Candor Or Dauntless

Chapter 8

Tris P.O.V
I pull out my phone to see if I had any connection. I had none. My phone was useless to me. I had ran, I ran because I was afraid. I had deceived Tobias. I should've let him know!! I only had on my black biker jeans, black Chuck Taylor's, dark navy blue crop top, and my black leather jacket. The leather wasn't helping much, just a barrier between the cold mid-winter air and my pasty pale complexion. I decided to give up on the hopes of being able to use my cell phone as a communication device. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place...literally. I had fallen down a slope but I couldn't remember much. I need to think so I go over to a far corner and sit. I cross my legs and button up my jacket. "Come on Tris, think." I yell to myself. I don't think anyone could hear me I was alone. Then it comes to me. I was running, running to my apartment. Ready to take my things out of the apartment I shared with Tobias, then I heard a clink on the window. I ignored it for a short while then went back to packing my clothes. Black shirts, pants, dresses, then the occasional pink articles for Wednesday's. The clinking got out of control and I lost it. I went over to the window and opened it to see if I could catch a glimpse of whatever or whomever was causing a ruckus. On the outside of the window there's a platform and it looked pretty sturdy so I climbed out and walked around. I was just investigating when a rock flew by my head. I turned to the direction of projectile and walked over to get a closer look. That's where I made a mistake because I tripped and slipped down a steel slope. My skin was exposed to the icy coldness of the metal and its exposure the the wintery air. It felt like I was falling for ages until I hit steady ground and rolled into a cement wall. The place wasn't big, I'd say about a hundred feet wide and twenty feet long. I was literally stuck between a rock and a hard place. I open my eyes and examine the wall its covered in moss. Do you ever get those moments where your sitting somewhere and all of of your memory come back to ya...yeah. I just had a moment.

Flashback-
There's a knock on my door. It's rapid like the beat of a racing heart. I open the door by it only opens a few centimeters because of the old rusted chain holding it back. It's Peter...what could he want. "Petter what the-" I start but he stops me by putting a finger up to his lips. He gives me a signal as to say "please open the door because it's flipping cold out here" so I do. At the time I wasn't sharing an apartment with Tobias so it didn't matter that he had stopped by. I asked him to sit but he denied my friendly gesture. " Okay stiff listen here. I'm gonna make this quick, I need a favor. This is the biggest favor I'm gonna need outta you forever. " he looks at me questionably and I nod my head for him to continue. "I need you to have my child" I open my mouth to speak. "PETER YOU'RE INSANE." I shout at him , "Look Tris, I need a baby. My girlfriend can't produce and she told me she wanted me to ask you. She told me that we would make perfect kids ya see?  I'm all about making Angelica happy. I promise once you have this kid you won't ever hear about this ever again. The kid could know you as aunty Tris. Please. What do you say. We'll even pay ya Tris. We really want this kid." I was shocked, in tears and all I wanted to to was have his baby. We needed to plan first...before I did anything.
<time lapse four weeks>
Peter comes back to my apartment on the set day and time we agreed on. He does the lock with the key I give him and quickly shuts the door behind him. "Tris are you ready?" He asks me, nervous I shake my head and lead him to my bedroom. The bed is made perfectly. Sheets tucked and all, ready for destruction. I strip my button up pajama shirt and the matching shorts and face Peter. "Damn stiff...you look good." I glare at him and he laughs. He rids himself of his skinny jeans and plain black t shirt. He looks amazing but, I would never tell him that. "Peter" I say in a very small voice. He looks at me, his eyes filled with lust. "Be gentle. I've never done..."'it'" before."

He walks to the other side of the bed where I am and, puts his hands on my hips. "I'll be easy, until you say you want more." He licks his dry lips. I wrap my arms around his neck. We both know where this is headed. So I kiss him and we commence.

About three weeks after that I started throwing up. I threw up, and passed out. I got hungry, ate, and then threw up some more. Then I knew it was time to alert Peter. He knew I was pregnant. We had prepared for this. He grabbed the bag I had made weeks in advance and I called my mother. She knew I was pregnant, I had explained it all to her. She was waiting on our apperance. I sent out a group message to each of my friends, letting them know that I will be gone for eleven months spending time with my mother. Everyone thought it had happened so abruptly. No one dared to question me though. Me and Peter got into his car and headed towards my mom's house. She lived on 46th street on Abnegation Drive. We pulled up to the nice colonial and water by one of the marble pillars that connected to the balcony. Peter rang the door for my mother and she came. Once she seen me she looks towards my stomach and welcomed is in. My dad was there, he looked at Peter and waved. Daddy knew what was going on too.

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