Author's Note: Alright you guys convinced me, I'm continuing this! It'll be like 20 chapters long and yeah I love all your support! :) review please!
Chapter Eleven: Twiddling Thumbs and Cutting Hair.
(Tris' POV)
I bite on my lip and twiddle with my thumbs, I mean, what else do you do in a doctors waiting room? Tobias is sitting beside me awkwardly, looking away from me most of the time but when he makes quick glances my way, it isn't love that I see in his eyes. I don't even know what it is.
My name is called and he follows me into the small room. A doctor is there and she smiles at us faintly. "Hello I'm Nurse Keller, what seems to be the problem?"
I look at Tobias and think to myself, yeah Four? What actually seems to be the problem.
He takes a deep breath and sighs. "My wife is pregnant and suffering from anorexia and depression," I just look down, not wanting to face him.
The nurse nods and sigh. "I'm going to give you a full check over so we can determine what medication or treatment you'll need. If you could please remove your clothes, leaning your underwear on, then I'll run some small tests,"
I just nod and do what she says. I peel my shirt over my head and I wince when I feel my rib cage feels like it's trying to brake through the skin. I look at Tobias' face which is pale and still. I glance away, and for some reason, I give myself a small smirk.
I unbutton my jeggings and I slip them off as well. I look at myself in the mirror and I try to avert my eyes from myself, but I can't stop staring at my hideous body.
My stomach is bloated and swollen, in a weird, unattractive and surreal way. Mt skin is right upon all my bones and I can easily count my ribs. I look away and to the doctor. I see her facial expressions. She gives me that look that you give a dying baby animal on television. That pity look. I get given the pity look. Pity.
She runs a dozen or so tests and confirms that I'm anorexic and I have severe depression. Yeah sure, tell me what I already know. I'm given a bunch of drugs and I'm put on a meal plan.
Now I have a check up. The nurse gets an ultrasound ready and I lay on the bed, I'm so nervous that I'm shaking. The nurse puts some gel on my stomach and we wait for a picture to come up on the screen. All of us are nervous, even the nurse. Tobias though... He stares at the screen, his hands over his mouth.
The picture comes up and literally I cry with happiness when I see our baby boy on screen. The nurse smiles and exclaims. "Yep the baby seems ok, but his heartbeat is a little weak and the baby is on the small side. You need to stick to the diet and medication... Or you really could loose the baby,"
I bite my lip and just nod. I can't loose another son, I really can't.
We were in Tobias' work van, heading back home. I could feel the awkward silence in the air. I look down at my stomach and rub it occasionally.
Then out of no where, I hear a mere whisper. "I'm sorry,"
I furrow my eyebrows and look up. "No, I am," I sigh.
He rubs the back of his neck and sighs. "No, I really am sorry,"
I sigh and bite my lip. "What do you mean...?"
He breathes out a large breath which neither of us knew he was holding in. "I-I've um... I've had an affair..."
I turn away from him and I stare out the window. Tears fall but I stay silent. I block out what he's saying to me. Him telling me it was only a few kisses. That he stopped it from going further. That he loves me, only me. I don't respond.
When he's finally shut up, I turn back to him. "I trusted you," I whisper. "I trusted you! We're married!" I shriek and I hold up the ring. "Doesn't this mean ANYTHING to you?"
He glances at me then turns away. "Tris, we both know that grief does things to us," He whispers and he rubs his neck again. He's lost weight too. Some of his muscles are going and his skin is tighter on his cheekbones now.
I look at my feet. "I don't care Tobias. I'd never sleep with so-"
"I've never slept with her! She wanted me to but I refused!" He growls. "How dare you think I'd sleep with someone else!"
I grit my teeth and then start crying again.
"Tris... It's over now, it seriously is. I'm begging you... Take me back,"
I sigh and nod. "I'll give you one chance and there's one reason why I am. Only one. Niyah is the reason..." I lean my head back against the seat and I shut my eyes. "You need to see her, help her. I-I don't know what to do,"
"Tris... What do you mean?" He says worriedly and uneasily.
I bite on my lip. "You need to see her,"
He nods unsure and I sigh as we pull up onto our drive.
I head straight into the house and I call up the stairs. "We're home," I say and I point to the stairs. "Go up there,"
(Tobias' POV)
I nod and slowly head up our stairs. I wonder what's so seriously know with Niyah. I bite my lip and knock on the door. I hear a small, naturally slightly slurred voice say. "Come in,"
I open the door and my eyes widen as I stare blankly at Niyah. At least I think it's Niyah, I'm not so sure anymore. I gasp at her and I can't take my eyes off her.
The girls hair is a deep shade of black and her hair is cut messily and all jagged around her timid face. I see fresh cuts over her face and arms. She's skinnier. She's listening to this heavy punk music which I've never even heard of... She's not exactly Niyah anymore...
Author's Note: Hey I've got an original story on wattpad! Please read it! I'm AutumnBlack74 on Wattpad and the link to my profile is on my bio! It's called Crossed and I'd be eternally grateful if you read it!
