Life after Loss

Chapter 37: Natalie and Andrew

Natalie's POV:

I put a bullet through his head. David's. He's gone now. He can't make me hurt my children anymore. He can't hurt anyone anymore.

Andrew and I are making our way back to Chicago. Andrew's driving the truck we're in. I just sit there, hoping our children are okay. Our grandchild. I hope we can make things right with Tris, and Caleb, and Ellie. I just want my children back so bad. I've wanted Tris back since she was five and we lost her because of David. But now, hopefully we can get her back.

And we have a granddaughter. Maybe this can be our fresh start. That little girl might just bring us together. As a family.

…

We arrive at Dauntless and hurry to the infirmary, where we know they'll be. We get to the infirmary and Zeke, I think his name is, stops us.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"To see our daughter." Andrew answers.

"Only Tobias has been allowed in there. We haven't been told anything. And what makes you think she'd want to see you after everything you've put her through."

"It wasn't our fault, it was David's, but he's gone now. I killed him."

"That doesn't change anything. You hurt her. She's scared of you. You hurt us as well and made her watch. So I suggest you leave."

"She's our daughter, we can see her if we want!" Andrew yells.

"She's my sister and I'm not going to let you upset her again."

"We won't. We promise. Just please let us see her."

"Fine, but if you upset her one more time, I swear to god, I'll hunt you down and hurt you until you really are dead."

I just nod and we ask the nurse where our daughter is. She looks at us sympathetically and I wonder why but we find her room before I can even question it.

When we enter I see Tris wrapped in Tobias' arms, they're both crying so hard it makes me want to cry.

But when she sees us her face contorts into fear, and anger, and hatred. Three things I never want to see on her face, especially when directed at me or Andrew.

"You…" she pulls the wires out of her arms and lunges at us but she doesn't get far because Tobias pulls her back gently and sets her on the bed. "You killed her. You killed our daughter. I hate you. I hate you more than anything. You're not my parents. You never were. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you."

That's when my tears fall.

We killed our own granddaughter. Because of David. But we still killed her. It was us.

"Get out!" Tris yells.

So we do. We leave and plan on never coming back. In fact, we leave the city again, and decide to make a home for ourselves in another city. Because, my god, that was painful.

We just lost our children forever.

What have we done?

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Tris' POV:

I can't believe they had the nerve to show up after everything they did. They killed our daughter. They killed her.

The nurse is attaching the wires and things back to my arm.

I have to admit that I wanted to kill them. I want them dead.

But it's too late now. Hopefully they're out of my life for good. Hopefully I won't ever have to see them again.

But knowing my luck I will have to.

"Can I check your scar? To see if it ripped or anything?" I nod to the nurse and she lifts up my gown, making sure my legs are covered with the blanket. She peels off the large-ish, white plaster that covers my lower abdomen. And I see the scar that will forever remind me of the child I lost. The child we lost. But also of the miracle that is our son.

The scar is fine, though. She puts some cream on it and re-plasters it.

Then she leaves the room.

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Zeke's POV:

All of us are still sitting in the waiting room, waiting for someone to come out with some news on Tris and the baby. And when her nurse walks out again I have had enough of the silence and I go over to her.

"Look, we've been waiting for like a whole day on news about our friend and her child. Can you please tell us what's going on?" I ask.

She gives me a sympathetic look and nods.

I lead her over to where we are all sitting and take my seat next to Shauna, who is holding our son.

And when she tells us, everything, we're all crying.

They lost their daughter, but they have a son now.

I can't even imagine how they're feeling right now. What they're going through.

I feel so guilty for letting Natalie and Andrew in now, but by the way they rush out I can tell that we're not going to be seeing them anytime soon. I hope so anyway.

"I suggest you guys give them some space and time. Maybe go home and get some rest. Come back tomorrow. But it's going to take them a while to heal. So don't try to rush them or anything. Okay?"

We all nod. And we all head home.

The whole night Shauna and I spend with our son, protecting him from the bad things in this world, we even let him sleep with us. None of us could imagine losing him, but our friends lost one of their children. They only child they knew about.

I just hope their son is okay.

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