Chapter 31

28 weeks

"I thought I was over this stage." I groan into the bowl.

"Its probably just something you ate or a one time." Tobias says while he holds my hair back.

"I think its over." I state while beginning to 'attempt' to stand.

"Here." Tobias said as he swoops me up by the armpits.

I flush the vomit filled toilet and walk over to the sink.

"I'll go get you a drink." Tobias says with a smile.

"Thanks."

I wash my face and brush my teeth but have trouble leaning over the sink from my fair sized stomach.

I walk out to Tobias where he stands with a glass of water.

"Water? Really?" I shoot him a look while I take a sip.

"The books said you need to be drinking way more."

I sigh in defeat.

"How far along in the books are you?" I say in surprise knowing that he has actually been reading them.

We walk over to the couch and Tobias gives me a look of confusion.

"You sound surprised?" He queries.

I sit down on the end of the couch with the arm to support my achy back.

Tobias must of noticed my cringe of pain.

"Your back okay?" His eyebrows pinch.

"Hm? Oh yeah." I lie as I rub his hand.

He gives me a stern look and I know I didn't fool him.

"Umm the books, no I'm just, glad." I pause.

"I'm almost finished the third trimester." He states with a hint of proudness in his voice.

"Oh yeah? Well, tell me doc, what am I going to be experiencing this week?" I tease with a cheeky grin.

"More violent mood swings, relentless cravings and a lot more back pain. The babies milestone with big growth." He confidently recites.

I roll my eyes.

"You don't say."

Tobias gestures to turn around.

"Back rub." He says helping me spin around.

"It's getting harder and harder to do normal things now. My stomach always gets in the way." I complain.

He begins to softly pinch in-between my shoulder and neck.

I moan softly as his warm, long hands touch me.

"Yeah I know, only 12 more weeks now."

His hands work down.

"God, I already feel like a beached whale as it is."

"A very beautiful beached whale."

I turn around and plant a kiss on his lips.

"I love you." I whisper.

"I love you more."

He breaks the gaze after a few seconds.

Tobias stands up and grabs the remote for the TV.

"What do you wanna watch?" He asks as he turns it on.

We scroll through the channels until I find something I like.

We start watching a movie about a young girl about the age of me that gets pregnant to her boyfriend.

Tobias lays on the couch and I lay in-between his legs with my head on his chest.

One of his hands rest on my stomach and the other strokes my hair.

The movie progresses and the storyline gets sad.

The father to be leaves the girl because he doesn't want the responsibility.

The girl is all alone with no one by her side.

And of course, I burst into tears.

"Thats so brutal!" I cry out.

Tobias clutches me and rocks me.

"Shhhh it's okay." He tries consoling me.

"No it isn't, thats just-" My body racks with a sob.

I continue crying and thinking about things.

A terrible thought pops into my head and I stand up as smoothly as I can.

By smoothly I mean struggling and looking like a beetle and taking me a minute.

I pace around the room and Tobias looks at me with confusion.

"What are you doing Tris?" he questions as he sits up.

"You're not going to leave me are you?" I quickly blurt out.

Tobias stops in his tracks and shoots me a look of bewilderment before turning compassionate.

He stands up and walks over to the fridge.

"You're over reacting, have a glass of water." He gets out a glass.

What? I'm over reacting? The nerve that boy has…

He turns around with the glass of water.

"Answer my question." I press.

He sighs as he puts the glass down and walks over to me.

"Tris, I don't know how many hormones are racing through your body right now but, your being crazy." He tries reaching from my shoulders but I brush him away.

"No- you can't just-" I stutter.

I let out a huff of anger.

"That's a weak copout!" I shout a little too loud.

"It's not a copout Tris." He begins to smirk.

I really hate you right now

There is a long tense silence.

I clench my jaw together and look up to the ceiling.

My eyes begin to water and I cover my face with my hands.

"Tris," Tobias trails off.

He stutters for words.

I walk back over to the couch and plonk down.

"Tris, I'm not sure if I haven't made myself clear enough but," I hear his slow footsteps as he begins.

I close my eyes and clench a pillow close to me.

"I love you and our children and I wanna be here to watch them grow up."

I change positions due to the pressure on my stomach.

"And I especially want to be here to grow old with you,"

By the volume of his voice, he's right in front of me.

"That's why our wedding is scheduled in a months time." He says calmly but with joy.

A smile breaks on my face and I sit up.

"Really?" The tears have already started to run.

He's on his knees face to face with me.

"Yeah," He beams.

I grab his face and place my lips on his and kiss him softly.

My hand gets caught up in his tangled soft hair.

He stays on his knees before beginning to stand.

I pull myself up with his help.

His hands travel to my love handles.

I pull away slightly and rest my chin on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry." I whisper.

"It's okay."

We stay like this for a while until I feel the urge to pee.

I sigh and slide my body off him.

"What's wrong?" he chuckles.

"Gotta pee." I answer as I walk towards the bathroom.

"Oh." He laughs.

I frown as I look in my underwear.

Blood spots.

It's probably nothing.

I can hear Tobias singing along to a song on the radio.

His footsteps approach the bathroom.

"Everything okay?" He pokes his head in.

"Yup!"

Oh god.

Sorry….

~Olivia Prior