to ourselves. Erudite wear blue because it is a calming color that stimulates the brain, it helps them think. Candors wear black and white, because they believe honesty is black and white. No middle. The Dauntless… they are very reckless. They wear black because they think they are 'bad,' of sorts. You pick your faction at eighteen, as I said earlier. You take a test, sort of. You go into a simulation and it suggests a faction that suits your personality. It's called the Aptitude Test. So, in five months, you'll be picking whichever life style appeals to you.

"Six, this might be hard to break to you, but once you're inside these walls, there's no getting out.

"We're going to need to get you some new clothes, since you'll be staying in Abnegation." He gets up and walks to another room somewhere.

"What?! Why didn't you tell me this?" I say to Andrew.

"I knew you wouldn't come."

"Andrew, I want to go to Dauntless. There's no way I'm staying here for another five months! I you are going to trap me here for the rest of my life, I have a right to do what I want!" I say.

"Tris—"

"Six."

"How many times will you change your name? You will go to Dauntless, if you want, in five months. You can stay here until then."

I can't believe I'm going to spend the rest of my life here. I broke my promise to Caleb and Tobias. Most importantly, my mother. I promised, and I have to break it for the first time in my life.

Adam walks back into the room with a bundle of grey clothes. "These are for you, please have them."

"Thank you, sir. But if you don't mind me asking, where did you get them?"

"Six," Andrew says warningly.

"My daughter… she transferred to Amity."

"Oh. I'm sorry for asking, sir." I stuff the clothes in my duffel bag.

"It's quite fine, dear. Let me walk you to you guys' new house."

He holds open the door for us and we start walking down the sidewalk.

"This is it." He stands in front of square grey house, like every other one. These next five months will be torture.

"Thank you, Adam. We better start making ourselves at home." We walk in and I see grey. Everything grey. Except the walls. At least those are dark grey. Scandalous, I know!

"I'll be in room for five months, see you then." I walk upstairs. I slam door in frustration and slide against it. Then I cry. I just cry silent tears as water streams down my face. I put my hands up on my temples and breathe.

"I'm sorry, Caleb. I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry, Tobias. I'm so, so, sorry. I'm sorry Chrissy. I'm sorry Mar, Uri, Shauna, Zekey, and Willy. I never wanted to leave you guys," I whisper to myself. I wish I could use my phone, but there's no reception here. I just get it out, flip it open and look at the pictures. I start from the beginning and see Uriah on my phone bombing me with funny and stupid selfies. I chuckle and continue. Next is Chrissy and I while she was making me over, Robert must have taken those. There were huge grins on our faces; one of us must've made a joke. Next are some pictures of Tobias and I. These are the hardest ones to look at. Then I come across one that I hadn't known was on there. I'm looking at the stars outside in Zeke and Uriah's backyard. I'm lying on my back with my hands behind me. Tobias is lying next to me, but he's not looking at the stars, he's looking me. Chrissy probably took the picture. She was standing inside and the lights were on, allowing me to see our faces in the picture. He wasn't looking at me with love or desire, but hope. Hope for what, though? Hope for a future together? I know I was hoping for that. Maybe he'll track me down somehow… No, it's impossible. Somehow I'll have to find a way out. Somehow, someday, I will. I've never broken a promise, and I don't plan on it. So if there's a will, there's a way.