Chapter 6

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I lie here not able to move a muscle. The pain in my shoulder hurts so bad but not worse than the stabbing pain in my stomach. I fell on my stomach. I hope the baby is alright. I never did want it but I don't want it to die this way. I was just going to give him or her away to a family that will actually care for it.

The ringing in my ears is constant due to the shots fired. I want to be strong. But the pain is almost unbearable. All I can do is close my eyes and wait for the inevitable as tears slowly streak down my face.

"I found her!" I hear someone yell. I slowly open my eyes to see a large man covered in black aiming his gun at me.

"Are you Princess Beatrice Prior ?" The man asks.

I nod my head before i think about it. He slings his gun over his shoulder and grabs my arm.

"Ah!" I yell as he lifts my body into the air. He holds the arm that i got shot in.

"Take her back to him!" Two men drag me away as a bullet wound is bleeding harshly. I've almost bled out before but being pregnant makes this worse. My head is spinning and I could pass out at any moment.

Somethings shifts in my stomach and I try not to panic. I hope all of this didn't hurt the baby. There's this weird thumping towards the skin.

It's kicking.

This is the first time I've felt it kick. Maybe it kicked before and I didn't notice but I definitely feel it now.

Tears being streaming down my face. What a way to remember it's first kick. Me being dragged away to my possible death.

I don't know or remember when exactly I passed out, but I wake up to a room decorated with silk turquoise sparkle curtains.

There's a large queen size bed with brown sheets and turquoise swirls on it. Why did someone bring me here ?

I turn my body slightly until I feel pain in my upper body. Oh right, I was shot.

"You just had to run away didn't you..."

My head snaps over to a man lounging on the floor on the other side of the room. The sudden jerk of my head sends a shock of pain through my shoulder.

"What are you doing here Peter ?" I groan as I rub my shoulder.

"We woke up to find you gone and Christina had the bright idea that you went to find Tobias. We split up and I found my dad here. Apparently, my old man thought I would want to be a part of this fiasco and when I told him no, he locked me in here 'to think about my actions'."

"Agh!" I groan in pain. It feels like I've been kicked and thrown around. And all in my stomach.

Sweat starts to form along my hairline and I grab the bed post and try to stand, only to fall on my butt.

"Quit being so dramatic Beatrice."

"Oh shut up Peter!" I grit my teeth at him.

The pain continues and tears begin streaming down my face. The baby starts kicking but it's different then before. It's kicking down below and it feels like I could burst at any moment.

"Gosh, you're so dramatic. You act like that thing is coming right now." Peter states while rolling his eyes.

Coming right now...

Oh no no no no no. It can't come right now. I don't know much about being pregnant but I know this baby is not supposed to come out of me this early. I have to fight it. I'm strong. I can win.

The baby kicks me again and I lean my head against the bed worth even more tears falling down my newly stained face.

Oh who am I kidding. I'm weak. Get this thing out of me!

"No you're not."

I look over to Peter through my blurry eyes. Did I should think out loud?

"Whether you want to believe me or not but you are strong. You're the most stubborn person to ever be put on this planet. And yeah, it probably hurts like crazy and you probably just want to shoot yourself but you need to suck it up cause it's not time yet. You're a fighter and so is my baby and I don't want it messed up cause you think you can't handle it." Peter looks at me with stern eyes.

My heart sinks and I look at him in awe. That was sweet. Even for Peter.

"Peter, that was probably the sweetest things that you've said to me since we've met. But you're right. I need to-"

"Plus I don't know how to birth a baby and I don't plan on learning now so you would be on your own anyway." Peter interrupts.

And here I thought hat he was actually being sincere.

And it's not like he's actually birthing this baby. And you would think the father would actually want to help.

Tobias would help me. Tobias would even be pregnant instead of me if he had the choice...

I'm cut out of my thoughts by another kick from this baby that's determined to put me out of my misery.

There's a bang at the door and Peter and I turn our heads to the only way out.

There's another bang and Peter rushes over to help me up. I wince from the pain of being shot and the baby's constant kick.

There's another very loud bang but it sounds like the door has just been unlocked.

Peter grabs a curtain rod and quickly and swiftly rips the curtain off it.

"You need to prepare yourself Beatrice." Peter announces.

If it were people coming to kill us then they would bang down the door. They would just unlock it right?

"I don't think it's those people. It could be Christina coming to help us!" I yell as I run over to the door to unlock it.

"Beatrice stop!" Peter runs over to me but it's too late. I open the door to let Christina in.

Oh, how I wish it was Christina. Oh, how I wish it was my mom. Oh, how I wish it was even Tobias.

I wish it was anyone but who was standing in front of me.

A/N:

Hey guys. It's been months since I've written but I've been so busy with work and school. But I was determined to even publish this chapter before the year was over.

I hope everyone had a great Christmas!

This is probably my last Divergent book. I don't know but I feel like the fandom is kind of dying.

However, I do plan on writing more books. They just won't be a fandom book.

I will finish this book and we still have a ways to go since it's just the 6th chapter 😂.

But thanks for those who stayed and continued being patient with me.

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