Life during a war
Chapter 12: Traitor
It's Caleb…
"Caleb?" I ask. Tears are pooling in my eyes. He looks at me with sadness on his face.
"Caleb, will the serums be safe for her and the baby? She's pregnant you see, so I need to know." Jeanine says.
"Yeah, I knew she was pregnant so they'll be fine for both her and the baby." Caleb says.
"Okay. Would you like to take Beatrice back to her cell? Or should I get Peter to do it?" Jeanine asks.
"I will." Caleb answers.
I stand up and he grabs my arm, leading me out of the room and down the hallways back to my cell.
"Why? Why are you doing this to me? You're pregnant sister. The only member of your family left. Why?" I ask, tears are now falling down my cheeks.
"Because it's what is right for the city. For the future." He says.
"You're betraying me. You're betraying our parents. You're betraying our old faction. You're betraying your unborn niece or nephew, which won't even live to see the light of day now. Let go of me. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." I cry as I loosen the grip of his hand on my arm and successfully get out of his grasp.
"Beatrice. I have to." He says.
"Why? Why do I have to die? Why does my baby have to die?" I ask, crying.
I feel sick. I lean against the wall and puke onto the floor. Caleb starts rubbing my back.
"Let go of me!" I yell before puking again.
He removes his hand from my back.
"How could you do this? I thought you cared about me and our family." I say when I'm done.
"I'm sorry." He says.
"No, you're not. You're a coward. You're a traitor. And I hate you. You were the only real family I had left and now you're betraying me. You're not my brother any more. You're not my family any more. I hope you go and die in a hole somewhere."
"Tris-"
"I hate you."
"No, you don't."
"Yeah, I do. I can't believe that my brother would do this. I can't believe that my brother, who used to be my best friend is working with Jeanine Matthews, to test on my, and to kill me and my unborn baby. I despise you. I never want to see you again." I say.
"Tris, I love you." He says.
"Then why the hell are you doing this?" I ask.
"Because it's the right thing to do." He says.
"No, it isn't."
"Yes, it is. I'm sorry. But it's for the good of the people in this city."
"Killing your sister and unborn niece or nephew is for the good of the city, is it? Killing the only family you have left is for the good of this city, is it? You are a horrible, horrible person and I hate you. What would mum and dad think of this? I hate you." I say.
I start walking again, back to my cell, still crying. I hear him following me.
"Leave me alone." I say.
"I have to assist you all the way back to your cell." He says.
"Well, I'm not exactly going to escape. I have no idea how to get out of here. So, leave me alone. I know where my cell is." I say.
"I can't leave you until you get back in your cell." He says.
"I don't give a shit." I tell him.
"Well, I do." He replies.
"Yeah, well, I hate you, I'd rather walk back with Peter, who nearly killed me during initiation, and stabbed another initiate in the eye with a butter knife, than I would with you." I tell him.
"I don't care. I'm taking you back to your cell."
"I hope you have a terrible life."
"I'm sorry you and your baby have to die."
"No, you're not."
"Yeah, I am."
"No, you're not."
"Whatever. I knew it should have been that boyfriend of yours, but Jeanine wanted you so I had to go with it."
"So you wanted to kill the father of my baby, who is the love of my life, but now you want to kill me and my baby. I seriously hate you." I'm still crying.
"I love you too."
"No, you don't. If you did you wouldn't be doing this."
"I'm doing what's right."
"No, you're not. There is nothing wrong with being different, there is nothing wrong with being Divergent, you just haven't seen that, yet."
"Shut up."
"I hate you."
"I hate your boyfriend, and your baby."
"What?" I ask; stopping and facing him.
"I hate Tobias for knocking you up when you're only sixteen years old."
"Why, does it get in the way of your plans to kill me? I hate you."
I punch him, hard, square in the jaw. He clutches it the place where I punched him.
"Just take me back to my cell; I don't want to see you."
"Fine." He says.
When I am finally back in my cell I sit in the corner I woke up in and I cry. I cry for what feels like hours. Maybe it was hours. I don't know.
I hate Caleb.
He's a traitor.
I hate him.
I hate him.
I hate him.
Hey Ravens, sorry for the long wait. I am sorry to say that my updates will be coming less often; I start college on September 8th and will be getting ready for it, and then I will be actually going to college. But I will still update, I have a lot that I want to do in this story still. I won't forget about you, I promise.
I will update again as soon as I can.
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