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"Tobias, come on, you made me a deal," I hear Tris say. I groan. Tris and I made a bet that if she could perfectly throw a knife and hit the target head on, that I would get a tattoo of her name on my wrist. I didn't think she would hit it, knifes were normally her weak point, but she did. So, now I am standing outside the tattoo parlor, arguing with Tris.
"Tris, come one, the bet wasn't real," I retort, and with that she smiles a little.
"Are you scared? The bet was real and you know it," she says and nods her head a little. She is very stubborn.
"Fine, I'll do it. But, you wait here," I say with equal stubbornness. I go in and sit in the tattoo chair. Tori comes over and asks what I want. "A raven, right here," I say as I point to the skin write under my palm. Tris said I had to get her name, but I figure this is close enough to her that she wouldn't mind. I wince a little as Tori starts the tattoo. I'm not scared of tattoos, but that doesn't mean I enjoy them.
I walk out and show Tris the tattoo. Her eyes go wide, and she looks at me. She doesn't understand. She runs her fingers her tattoo of the three ravens, and her face changes from shock to confusion. "I know that this is what you had to represent your family. And, I got it because I want it to represent you as my family," I say, pausing a moment, "Tris, I was wondering if-if you would," I pause again, trying to not be afraid, "Marry me?" I wait, her face has gone back to shock. I don't take my eyes off of her eyes. Marriage isn't that big of a deal here, but in Abnegation it is a big deal. Marriage in Abnegation was showing that you could think fully of someone else, rather than yourself, and complete selflessness of oneself and complete love and care for the other person, that was what marriage was. I still think it should be like that, even here, in Dauntless.
"Yes, I will," Tris says. She flings her arms around me and I wrap my arms around her, spinning her. I set her back down and she kisses me first, but then I kiss her back. I am standing in front of the tattoo parlor, with my fiancé, who is the bravest person I ever met. I never thought this day would come.
"I'll be right back," she says and she goes into the tattoo parlor. Eventually, she comes out with a raven in the same spot mine was. "I like it here," she says, talking about the tattoo, she traces around it lightly, "I can always see it, whenever I want. And, it's slightly hidden from other people." I smile widely at her, nod my head, and grab her hand. We start walking. I don't know where we are walking to.
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"Christina! Christina, come here!" I yell. Christina starts running to me; I think she still might be a little afraid of me. "Is Tris almost ready?" We are already ten minutes late. Today, right now, is our wedding. I have no clue what Tris will be wearing. I am wearing a black, collard, long sleeve shirt, and black dress pants. Christina is wearing a black dress. A wedding is rare in Dauntless, so that means when there is one, everyone comes. And, usually, everyone comes drunk.
"Tris," Christina raises her eyebrows and smiles, "Tris is ready, go get in your spot!" She shoos me away. I walk to the front. One of the Dauntless leaders always performs the wedding ceremony. We specifically asked not to have Eric. Then I hear a hush over the crowd and everyone goes quiet. Everyone turns and there she is. Tris. She is wearing a white dress. Of course, she would. In a room of all black she is the only one wearing white, she wanted to stand out.
She walked down the aisle, with confidence in every step. Her dress is strapless, showing off her tattoos, and it goes down to a little above her knee. It’s plain. It would almost look as if it would belong in Abnegation. I smile at her and she smiles at me. She grabs my hand and we turn to the Dauntless leader and he performs the ceremony. Finally he says, “Kiss the girl.” I turn toward to Tris, grab her cheek softly, and kiss her. We hear a lot of hollering and whistles and we look at each other and smile widely.
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“I can’t believe we’re married,” Tris says as we eat. After the wedding ceremony everyone gathered into another room for a party. Tris and I haven’t had any alcohol, but almost everyone else has. I look at her, worried for a moment that she didn’t want to be married to me, but I see her face. Her smile is the biggest I have ever seen, even her eyes are crinkled from smiling. She has sparkles on her cheeks and eyes and, regardless of the black eyeliner, her face looks very bright.
“Me neither,” I say as I smile back. I kiss her and she kisses me. It seems almost impossible for us to not kiss in between swallowing food. There is a huge decorated cake that has black frosting on it with a two red Dauntless symbols, intertwined, on it. It looks delicious.
“Time for cake!” I hear Christina yell. Will stands beside her and Tris told me how they’re living together and how she thinks they’ll be the next wedding. Tris grabs my hand and we run over to the cake. A cake at an Abnegation wedding would be ridiculous, but not here. Almost nothing seems ridiculous here.