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CHAPTER 16:

TOBIAS POV:

I left for a run. See you later. I love you ~Tris

Of course she already left, it's already 9 a.m.

Tris has been running every day after work because she thinks she gained some weigh. I didn't see anything but she said Christina did.

Now that I am home again, I spend my mornings at the gym to gain some muscles again. My injured shoulder healed two months again and it has been three months since I can walk again without a crutch.

Sometimes, I catch Tris staring at my shoulder and her eyes fill with tears because she knows I could be dead right now. I couldn't be able to take care of Olaya or fall asleep with Tris in my arms. She often thinks I am sleeping when she thanks me for being here. I just let my eyes closed as she lets a few tears drop. She was as scared as I was but it took a lot of time for me to understand it.

I zip up Olaya's coat. She is ready to go outside. I put on my own jacket and take her hand in mine. I love to go for a walk with her. She often tells me what she did at school but then she is distracted by the nature around us and abruptly stops talking.

I close the front door behind us and begin to walk. Olaya walks next to me, hidden behind her clothes. The weather is still very cold for April and I don't want her to catch a cold. Tris even said she would choke one day but I can't help it if I am so protective.

Olaya takes my hand and I smile down at her. She returns the smile then looks down at her feet.

"What did you do at school yesterday?" I ask her.

"We learn to plant veggies in the garden."

"Really? So you can help me when I'll have to do it!"

She offers a smile, Tris' smile. I take her in my arms as she laughs.

"I can walk daddy. I am a big girl."

"I know you are but you will always be my baby girl."

"I love you daddy."

"I love you too princess."

She lays her head on my shoulder as I continue to walk. I listen to her but she keeps playing with my hair, as her mother she loves them. Tris loves to play with them, I don't even know why.

I sit with her on a bench, still listenning to what she has to tell me. She looks at me with her big eyes, red nose from the cold air and her blond hair falling on her shoulders. She looks so much like her mother, I am always amazed.

"Daddy, I am cold."

"Do you want a hot chocolate?"

"Yay!"

We sit in the coffee shop, each a hot chocolate in hand.

"Where is mommy?"

"She is running. She should be home when we come back."

She carefully drinks her hot chocolate then looks at me with cocoa on her lips.

"Just like her mother." I say.

"What have I done now?" A voice says behind me.

I turn around to look at a breathless Tris.

"Hey honey. What are you doing here?"

"Mommy!"

Olaya moves to hug Tris but she takes a step back.

"Don't touch mommy. She is sweating."

"Well, to answer your question, I ran by the coffee shop and when I looked through the window, I just saw you smiling and laughing with another girl. I got really jealous and wanted to see this girl by myself. And she is beautiful."

Tris kisses our daughter's cheek.

"Well, I am going to go. See you at home and have fun."

She kisses my lips, Olaya's forehead and leaves again.

A few minutes later, I help my daughter to put her coat back on. I take her hand and we leave the coffee shop. When we arrive at home, I take off her coat and she jumps on the couch. Tris gets out of the bathroom in a towel and smile.

"Already home? Did you have fun?"

"Yes, we did. How was you run?"

"It was fine."

I take her in my arm but she tries to get free.

"Tobias, let me go. I have to get dressed."

"Why? I like you like that."

"Yeah yeah, I love you too. Not let me go."

"Fine." I grunt.

I kiss her perfect lips but as I let go, I grab the towel. Unfortunately for me, she noticed.

"Tobias." She warns.

"What?"

"Are you aware that you are really pissing me off right now?"

"Come on, Tris. I am teasing you." I say poking her side.

"If you want to keep your fingers, you better keep them away from my body."

I take a step closer but she frows.

"Tris, what happened? Why are acting like that?"

"I don't know...can you just let me go?"

I drop her waist that I even didn't notice I was holding. She takes a step back then walk to our bedroom. I sit next to Olaya who seems oblivious to what just happened. She just lays against me but keeps watching the TV. I caress her hair slowly but a noise from the bathroom startle me. I turn my head and so does Olaya.

"Stay here." I tell her.

I walk to the door and knock softly.

"Tris? Are you okay?"

"Yeah...I am fine. I-I'm coming."

I hear a noise on the other side of the door then nothing.

"Tris?"

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing?"

I try to turn the doorknob but it's locked.

"Please let me in."

"I am fine Tobias."

"Then open this door!"

"Give me a minute."

I begin to get frustrated by her behaviour.

"Tris! I will break this door if..."

"Daddy?"

I quickly turn around. Olaya is behind me.

"Are you yelling at mommy?"

I kneel in front of her and smile.

"Of course not, princess. Everything is fine, I promise. But I have to talk to mommy. Can you go in your bedroom, please?"

She nods and leaves. I turn back to the bathroom door.

"Tris, it has been a minute...now open this door."

"No!"

"What are you hiding?"

The door bursts open and something hits my face. As fast as it openned, the door is closed. I knock loudly on the door.

"Now, I want an explanation." I yell.

She slowly opens the door. I expect to see her mad at me for something I did, but she just looks at me with a huge smile.

"Wh...why are you smiling?" I ask her, confused.

"Obviously, you didn't look at it!"

She bends down and picks up the thing that hit me. She places it in my hand but closes my fingers around it.

"Tris. I need an explanation. I really don't want to fight with you but you really are beginning to piss me off too."

"Look at it, babe."

"No, no, no... you are not using the 'babe' card."

"Tobias, shut up and look at it."

I take a deep breath to calm down then do what she demands. She looks at me with a big smile but I can reciproque it because it seems I lost the ability to breath.

