Chapter 1
I try to hide my fear in the only way currently coming to mind, by hiding in the dark. I am about to break the scariest news I think my mother will ever hear to her. "Mom, I think I'm pre-" I begin to say but I choke on my words.
"What Beatrice? You know you can tell me anything," my mother begins to say although I know she can't handle the bomb I'm about to drop.
"Mom, I think I'm pregnant," I finish this time.
"Beatrice, what do you mean you think?"
"I can't be 100% sure, I need to go see a doctor! Mom, please help me, please," I plead.
"Beatrice, of course I will help you. I promise, I will help you through anything." I begin to hug my mother. She continues to say, "The hardest thing will be telling your father. He's a leader, the whole city may know. Also going to the doctor's could prove to be a problem since you're only 14 years old."
"I figured it would be," I begin to say breaking into a light sob.
"Who's the father anyways? Do you even know, were you raped?"
"The father is," I freeze. I know who the father is but can I compromise such information considering he's the son of another leader. "I'll tell you if you promise not to hurt him nor me."
"I would never imagine doing such a thing, Beatrice," my mother states.
"The father is Tobias, Tobias Eaton."
My mother stands shocked, as if in a trance. She eventually musters up the courage to speak once again. "Beatrice, he's nearly two full years older than you! He may be leaving the faction this year, and then what will you do? Not to mention that his father is also a leader, this will for sure spread throughout the city," my mother chokes out as if she had been holding it in for my whole life.
"Mom, we love each other dearly. I would never imagine abandoning Tobias. If he transfers this year I will follow him. We all know what Marcus does to him at home, does anyone really expect him to stay?"
"I suppose you are correct Beatrice, have you told him yet?"
This is the question I've been waiting for. The question that leads to my plea for help, "That's why I want to see a doctor. There's no point in scaring him into staying with his abusive father if I'm not actually pregnant."
"Well Beatrice, I suppose we can go to a doctor tomorrow. There's also no point in freaking out your father for nothing."
The next day at the doctor
"Beatrice, it appears you are about 9 weeks pregnant," the Doctor says apprehensively. I doubt he gets many fourteen year olds in here asking for a pregnancy test and possible checkup, let alone any fourteen-year-old abnegation. "Congratulations, the baby appears to be healthy. Due to your age prenatal vitamins are a must. Here is a prescription for various vitamins and such you will need. There are many health risks for both you and the baby due to your age. We will begin discussing those once you are further alone though."
"That's no surprise, is there anything else we must know?" My mother asks as I am at a loss for words.
"You may want to bring the father, if you know who it is, with you to some of the future appointments. It's best for everyone involved," the Doctor says rushed as if he wants to get rid of us.
My mother and I leave the doctor's office in silence. I'm thinking about the risks and how to tell Tobias, I assume my mother is thinking about the countless horrible ways to tell my father.
Later that night
Tobias is coming over tonight for dinner because his father is busy doing something work related with my father. I plan on telling him tonight before dinner, and then telling my father, alongside my mother, once he arrives home later tonight. Suddenly I am separated from my thoughts by a soft knock on the door, Tobias I think. I speed walk towards the door but I begin to slow as I realize no one else is rushing to get the door. I begin to open the door slowly hoping to check who it is before I make my next move. As soon as I see the glimmer of his blue eyes I open the door further and fall into his embrace. "Tobias," I lightly moan being hugged tighter and tighter by the second.
"Beatrice, oh how I've missed you." We begin to break the hug as we remember the abnegation ways, no PDA essentially.
"Tobias, I have something to tell you," I didn't want to jump right in but I begin to fear this may be our only moment alone. "Please sit before I say this, please."
"What is it Beatrice, are you okay?" Tobias says as he begins to sit down.
"Tobias, I'm pregnant," I blurt out trying to get the agony over with. It's like ripping a Band-Aid off; getting it over with was probably best.
"Beatrice, how do you feel? What ever you want to do I will support 100%."
"I want to keep it, and I want you to transfer as you plan. I will follow you when it's my time, two years down the road. I will bring our little child along with when the time comes."
"Beatrice, if that's what you want, that's what we'll do. I love you Beatrice."
"And I love you, my Tobias."
Hi! My name is MaryCate and I haven't done this in a while. I have written and published youtube fanfiction on tumblr more recent than any activity on here. The two fanfictions I have left on this account are abandoned with no intention of returning. They were both discontinued due to mild hate, that I took much more personally at the time. That is all for now, please review and tell me the general direction you want to be seen with this. Just know, I already have a bit more written and a very vital plot point planned ahead. Bye! :)