Chapter 13

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Tris' POV

That's when t hits me.

What happened when Peter and I got drunk.

We had sex.

Oh no.

Panic fills me.

Pregnant?

Pregnant?!

PREGNANT?!

HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?!

HOW COULD I LET THIS HAPPEN?!

What is Tobias going to think?

Is he going to leave me?

Is he going to hate me for being so careless?

Tobias' POV

I walk in the house,and see Tris' shoes by the door.

"Tris?" I call out. She emerges from the bathroom holding a little white stick. Tears streaming down her face.

what happened?

I walk over and hold her. She cries into my chest. I rub her back soothingly.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"I'm Pregnant." She says, sobbing.

My eyes widen.

Oh my God.

I did this to her.

I made one of her worst fears EVEN WORSE!

I'm so ashamed of myself.

"I'm so sorry Tris."

"Its okay."

Oh, Tris.

No it's not okay.

"I just… I don't know whose it is"

What?

She doesn't know?

Its mine right?

It has to be

Who else has she been having sex with?

Does she not love me?

My heart breaks, shatters into a million peices, and falls into my stomach.

I pull away from her.

Backing away from her.

I shake my head

"How could you Tris? I gave you everything! I told you all my secrets! I love you! AND THIS IS WHAT I GET IN RETURN?!" I yell. How could she?!

I told her everything.

I let her in!

I gave myself to her and she threw it away like trash!

"No, Tobias, I didn't know it happened. I remembered. When I got home. Peter and me were drunk and…. I guess it just sort of happened."

"JUST SORT OF HAPPENED?! TRIS IT DOESN'T JUST SORT OF HAPPEN!"

This is why I keep feelings to myself.

This is why I don't trust people.

"It's not like I wanted it to happen! Listen, It's either yours or It's Peter's. Now you can't blame me, I was drunk. I didn't know what was happening. If I wouldn't have been drunk I wouldn't have done anything with him!"

She has a point

"How do I know that?"

"Because I love you. I love you Tobias. I would never hurt you on purpose. I would never do that to the person I love."

I nod.

"I love you too." I say as I move back to her and hold her close.

We stay like this for awhile.

I pull back and get down on one knee.

I pull a ring out from my pocket. Its simple, but pretty. Like Tris.

"Will you marry me Beatrice Prior?" I ask.

She looks on the edge of tears, she nods and smiles

"Yes."

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