I stare at the little plus on the white stick. My hands are shaking and Tris puts her hands on mine to steady them.

"We are having a baby?" I whisper.

"Yes, we are."

I wipe a tear on her cheek then pull her to me. I hug her tightly but I can't resit the urge to spin her around. She clings to me with a laugh and I can't let her go, it seems she doesn't want to either because she wraps her legs around me.

We fall on the couch, me on top of her and I kiss her passionately. I hold her right cheek with my hand then I trail kisses to her stomach. I pull up her shirt to face her skin. I caress her stomach, kiss it with sweet words.

"Christina was right." Tris says.

"Yes, she was." I agree with more kisses.

She puts her hand on mine on her stomach.

"Tobias, you're not leaving, right?"

"I am not going anywhere."

She smiles and she seems relieved.

"That's why you didn't open the door? You were scared?"

"Yeah..."

I stare at her slightly swollen stomach and smile.

"You didn't tell me you stopped taking your pill."

"I wanted it to be a surprise. I threw it away about one month and an half ago, maybe two months ago."

"I think we should tell Olaya."

"Are you sure you are ready for the 'where does the baby come from?' talk?"

"Maybe not... but we still have to tell her"

"I know. Come on, let's go."

I pull her up after stealing one more kiss. We walk to Olaya's room when the doorbell rings.

"Go in her room, I think I scared her earlier when I yelled. I'll come later." I say.

One last kiss and I let her go.

My smile immediately disappears when I see who is on the other side of the door.

"What are you doing here?" I spit.

"You are my son and I didn't hear from you in months. I am worried."

She enters without asking and I don't close the door.

"Get out!"

"Tobias, I know you don't want this...So, where is Olaya? I miss her."

"Evelyn, I told you to get out."

"I am your mother, you shall call me mom."

I slam the door behind me.

"I stopped calling you mom the day you decided to break my marriage." I yell.

"Break your marriage." She scoffs. "Your marriage was already broken, you just needed a little help."

"Help? Help? When was the last time I asked you for help? Keep thinking, I don't know neither."

"What do you mean?"

"When I see Tris, I know what a true mother looks like. She wants the best for her child no matter what it costs her. You never did that for me."

"Tobias, don't overreact."

"Do you think this is overreacting? Why did you never go to the police to tell them about Marcus? Why did I have to wait for my sport teacher to notice the bruise on me to be free from his belt? I know why...because you were too focused on yourself to know that your 13-year-old boy nearly died twice."

"That never happened, I would have known."

I loose it at this moment. I grab her arm and lead her to the door.

"You ever come back and I'll make you pay for all I went through because of you."

"You wouldn't dare."

I push her out the door on the porch with force.

"Try me."

I slam the door in front of Evelyn's shocked face. I rest my forehead against the door and close my eyes.

Small arms wrap around me from behind, caressing my stomach.

"Why did you never tell me?" Her voice is low and thick with emotions.

I turn around to face her and she clings to me.

"It wasn't a thing I wanted to be reminded of."

"I love you."

"I love you too. My past stays in the past. Now, you, Olaya and the baby are everything I need."

"Are you sure you're alright?"

"Yes, I am. Come on, we have to talk to Olaya."

Together, we walk to our daughter's bedroom where she is drawing on the ground.

"Olaya?" Tris asks.

The little girl looks up with a frown.

"We would like to talk to you."

"What did I do?"

"You did nothing wrong sweetheart. We just have to tell you something."

Tris sits on the bed next to me as I sit Olaya on my lap. Tris bites her nails but I take her hand to make her stop.

"Do you remember what you asked us when daddy was at the hospital?" Tris asks.

Olaya shakes her head to say no.

"Do you remember what you asked us on daddy's birthday?"

Once again she shakes her head.

"Do you remember what you asked me yesterday?"

She looks like she is thinking and I almost laugh out loud at her face. She is so cute without even trying to be, just like her mother.

"Can I have a brother?" She asks quietly.

"Mommy and daddy discussed a lot about it. Are you sure you are ready to be a sister?"

She nods her head, so fast that I am afraid her head will fall off her neck.

"Well, we think you are too. And you are going to be a sister."

"Really?"

I kiss her forehead with a smile.

"Yes. Are you happy?"

"Yay! Where is it?"

"It is in mommy's tummy. It will grow in there. Don't you remember Aunt Shauna's tummy?"

"Yes! It was big like this!"

She opens her arms as if she wanted to hug me.

"Not like that but it was big. The baby was in her tummy too."

"But who put it here?" She asks while pointing my stomach.

"Daddy did. He gave me a seed that will grow into a baby and I keep it here so it's safe."

I try not to laugh but that's what we agreed to tell her if she ever asks this question.

"Daddy gave it to Aunt Shauna too?"

Tris bites her lower lip to not laugh and I find myself doing the same thing.

"No, Uncle Zeke gave it to Aunt Shauna and daddy gave it to me."

"Give me your hand." I say.

I grab her little fingers and put them on her mother's stomach. She caresses it slowly but then frowns. I see she pushes on it more.

"Where is it?"

"You can't feel it now. It's still too small."

"But..."

"Don't worry, you'll feel it soon enough."

"When can I see it?"

"We don't know, in maybe 8 months."

"Okay." She says with a sigh as if she was bored but I know she isn't.

She does that when she doesn't want to wait but still have to. Tris does the same thing. I am still amazed of her similitaries with Tris.

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"We don't know."

"Well, I want a boy."

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