MUHAHAHA I ended the last chapter with a cliffy! I FEEL EVIL. ALMOST AS EVIL AS VERONICA ROTH.
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Chapter 8: Bent
I sit with my hands folded in my lap on my couch. Tobias and Matthew sit across from me in chairs. I can tell that they are uncomfortable by each other's presence, but I wanted to tell both of them at the same time.
I take a deep breath. "Yesterday the test results came back" I say. They both scoot forward nervously in their chairs. I look at Matthew. "It's yours" I say quietly.
Matthew doesn't say anything for a few seconds. His eyes drift to the floor and he nods. "Okay" he says.
I raise my eyebrows. "That's all you have to say?" I ask.
Matthew shrugs. "There's nothing really more to say" he says. He pushes himself out of the chair. "Goodbye, Tris. Thank you."
My eyes follow him out the door. What does he mean?
I turn back to Tobias.
"So now what?" he says. "Are you going to move in with him so you two could raise this child together? Are you going to fall in love with him all over again? What happens next, Tris?"
He is angry. I can't say I blame him.
"Tobias I never wanted this to happen. You know that. It just happened" I try to say as calmly as possible.
"Nothing just happens, Tris" he snaps. "Did you just assume that having unprotected sex wouldn't lead to possibly getting pregnant?"
"Okay, stop it. This child could've been yours, you know. We did it with no protection too. But even though this is Matthew's baby, I choose you! I'm always going to choose you" I say.
"Are you?" Tobias says harshly. "Do you really?"
My lower lip trembles. "Tobias" I whisper, "how can you say that?"
"How can I say it? Tris, you're carrying a child that belongs to Matthew. Doesn't that make him a part of you?"
Something inside me snaps and I anger course through every inch of my body.
"Get out" I say through gritted teeth.
Tobias is out the door in less than ten seconds.
My hands ball up into fists and sit on the couch. My eyes burn.
No I think. No more crying.
That's when I feel a twisting sensation in my stomach. It's painless, but it surprises me.
I gasp, and put a hand over the bump. I feel it again. The baby is moving. I keep my hand there and the moving continues. After a few seconds, it stops.
Panicked, I slowly take my hand away.
Now there's nothing. But it moved. I felt it.
I lie down on the couch and stare up at the ceiling. A few minutes later, it moves again.
This time instead of panicking, I place both my hands over my stomach and let the gentle sway of my child put me to sleep.
That night, my dream starts off with Tobias standing arm's length away from me. His extends his hands to mine.
"Come on" he whispers, "I have something to show you"
He pulls me into his arms and presses his lips to mine. I kiss him back, and run my fingers through his hair.
That's when I hear a sound behind me. Soft, by high pitched. A crying baby.
I turn around, away from Tobias, and at my feet is an infant wrapped in a pale blue blanket. I kneel down, next to the baby, discovering that he has the same dark blue eyes as Matthew.
"Tobias" I whisper, "We have to help him."
No response. "Tobias?" I look over my shoulder, but Tobias is not there. I push myself up to my feet, and when I do, the baby wails again. "Tobias" I say louder this time. Nothing. "Tobias!" I holler. The baby screams in response.
"Shut up!" I yell at it, guilt hitting me instantly. I can't leave this baby, I know that. But I have to find Tobias.
I call his name over and over again, screaming as loud as I can, but he never answers me back. He is gone.
And I am alone.
I wake up with tears pooled in my eyes. Before I can stop it, a sob bursts from my mouth and I hug my knees to my chest. Now there is nobody to fight off my nightmares. Now I am really alone.
Okay guys, next chapter I post wont be a chapter. Its gonna be a REALLY IMPORTANT authors note. I just want to make some stuff clear