Chapter 20
Tris POV
"I'm pregnant."
"Beatrice?!" A different voice enters the conversation.
He stands there in the hallway.
A shocked Tobias stares back.
Oh shit.
"Dad?" I ask.
"Your pregnant?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Answer the question, Beatrice!" My father shouts.
"Mr. Prior there's no need to shout." Tobias whispers.
"Excuse me?! Your Marcus' son! Tobias!"
My mother gasps.
"YES DAD! I am." I shout.
He gives me a chilling look.
If looks could kill.
"I'm 9 weeks pregnant and i'm also engaged to Tobias."
"17 years old."
My father creeps forward and stares into my eyes.
I feel his breath against my nose.
"If i ever see you again or Tobias i swear, i will make life HELL for both of you and your child."
He whispers it coldly.
I swing my fist at him in the nose and walk to the door.
"It was lovely seeing you Mum."
Tobias runs out and pulls my hand.
We sprint back to the train line and luckily, the train approaches at gaining speed.
We leap in and i land on my feet.
Perfect landing.
I walk backwards to the wall and slide down it.
I burst into tears.
Tobias lands in walks over to me.
"Are you alright?"
"No."
I can't hold it in anymore.
I burst into tears and hug my knees.
Tobias sits down next to me and embraces me.
I hug back.
I feel his chest expand and shrink each time he breathes.
The warm air comes from his nose and lands on the top of my head.
The time flies by so quickly that Tobias says:
"We have to jump now."
I nod and wipe the tears from my cheeks and eyes.
I sprint towards the door and leap into the warm spring air.
I stop before my top half is flung forward.
Tobias settles his hands on my waist to steady me.
"Thanks."
We walk silently back to our apartment.
Tobias unlocks the door and walks to the kitchen.
"Wanna a drink?"
"Water please."
I walk to the couch and stare at the ground.
My own father has dismissed his own daughter, son-in law and unborn grandchild.
I hear footsteps walking to the couch and the cushion deflates.
"Maybe i should get it aborted."
Tobias' head turns to look at me and i look at his face.
It's confused and shocked.
"Tris…"
"No, maybe i should."
I start to consider it.
"Why?… Why would you want to?"
"Because i'm stripping you of your freedom, I'm tying you to me for the rest of your life and I don't think i can do it…"
I begin sobbing.
"Tris. Tris!"
I look at him.
"I love you and the baby. And i choose you over and over again no matter what."
"I can't do it anymore."
I look back down at the ground again.
"Tris, don't i get a say in this. This baby is half me and half you. I want you to keep it. But..."
His voice cracks.
It hurts me to see him in tears, so much.
"But i also still want you… So if you don't want to keep going…"
I look up at him and tears are rolling down his cheeks and fill his eyes.
"It's up to you…" He whispers.
He stands up and walks to the bedroom.
I wipe my eyes and lean back into the couch.
I want to keep going to be a mother and for Tobias to be a father.
Together.
But i also want my own mother and father back.
I am too young.
And i want to be brave for… Him.
But i don't think I've got it in me.
I pick up the phone and start to dial Christina's phone.
The phone beeps and i hear talking.
Tobias.
He must be talking on the bedroom phone.
(Bold is Zeke and normal is Tobias)
"She wants to get rid of it."
"What. Who wants to get rid of what?"
"Tris. Tris wants to abort the baby."
"Shit. Man, I'm so sorry. Why?"
"She said she can't handle it and her father today, just abandoned her from the family."
"That's terrible. Why can't she handle it?"
"Because she thinks she stripping me of my freedom and she tying me to her for the rest of my life"
"And what do you think?"
"Why would i propose to her, why would i stick around."
"Yeah. Do you want the baby?"
"More than anything! I want to be a father more than anything. And i know Tris would be the greatest mother but i want her to be in the baby's life. I don't want the baby to grow up like i did. And being so young what if something happens during childbirth or the baby has defects or something like that. I can't imagine a life without Tris or a baby that can't live to it's full potential."
"I totally agree."
"Anyway, thanks for talking to me and i'll see you later."
"Anytime."
The phone disconnects and white noise replaces it.
I stand up and walk into the bedroom.
I see Tobias head in hands at the end of the bed.
I lean against the door frame, hands by side.
Tobias looks up at me with a sad, disappointed expression.
He looks mentally exhausted, but looks fit and alert on the outside.
"Tobias…"
He cranks his head up a bit more.
Tears silently roll down my cheek.
"I want to keep it." I whisper.
He stands and cautiously walks over to me like i'm holding a gun or threatening to change my mind.
"Thank you."
He embraces me.
I burst into tears.
I whisper to his ear:
"I'm so sorry. I didn't know you wanted it so much and loved me so much."
"Of course."
"I guess i just wanted my own father to love me like you love little grape."
He slightly laughs.
"I miss them already." I mutter.
"We'll be your family now."
"Thank you."
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~Olivia Prior