Alive

Ten

Tris's POV

When I wake up my eyes and cheeks are sore from crying. Tobias is sitting next to me, his back leaning against the wall, he's awake and our dead baby is in his hand still. Tears still make their ways down his face as he looks at our son.

Turns out that the reason the babies aren't decaying is because David put a preservative on their bodies to torture me more. And it's working. My other baby is still on the floor in the centre of the room. Dead. My daughter. My first daughter. My second daughter is also dead, god knows where.

I sit up and lean my back against the wall, bringing my knees to my chest as more tears start to line my cheeks.

I need to get out of here. I can't stay here any longer.

Tobias wraps an arm around my shoulders and pulls me into him. I tuck my head into the crook of his neck and cry into him.

"I want to go home." I sob.

"I know. We'll get out of here soon, I promise."

"What if he's told our friends we're dead? They won't come for us."

"Yeah, they will. The last time they told us people were dead, they weren't. They'd know better than to believe them. And the war will be over soon, David's lost too many men. We can then live our lives. Together."

That is when David and Evelyn enter the room with grins on their faces.

"How were the kids? Did they behave for mummy and daddy? Oh, wait, of course they did. They couldn't make a sound because they're dead." David jokes.

"Fuck off, David!" Tobias yells.

"Shh. Mind your language Tobias, there are young ears in the room." Evelyn laughs after saying that.

"Now, let the fun begin." David plunges a needle into my neck and pain takes over me. It's the torture serum again.

I have to get out of this. I have to use my divergence, unlike last time.

Alive

Chapter 10: Escaping again

When I wake up my eyes and cheeks are sore from crying. Tobias is sitting next to me, his back leaning against the wall, he's awake and our dead baby is in his hand still. Tears still make their ways down his face as he looks at our son.

Turns out that the reason the babies aren't decaying is because David put a preservative on their bodies to torture me more. And it's working. My other baby is still on the floor in the centre of the room. Dead. My daughter. My first daughter. My second daughter is also dead, god knows where.

I sit up and lean my back against the wall, bringing my knees to my chest as more tears start to line my cheeks.

I need to get out of here. I can't stay here any longer.

Tobias wraps an arm around my shoulders and pulls me into him. I tuck my head into the crook of his neck and cry into him.

"I want to go home." I sob.

"I know. We'll get out of here soon, I promise."

"What if he's told our friends we're dead? They won't come for us."

"Yeah, they will. The last time they told us people were dead, they weren't. They'd know better than to believe them. And the war will be over soon, David's lost too many men. We can then live our lives. Together."

That is when David and Evelyn enter the room with grins on their faces.

"How were the kids? Did they behave for mummy and daddy? Oh, wait, of course they did. They couldn't make a sound because they're dead." David jokes.