I sprint to the bathroom and puke in the toilet. Four comes running in after me and pulls back my hair. I slump down next to the toilet. Four rubs my back, soothing me. So far, pregnancy has been rough for me. Visiting day is tomorrow. I need my mom to help me.
I am two weeks pregnant, and I am slightly more bloated than usual, but it's not noticeable.
When the nausea and puking has ended, I go get breakfast with Four. I'm starving.
I pack my plate full of eggs, bacon, toast, and cereal. As I'm walking towards my seat, I hear Peter yell at me.
"Hey, Stiff, don't get too fat or Four will divorce you."
I quickly set my plate down and walk over to Peter.
"Are you the one who's also feeding a child?" I say.
"Stiff, you got a baby in there?" Peter says as he punches my stomach.
I let out a cry of excruciating pain. Four comes running over. I collapse.
"No need to be so dramatic, Stiff," Peter says.
I wriggle in Four's arms through the pain, trying to attack Peter, but it's useless.
Blood starts spilling from me.
"NO!" I scream as I realize what this means. "NO!"
My baby is gone. And I may not be able to have any more.
Everyone is staring at this point. I cry as hard as I've ever cried. Four carried me to the doctor's. We are taken in right away.
All I remember is holding Four's hand.
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Dauntless-Born
FanfictionTris Prior and her soulmate, Tobias "Four" Eaton, are living their dreams in Dauntless. They are doing all Dauntless traditions, surrounded by all their friends. However, an unexpected event will change their lives forever. This is a Divergent fan f...
