They're Only ➵ Divergent Fanfiction

They're Only ➵ Chapter 17

[Tobias]

I try to make sure that I am the shadow in the Prior's household. It's already bad enough that I'm taking up space and in the way. So, I make sure that I can do everything possible. Today, I went shopping with Caleb and even though he hasn't told me that he's going to be a dad, I tried to ask him what was wrong but he didn't tell me. I guess he's trying to wait for tonight, at dinner. He was more quiet and I was expecting him to tell me all about school and drone on and on, instead he was quiet. It's really getting to him.

Last night, Tris asked me what would I do if she were pregnant and I couldn't even bring that to my mind. I want kids, but it's always that file in the back of my mind telling me that I will be like Marcus. That I will lash out on my kids one day, even Tris, and not know how to control myself because it's a hereditary problem. I want kids badly but I want to be older, and know how to control myself first. Jealousy, envy, and anger.

Now, I sit on the couch, in my best clothes while Caleb paces a hole in the floor. I know why he's so nervous, he wanted to finish school and live a nice life with Susan. But, now everything must be postponed. Right now, Tris and I are in no state for a child. We can't even make it work.

"This is absurd." Tris lets out a sigh before she sits down beside me, laying her head on my chest and I wrap my arm around her. Tris, even though she isn't the one pregnant, it is still a lot on her family. Who know's how Susan's parent's will react, then if they kick her out, where will Susan go? If she stay's here then the only choice I might have is to stay with Zeke and Uriah. Hana always used to keep me, but now that I have a girlfriend, I stay with her. I'm sure she wouldn't mind.

Tris volunteered to help with the expenses of the appointments and I can't allow that to happen, I will give them the money. I don't want the love of my life stressing over finances, I want to be there for her with everything, "Don't worry, we'll help them." I press my lips to her hairline and she sighs and closes her eyes, the doorbell rings and Natalie runs down the steps in an elegant dress and opens the door.

The Black's step inside and Tris and I stand to our feet, "Natalie! You look beautiful!" Mrs. Black smiles and encases Natalie in a long hug, "Thank you for inviting us to dinner." Mrs. Black walks over and squeezes Tris in a hug. 

"Beatrice! You've blossomed into a beautiful young lady," The lady hugs Tris tightly and Tris laughs slightly.

"Mrs. Black, this is my boyfriend, Four." Tris slides her hand over my waist and I go to shake her hand but she pulls me into a tight hug.

"Nice to meet you, Four."

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Susan looks horrible. She looks like she has done nothing but cry for the past week. Instead of her giving off a happy spirit and having the glowing aurora and smiling, but as we sit at the dining table, her spirit is gray and glum. Then, we have this douche bag who sits beside Tris. . . Robert. I'm glad he's sitting beside her because if he were across from us, giving her googly eyes, I would have thrown my fork at him.

"The steak is amazing." Mr. Black cuts the silence and we all start to drone in on the delicious food, "Who did it?"

"I worked on it with my mom." Tris peeps with a smile on her face.

"It's delicious, Bea." Robert gives her a smile and pulls her into a hug, and when I see his hand on Tris shoulder, it takes everything in my will to not grab my knife and stab it into his finger. Robert glared at me when Tris introduced me to him, we would have been on good terms. . . but, when he did that he officially signed himself up for me to be on my defense with him.

Caleb clears his throat and takes a sip of his drink, "Mr. and Mrs. Black, first I would like to thank you for joining us for dinner. But, Susan and I have an announcement," Susan face pales, as well as her mothers—they look identical, "I-um-Susan's pregnant; we're expecting."

Forks fall and a sob is heard throughout the dining room after a few seconds and I don't know if it's Natalie, Mrs. Black, or Susan. Maybe all three, "Dessert?" I question, breaking the tense air, and Tris looks at me with wide eyes.

"I'll help you." She obviously senses the tight tension in the air that threatens to choke us all. The sound of our chairs ring my ears and we both walk into the kitchen. Tris let's out a sigh and wraps her arms around my waist when we hear shouting, "What are we going to do?" Tris shakes her head when the front door slams shut, startling us both.

"This is ludicrous!" I hear Mr. Black shout and I feel Tris' body shake against mines, I peek down at her curiously to see her crying. I wipe the tears from her eyes and press a kiss to her forehead.

"I know you're supposed to think that a baby is a blessing, but, things will never be the same."