Chapter 13
Tris POV
One week later
I bolt awake and feel something lurking in my stomach.
Vomit.
I rush out of bed and run to the bathroom.
I feel it coming.
I kneel beside the toilet and wait.
"Babe?" I hear Four call.
It gushes up and i see it's contents skimming the toilet water.
I hear Four walk in and he pulls my hair away from my face and holds it up.
It waits and i breathe.
"It's okay…." Four comforts me.
Here it comes.
I feel my eyeballs gouge out my brain and Four rubs circles on my back.
I catch my breath.
"You okay now?"
I nod.
He lets go of my hair but twists it back and puts it on my neck.
I grab some toilet paper and wipe my mouth.
I look up in the mirror and i look terrible.
My hair's a big birds nest, my eyes are bloodshot and my face pale.
I look over my shoulder in the mirror and see Tobias looking at me worried with his eyebrow tugged down.
But he looks more anxious than worried.
Like he is worried about something else.
"This is the third time this week. I want you to go to the doctors."
"It's probably just something i ate…" I play dumb.
Ever since Christina told me i could be pregnant i've been trying to tell Four but i just can't bring myself to do it.
I think either he will get his hopes up or leave me because he can't handle it.
We haven't had sex since and we've barely kissed or even hugged.
It's strange it's like he knows i might be pregnant.
"I'm ringing Christina so she can take you." He pressures.
"Four seriously i'm fine. I…I don't doctors prodding my stoma… body!"
Oh shit did i give to much away!
"Tris please."
He uses his I'm-understanding-so-listen-to-me-cause-i'm-your-boyfriend-and-i-love-you look.
"Fine."
"We haven't kissed all week." I tell Christina.
"Have you tried?"
I grab a muffin and a glass of juice of the bench in the dinning hall.
"Yeah but then he goes all stiff and doesn't move."
"So he doesn't kiss you back?"
"He doesn't even move or even breathe."
"That's weird. Do you know why?"
"Nope."
We sit down at the usual table and i look around.
"So where is he now?" She queries.
"Home."
"He's been fine around us so i wonder why?"
"I'm really scared Christina." I burst out.
"Hey,"
She grabs my hand.
"It's okay speak to Four about why he's doing this and it's probably just nothing it will probably blow over."
"Yes but not just that…" I whisper.
"Yeah i know i have to take you to the doctors today so we will probably find out today."
I nod and think.
"Yeah but what about if he doesn't want it!"
"He's an honourable man he wouldn't do that."
"But we talked about it and he said not for another 3 years."
"What else did he say?"
"I asked him when he's ready to be a father and he said when ever i'm ready to be a mother."
"Well are you?"
"No!"
She sighs and takes a bite out of her apple.
"I don't know then, Trissy…I don't know..."
Four POVs
I wake to a bounce on the bed and a sprinting Tris.
Oh no.
Not again.
I know what this is.
"Babe?"
I walk in and see a pale faced Tris leant over the toilet seat waiting.
I grab her loose pieces of hair and hold it up for her.
Here it comes.
I flies out her mouth and streams into the toilet bowl.
"It's okay…"
I rub circles on her back.
She catches her breath.
"You okay now?"
She just nods.
I let go of her hair but twist it back and put it on her neck.
She grabs some toilet paper and wipes her mouth.
She looks up in the mirror and she looks terrible.
Her hair's a big birds nest, her eyes are bloodshot and her face is pale.
She looks over her shoulder in the mirror and i see Tris looking at me worried with her eyebrows tugged down.
But she looks more anxious than worried.
Like she is worried about something else.
"This is the third time this week. I want you to go to the doctors."
"It's probably just something i ate…"
Ever since Zeke told me she could be pregnant i've been trying to tell Tris but i just can't bring myself to do it.
I think either she will get his hopes up or leave me because she can't handle that i don't want kids yet.
We haven't had sex since and we've barely kissed or even hugged.
I just don't want her to feel pressured to keep the baby but i don't want her to get it aborted.
"I'm ringing Christina so she can take you." I pressure.
"Four seriously i'm fine. I…I don't doctors prodding my stoma… body!"
Oh shit does she know!
"Tris please."
I use my caring look.
"Fine."
We have day off of training today so Zeke and I are going to throw a truth or dare party tonight.
"Hey Four i'm going to eat breakfast with Christina now. Do ya wanna come?"
"No that's fine you go ahead."
"Sure?"
I finish tying my shoe laces on the bed.
"Yeah i have party planning with Zeke."
"Okay."
She leans in for a kiss and opens her mouth.
I feel myself go rigid.
I don't want this stemming to anymore sex so i don't 'seal the deal' anymore.
She trys to get me moving but i don't know what to do.
She pulls away and doesn't look at me.
She turns and opens the door.
"Bye..."
She's gone.
I grab the phone off the table dial Zeke's number.
"Sup man."
"Not much." I can't hold back the anxiousness
"Something's wrong. What is it?"
"Tris."
"What about?"
"It's the third time this week she's vomited."
"Shit man, Shit. Is she okay?"
"Yeah but remember you said that's a symptom."
"Yeah, yeah i know. I know. What are you going to do about her?"
"I rang up Christina and she promise she'd take her."
"Well that's okay then so your find out tonight if she's pregnant."
I sigh.
"Yeah."
"Are you nervous about having kids?"
"Yeah."
"How come?"
"I'm scared for Tris. I don't want her to feel chained to me all her life just because i didn't put a fucking condom on. I mean she's only 17. She's still only a kid herself, you know what i mean?"
"Yeah, do you want kids?"
"More than anything. I just think we're to young and what if something goes wrong with our relationship or the baby?"
"Yeah i get it man. Is she ready to have kids?"
"Well i don't know. We talked about and we figured out in like 2-3 years time. I mean we've haven't really been together that long, it's only been a year."
"You guys belong together though. You two are the best couple i seen."
"Thanks Zeke you've really made me feel better. I be over at you house in about a hour i just have to finish a couple of jobs."
"Yeah no probs… alright man…Good luck."
"Thanks."
All i can do now is wait to know if i'll be a father or not.
Sorry for the short chapter but i had to end it there all otherwise it would be a huge chapter. Sorry! Anyway thank you so much for the support! i really, really care about that and would love it if you guy could please keep it up. I need more reviews so i know what's right and what i can scrap. I LOVE ALL THE SUPPORT YOU GUYS GIVE ME! It inspires me to keep writing. i do it for you.
~Olivia Prior
