Tris POV:
I run over to Caleb. He's unconscious. "Tris?" A soft voice behind me speaks. I run over to Tobias. "Oh my god Tobias! I'm so sorry." I say. He smiles and kisses me. "Jesus Beatrice! I was freaking unconscious and you are just over here making out with the father of your child?!" Caleb says standing up. Caleb isn't one of those overprotective brothers. He is an abusive brother. It all started when we were little kids in the treehouse our father built.
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"Caleb! Caleb! Come up here!" I shout from the top of the treehouse. He started climbing up the ladder. He was almost at the top. I started shaking the ladder, just for fun. "Beatrice!" He screams as he falls to the ground. "Oh no! Caleb!" I climb quickly down the ladder and run over to him. "Mommy! Daddy! Caleb's hurt!" I scream, still sitting down next to him. He opens his eyes and punches me in the stomach. "Thanks for that Beatrice." He says quietly. My mom and dad quickly run outside. Caleb goes 'unconscious' again. "He's not hurt!! He's fine! He just punched me in the stomach!" I shout defending myself. My mother gasps. "Beatrice Prior! Don't talk about your hurt brother like that! He would never hurt you." She says. I run inside and into my room crying.
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"Tris.. We can hangout some other time..." Tobias says standing up slowly. I shake my head. "No. Let's go somewhere else." I say. Tobias looks up at Caleb, almost like he's asking permission. Tobias walks out the door and I follow him. "Ow.. Tobias. My stomach hurts." I say holding my stomach. It's only been 3 months and I have a baby bump already. "Have you told your parents?" He says and we step into his car. I look down at my feet. I shake my head slightly. "Tris?! Have you told your parents?!" He asks and starts driving. "No, okay? I haven't told them. Have you told yours?" I ask him. He looks over at me. "Tris. My mother is 'dead'" He says, making air quotes when he says dead. "And my dad abuses me, so if I told him do you understand what will happen to me?" Tobias says. I look up at him. "Tobias. I don't particularly want this baby." My eyes start to get watery. "Tris we are going to get through this together. You are going to be a great mom." He reassures me. I smile. "Okay." I say.
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Tobias POV:
We sit down at the restaurant and eat. Tris smiles but I know she's not happy. "Tobias.. I-I need to go to the bathroom." She says and runs to the bathroom. School starts tomorrow and I don't know how she will survive school without everyone knowing she's pregnant. She comes back and wipes her chin. I pay the bill and we drive home. "Tris, I have to go, but I'll see you tomorrow at school." I say as I drop her off at her house.
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Tris POV:
I wake up the next morning and get ready for school. I try on my jeans and they don't fit me. After trying a bunch of things I finally wear black leggings, a grey hoodie and blue converse. I go downstairs and walk to school. "Hey fatty." Lauren says as I get to school. I roll my eyes and walk past her. As I walk down the hall, everyone looks at me, and then my stomach. It's not that big of a bump! Whatever at least I'm graduating this school this year anyways. Peter walks in front of me and punches me in the stomach. I feel blood trickle down my leg. The baby! I run to the bathroom and clean myself up. My doctor calls me. "Hello Beatrice. How's the baby doing?" She says. "Someone punched me in the stomach and I think the baby's hurt!" I say. "Oh no, this isn't good. Come to my office as soon as possible." She says and hangs up. Those words stick in my head for a long time. This isn't good.
