Flower Crown ❀ (Divergent)

Union

Five weeks passed after Eric had assisted me in ways the Dauntless would overcome my fears. Like driving the car; instead of jumping out of it, drive on. The mirrors were a little trickier, but he taught me to walk towards the sound rather than break the glass. Then the killing of Eric was just to notice Jeanine faster and knock the gun out of her hands (this fear was many a time failed and I had to watch Eric die in front of my eyes several times- not fun times.). The last fear of the darkness was to reach up, look for and pull the ceiling fans string. All too simple.

Until the nausea came along with it and ruined it. Ruined everything.

Eric demanded that I go to the infirmary but I told him that I was fine. Maybe it was just bad food or the fears and exhaustion getting to me.

Today was the day Peter was taking me on his date. I didn't know if I was looking forward to it or not. He wasn't my favourite guy on the planet and Eric knew that. That's exactly why I was forced into his apartment and made up all nice by him. It was strange  especially since I knew that Eric had a thing for me. I landed up walking out of there with a delicate grey summer dress and some army boots to match it.

Not my ideal date night suit but it would do.

I really tried to keep the nauseous grumbling of my stomach in, for most of the date whereby Peter took me to the dead Carnival and we sat in one of the high carts of the ferris wheel and talked about ourselves and our likes and dislikes. Peter told me that he knew I would never be his, and that he enjoyed speaking to me. I tried to answer back but as soon as I opened mouth a wave of dizziness hit me and I immediately swayed, puking all of the contents of my stomach out the opening on the cart. I groaned at the feeling, not liking it one bit.

"Mia! Are you OK?"

"I'm sorry Peter, I've just been under the weather. Its not you-" another wave of stomach grumbling hit me  and exhaustion set inside my eyelids.

"Not feeling too good." I said woozy.

Peter immediately had me holding onto his back while he raced down the ferris wheel ladder and towards the train which rolled back.

In no time we we're back in the Dauntless compound. I was grateful Eric was in a meeting because Peter had no problems racing towards the infirmary. The nurse immediately dropped what she was doing to attend to me.

"Why is it that my most familiar patient is you Mia?" She asked me, her voice playful.

I tried to smile but she was quicker, and had a bucket to my lips before I could yak it.

"How long has she been like this now?" The nurse asked Peter.

"Well, she's been pasty and sweaty since I picked her up but gradually got worse. She had only a few bread sticks to eat, she refused to eat the fish that was prepared. I'd say about three hours." Peter shrugged sitting in the chair.

The nurse tested my temperature, my ears, my tongue and everything else necessary but said she couldn't find anything drastic. Next she ushered me into the enclosed bathroom and made me pee into an advanced cup that Erudite engineered to find the root of the problem. She then led me back into the consultation room and made me lay down on my back.

I can't tell you how many times I've seen this hospital bed alone. They should just stitch my name onto it and make me pay the monthly rent.

Peter held my hand unsure for a few minutes, speaking useless words of encouragement in my ears. The nurse  lady came back in with the results and a big smile on her face.

"Congratulations honey pie, you're pregnant!"

My whole world stopped. This was not good. Not good at all. Suddenly a whole bucket load of puke piled out of my mouth and I was crying and it was a real mess. The lady handed me a wet cloth to wipe my face off with but all I saw was red and tears and blur. This was a real stick in the gears of my working. I couldn't go at Jeanine pregnant. I was stupid to do that with Eric!
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