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Chapter 18

Gender disaster

Four's Pov

I move quickly down the halls of Dauntless, trying to push my way through the crowd of Dauntless that have gathered around to watch the latest brawl between Max and Eric. It's an interesting way to sort things out when they can't come to an agreement. Winner gets their way. But I don't give a damn, let them kill each other. Hell, maybe I'll be lucky, and Max will finish Eric off for me. That would take care of a lot of my issues during initiation.

I speed up my pace when I'm finally free from the crowd, knowing for certain that I'll be late to lunch. Tris and I both agreed that today would be a great day to reveal to our friends the gender of our baby. Luckily since Tris is from Abnegation, she doesn't call for anything too drastic… Just a simple gathering with a cake to cut into revealing the color that tells us the gender of our baby. Of course, I had no trouble with that, after all, how can you go wrong when something like cake is involved.

For a moment, I rethink my decision of not inviting Christina. It had nothing to do with Tris of course. She has given me full range on who I wanted at this gender reveal. It's just that things have been harder the past week or so. Enough that I want, no need, some space from her. I feel the envelope in my back pocket filled with separation papers burning a hole in my pants. I have been carrying them around with me for a few days now.

I finally received the separation papers from the lawyer. Per my request, I will be the one to deliver Christina's papers myself. It's not that I'm looking forward to the possibility of crushing her or pleasure out of escaping. I just thought I owed her more than just a stranger surprising her with the papers. I want to talk to her, explain… Make her see my way on why we aren't working out. Not that talking to Christina is easy. I would imagine that there will be a lot of names calling, bad language and more than likely some broken glass all over the apartment. Shit, maybe I should pack first….

My eyebrows crease together when I hear the load and chaotic cheers coming from the cafeteria. Anger spills through me, struggling to surface. I know I'm late, but Tris and I both agreed not to cut the cake until we both were there. I rush in through the doors, not knowing what to expect… How could she?

My eyes nearly pop out of my head when I see the scene before me. Expecting Tris to be the one cutting the cake, perhaps tears running down her face as she finds out if our baby is a boy or a girl… But it's not. In fact, it's nothing like that at all, instead it's Christina standing before the crowd. Not only with the friends that Tris and I wanted to share this moment with, but Chris' friends and coworkers too. What the hell?

"What the hell is going on here?" I roar out, for all to hear me. I glance at Tris who stands to the far-off side of the chaos. Although she hasn't shed a tear, I can see her heart is broken. It's at this moment I can no longer take this shit. Enough is enough.

"Four honey. Look." Christina excitedly screams out. As if she wants me to just walk up to her, full of joy with all that she has done. I can't believe she would do all of this. I take a few steps between her and me; this shit ends now.

I feel the anger boiling inside of me, waking the man up that I once was. My jaw tightens, clenching together as I glance around at the dozens of people. Less than half, which were invited, the rest I imagine was all her. I don't know how she did all of this, but this time she went too fucking far.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing?" I say, keeping my tone threatening but low. Christina looks up at me, shocked by the tone I'm taking with her.

"Honey, I'm doing the gender reveal for our baby." She points out, innocently.

"Our baby? Our?" I ask, letting my voice raise just slightly. I see my tone beginning to shake her to her core. Reminding me of the first day she jumped into Dauntless. She pushed me then, never expecting a reaction out of me. The same reaction I am giving her now… Only I know I won't back down so easily. No, today she crossed the line. "Don't you mean Tris' and my baby?" I ask, pointing the truth out. I make sure the people in the back can hear us… I want to make sure there are no misunderstandings… This is mine and Tris' baby daughter. Christina has nothing to do with her.

"It's our baby. Our unconventional baby." She says, her voice lower than before as she takes a step back. My right-hand cups my chin, giving Christina my hardest stare yet.

"Christina, you have nothing to do with this. This baby will never have anything to do with you." I continue, as I pull the envelope of paperwork from my back pocket. I hand her the envelope without so much of a second thought. "Infact, here…" She glances down, taking the envelope. Her eyes nearly pop out of her head when she sees "Attorney, family law."

"What the hell is this?" She screams out, waving the envelope in the air.

"What do you think it is?" I ask, not giving her a chance to answer. "Fucking, separation papers. I want a divorce. We're done." I answer. Letting the words wash over me for the first time in years, feeling relief crash over me. I hear the gasp from our so-called audience, I don't give a damn. This needs to be done now. "My lawyer wanted to get a court server to serve the papers…But I wanted to be the one to do it." I explain, leaving out the whole reason why I wanted to deliver the papers myself because I wanted to explain. Fuck that. Not after this bullshit she just pulled, this is something that is long overdue.

"A divorce?" She asks, unable to believe my words. "You son of a bitch!" She screams. "After everything I did for you…"

"After everything you did for me?" I interrupted her, not wanting to hear it. "It's the only reason why I stayed with you for so long." I clench my jaw, hoping for some kind of relief from my anger. I glance around us at the growing audience. This isn't how I wanted to hash things out with Christina, this isn't the way to do this. Airing out our dirty laundry for all to see. I have never given a fuck to what others thought about me, but this isn't only about me.

I see from the corner of my eye, Tris hands holding back Maggie, her best friend. The girl that never turned her back on her. I see how red Maggie's face has turned, ready to act like the Dauntless that she is. Especially to protect Tris.

"Why does she always get what she wants?" Chris yells. "She murdered Will, now she took my daughter and husband." She accuses, turning around towards Tris, she glares with accusation after accusation. "Is there anything else you want to take from me? How about my clothes? Or my friends?" Christina gestures to the friends that she invited. I see the pity that they give her. No doubt on whose side they would be on. No matter who was right or wrong.

"Enough!" I yell out. "Enough, Christina. This is over. I suggest you leave now before I make you." I threaten. I watch as her face reddens, her breathing becomes labored as she glances at Tris and then Maggie and then to everything else around us. She screams at the top of her lungs, reaching up to rip down the poster that was hung. She tears it in half, before turning back around and pushing the over large tacky cake off the table and onto the floor. She continues to yell at the top of her lungs, never once stopping to reload a breath. She finally stops dead in her tracks before Tris, her breathing heavy. I step closer ready to pull her back if needed. "I said Enough!"

"You will pay for this, Tris." Christina says her tone blank of emotions. It's then she finally gives up and walks out of the cafeteria as if all the fight in her has vanished from her body.

"That's all folks. The show is over, go home," I say when all eyes turn back to me. I'm left looking at the ruins of this explosion of a mess that she caused. It might not have gone down the way I wanted…But for the first time in what feels like years… I can breathe.

A/N

It's odd the things that you would do for the ones you love, for your kids…Making the choices that so many wouldn't make. Just food for thought.

Revised by: FDFobsessed

Like always, happy reading everyone, be safe and stay healthy,

Trini