Love beyond Death

*Tris*

Let's Skip the whole introduction thing shall, we? My full name is Beatrice Thompson.. nope no middle name. Call me Tris though. I think Beatrice is way too out-fashioned.

I'm not gonna tell you how it happened our why it happened. It just did. At the age of thirteen, I was diagnosed with Lung cancer. It's not great if you ask me. Always on careful administration.. not knowing when my body is gonna give up and when I'm gonna die... honestly, I don't care.

In the beginning, I was terrified. The thought of not having children and finding my true love and even celebrating my sweet sixteen, was very upsetting. Like I said, no idea when I'm going to die. If it happens, it'll happen.

I've learnt to live as if everyday is my last and I'm okay with not knowing when I'm going to die. Why sulk over something that you can't control right? Besides, I've reached my eighteen and I'm almost an adult. So, if my body gives up anytime soon, I'll be okay with that. I mean eighteen whole years.. that's a long time. I'm still shocked I made it this far.

"Honey come downstairs, your gonna be late for school." Oh god. School. "Coming Mom!"
I grab my backpack and check my outfit. It's casual and I don't care. I've never really liked dressing up anyway. What's the use when I'm supposed to die soon.

I rush downstairs and see my mom, Katherine, with my lunch. I grab it out of her hand and try to squirm away before she lands a kiss on my head. But she has me in a tight grip and layers the top of my head with kisses. "Okay okay.. I get it mom. Now let me go, I'm gonna be late."
She just laughs,"Okay sweetie. Now Beatrice, If you start feeling sick or anything, go to the nurse immediately. Have a nice day pumpkin."
Normally, I would've screamed if someone called me by my full first name but, my mom is the only one who ever does that. She ignores my protests.

I hurry up towards an old toyota. "Hey Benny." I say as I pop into his car. Benny is my mom's boyfriend. You see, ever since my parents found out about my cancer, my dad left us. Yah, he's one heck of an idiot and my mom was left alone taking care of me. But Benny has been good. He knows about my condition and claims to love my mom a lot. "Hey there champ." he says as he pulls the car out of the driveway.

"So are you gonna pop the question anytime soon?" I ask him while we're on the way to school.
"what question?" He asks with confusion. "Well.. you know our conversation on Sunday. When are you gonna propose to mom?"
"oh.. that. See that's where I'm finding difficulty. Should I do it now? Is it too soon? What if she's not ready to move on? what if she says no? what if-" I slap my hand over his mouth.
"You really need to stop with the what if's Benny. Look, my mom is definitely ready to move on. I know this is something you and mom don't like talking about but when I die, I know mom is gonna be in a depression and you might never get to ask her hand in marriage. And also.. I want to see her smile again, I want to see her get married. I know.. I'm sounding like a mom, myself, but.. will you just ask her for goodness sake!?"

I take my hand off his mouth. He parks the car in front of the school. "You know champ, I was gonna ask your mom soon enough. I just needed your confirmation. I'm glad you think so too. and about that whole death thing of yours.. It's not gonna happen soon at all. Even if you do die on me, I'm gonna dig you outta your grave and kick your butt. That should do it." I laugh at his stupidity.
That's why I like Benny. Unlike all of the other people, including my mom, who show me pity and are really careful in avoiding the topic of death, Benny isn't like that. He understands me and is cool about everything. He's great at advice too.. sometimes.

"Alright.. bye Benny. Pick me up at 4:00 k?" I shut the door. He gives me a thumbs-up.

Well.. this is my school. My lovely big and horribly tiring school. I huff a annoyed breath before entering the building.
"TRIS! TRIS! wait up girl!" I roll my eyes. I can recognize that voice from anywhere. I turn around to find my best friend Claire come up to me. Unlike myself, Claire is a bit of a fashionista and she even wants to become a fashion designer for her career choice. I'm not gonna lie. I can see her becoming one. Her outfit is quite nice today though. She's a pretty girl and sometimes I get jealous at how flawless she is, even when she isn't trying.

"Hey Claire. what's up?" I ask. She looks at me like I'm insane.
"YOU'RE ask ME? I'm supposed to ask you that? Like girl, what's with the whole I'm-not-gonna-reply-to-any-of-my-texts thing?" She ask with her hands placed on her hips.
I shrug, "I didn't check it until today."
She just rolls her eyes, "Excuses excuses Tris. But anyways, I texted you about the party that all of the seniors are being invited to. You know Trenton Long? The tall blone muscular guy?"
"Uh yah.. doesn't everybody? HE's like the most popular guy of Preston High School (A/N: this isn't a real high school name..so ya) " I say.
"Well.... anyways, he's hosting a party at his house and everybody is invited. Apparently he has some connection with some pop stars and they're gonna be there too! SO you gonna come? I have like my whole outfit and everything planned out for it." She says with a lot of excitement.
I'm about to respond with a 'no' when out of nowhere somebody whispers 'Boo' in my ear. I jump and swirl around to find my best friend and.. well.. secret crush.

"LOGAN!! Ugh! What the heck?!?! You scared the shit out of me!" He just doubles over in laughter and I can't help but admire the way his eyes crinkle and the way his hair stands up.
I snap out of it and he calms down. "I didn't know you'd get that terrified Tris. But I came over to say Hi." HE says.

"Well now that you've said it.. you can leave." Claire says.
"Nah.. you wouldn't want me too. Besides, I'm ya'lls best friend.. you love me too much to let me leave." HE says. He's right about the 'love' though.
"yah yah.. you just keep thinking that."Claire says.
"NO seriously though.. why'd you make an appearance? Aren't you normally trying to get the attention of Mrs.Long Legs over there?" I say pointing over to Elizabeth Everdeen, the school's most popular girl and my number one enemy.
"Well.. I have a life thank-you very much Tris. But no.. I came here to ask you guys whether you were coming to Trenton's party this saturday. You have got to come! Seriously! It's gonna be great. Lot's of hot girls and.. hot guys!" He says winking at me. God help me.. does he know what that does to me?
I roll my eyes. "I'm totally coming, but I need to get Tris here to come too." Claire tells logan.
"Oh c'mon Tris! YOU HAVE TO! Please???" Logan gives me the puppy eyes. He has really beautiful eyes. They're pretty and blue and I can't help but admire them.
"Aw c'mon Logan. You know I can't resist the puppy eyes. FINE! god.. I hate you both." I say with a smile.
"NOw that's what I'm talking about!" He says giving me a big hug that I can't resist but give back.
"K. I'll leave you both. I've got to get to class. But don't you dare forget our agreement Miss.Thompson!"
"I definitely won't Mr.Lerman." HE smiles and runs to his class.
"You know. It's really obvious that you like him. I just don't get how he doesn't see it." says Claire.
"Yah.. I guess. But that's the least of my worries. That party is tomorrow, and I have nothing to wear." I tell her.
Her eyes turn wide and she smiles at me evilly. "NOW leave that to me! You'll see. I'll make you the center of attention at that party! WOOHOO!"


oh boy. What did I get myself into?

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