Tris POV.
I can't believe it, I'm going to be a mother. I wasn't expecting this at all. I need to get out of this room. I let go of Tobias and leave the room with sweaty hands and my eyes filled with tears, how can Tobias be so calm right now? I go to the dormitory and sit on my bed, which is still pushed next to Tobias' from when we first came to the Bureau. When I realize I'm alone I cry so hard that my chest starts to hurt, I clutch onto it as if trying to make an airway to my lungs. I'm so glad that Caleb already brought people to see me, well and awake again, because I can't bear to be seen by anyone in this state, and just in case I am, I turn my body from the door way so that I'm facing the opposite direction and no one can see me cry. I hear loud footsteps running, and entering the dormitory, I already know it's Tobias.
"Tris!" He says with lots of worry, sitting down beside me on my cot.
"It's going to be okay I promise you, you'll be alright." His voice is so gentle right now trying to calm me, I am still leaning forward holding my chest. I can't talk right now I just keep crying, why did this have to happen to me? I never wanted this I'm only sixteen! My breathes eventually get quicker and I start to hyperventilate, Tobias gets up and runs to another room and comes back with a brown paper bag, and I breathe into it. Tobias is rubbing my back and holding me close which makes me feel better. After a short while I calm down and lean against Tobias.
"I'm not ready for any of this, I can't be a mother." heated tears still stream down my cheeks, my head aching from so much crying.
"You are ready Tris, you're capable of lots of things, you just haven't figured that out yet." He says as he hugs me.
"My mom would be so disappointed." I croak.
"No she wouldn't Tris, she would be proud and happy for you, for us." I am too tired to disagree so I just rest my hand on his arm. He lets go and crouches in front of me and talks to my stomach,
"Hey you in there, whatever you are, boy or girl, me and your mommy love you very much and we will take good care of you, but in the meantime take care of your mom for me when I'm busy alright?" He quietly says. He sits back on the bed and folds me in his arms and kisses my forehead.
"I love you Tris and our baby will be perfect. It'll have your eyes and lips." He says.
"My eyes? It'll have your strength and bravery," I protest. He laughs a little and just hugs me closer.
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