Zeke POV
Four smashed the bathroom door in and I rushed in. My heart stopped, I released sob. She was laying in the tub, her eyes closed and her body limp. "NO NO! TRIS!" I screamed.
A pill bottle was tipped over, the remaining pills sprawled out. She tried to kill her self, using medication.
"Oh god- no! No! What do I do!" I screamed, running to her. "Oh god- j-just- Make her throw them up!" Four shouted, tears streaming down his face.
I rushed into the tub, picking her up. I sunk to the tub floor, holding her to me. I stuck my fingers down her throat harshly, making her gag. The vomit came up, the pills coming back up. I waited for long moments, sobbing as I held her to me. Her eyes slowly fluttered open. She gave a weak cry, tears falling down her face.
"Oh-oh god. Tris," I cried, pulling her close to me, her vomit on the both of us. I pressed my lips to her hair, crying into it.
Four was leaned on the side of the tub, crying.
Uriah busted into the room, "tris! Oh god tris!" He sobbed.
"I called 911" he said.
I was sobbing, holding her to me. She was barely holding onto consciousness, her eyes fluttering open and closed. "Tris- tris," I cried, pulling her close to me as she sat on my lap.
"I want- I wanted to-to die," she mumbled softly.
"No-no, dont say that," Four said, grabbing her face gently.
"Tris- why would you do that?" Uriah cried, tears running down his tan cheeks.
"Hold on love, they're coming," Four mumbled.
"No-I need the pills," she mumbled, reaching over the side of the tub weakly.
I grabbed her arm, locking it against her body using my grip. She started sobbing. "I c-can't .......do this," she sobbed.
The sirens were wailing. "You're okay baby girl," I mumbled.
"I'm sorry," She wailed.
"You'll feel better soon," Four mumbled.
We heard the front door open and Uriah sprinted downstairs. Tris was crying weakly, so was Four, and I couldn't stop my own tears. My baby sister. I wasn't there for her when she needed it. I wasn't enough. It was my fault.
The paramedics sprinted in. "Is she breathing?" One asked immediately.
"Yeah, I made her throw them up," I said, lifting her up and setting her on the board they had for her.
The paramedic pressed his fingers to her neck and felt for a pulse. "Weak pulse, she's fading. She must've taken a pretty big amount of pills, let's go, start compressions," the paramedic said.
It was my fault.
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I paced nervously around the hospital waiting room, my heart pounding. She wasn't doing to good when she left the house. It was my fault. She hurt herself because I wasn't there for her. I heard a deep voice and I turned around, a doctor before me. Four and Uriah jumped to their feet. "Ezekiel Pedrad?"
I gave him a short nod.
"Hi I'm the doctor that treated Beatrice Pedrad. We had to flush her stomach. She still had quite a few pills in her system, you saved her life by having her throw them up. But, I would like to offer you this," he said handing me a pamphlet for a mental health support group.
"She isn't crazy. Not at all. She actually passed the psych evaluation. She's just lonely. And sad. She feels like she has lost everything. She needs you there for her now more then ever," he said gently.
"Okay. Thank you. What room is she in," I asked, giving him a future hand shake.
"2956. We plan to hold her for two days. Just to evaluate her a little further. She's awake. Very out of it though."
I nodded and headed back with Uriah and Four.
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I wasnt supposed to be alive but damn Zeke had to save me. Honestly, I'm happy he did. I don't think I was ready to die. I wanted to escape. I thought it was the only way. My head was pounding now, along with my stomach. I was tired, my body felt tired. I heard the door click open and I turned my head slowly. To my slight happiness, it was Tobias,Ezi . And Uri. Zeke was next to me immediately, kissing my forehead and hugging me. "I'm sorry......" I mumbled.
Uriah gently tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear, gently pressing his hand to my cheek. "Shhhh, it's okay ri," Zeke mumbled.
I felt tears well up in my eyes. "I'm scared," I said quietly.
"I know," Zeke said, his own tears filling his eyes.
"I'm scared of living," I mumbled.
"I won't let anything hurt you," Four said gently.
Tobias gently ran his hand over my leg soothingly. Zeke ran his hand through my hair very gently and Uriah held my hand in his own. "I couldn't- I didn't want to do it anymore," I mumbled.
"We need you. You're our everything ri," Uriah said.
"Don't ever scare me like that again," Zeke said, stroking my hair.
"Tris- this is my fault. I shouldn't have left. This is all my fault. I'm sorry," Tobias said, tears in his eyes.
"I love you........it's not...... you fault," I mumbled.
"I wasn't there for you. I let this happen. I didn't pay enough attention. I-"
I cut Zeke of by grabbing his hand. "I'm okay," I mumbled.
"I know- but if we lost you...... I wouldn't have been able to live," he mumbled, tears in his eyes.
"I'm okay," I repeated, my eyes lazily closing.
Uriah gently pressed his lips to my forehead. "You always say that," he mumbled gently.
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