Divergent-Survive

Chapter 14

I hear a door open and I manage to look up, it's Ace with Tobias in his arms, who's wrapped in a baby blue blanket, his small fragile head peaks from the blanket, giving me some relief. But not enough to stop my heart from beating louder.

I try to push away all negative thoughts but it doesn't work. Ace could just throw Tobias on the floor to kill him. A lump appears at my throat and I force myself to swallow it; tears stain my cheeks, already dried from earlier. Yet, perhaps new tears will stain my cheeks since at any moment, Ace can easily kill my infant. The baby that I loved since the day I laid my eyes on him. If Tobias dies, I'll live in sorrow and a pain that never can be healed.

That's what my mother told me.

~FLASHBACK~

My mom grips my arm tightly, tight enough to make me look at her blue-grey eyes. The same eyes I have.

"Tris, you have to stay here. Promise me that you will stay here." She tells me, shaking me lightly. I nod, but that doesn't seem good enough for my mom to believe. "Say it." She demands.

I glance at the white tiles of our kitchen. "I promise." I lie, not able to look into her piercing eyes.

"Don't lie to me Beatrice," She states, anger rising in her voice,no..not anger...just a forceful tone, forceful enough to make me look back at her.

"Why do I have to stay here?" I whisper, being a persistent 16 year old. She sighs and tucks a strand of her blond hair behind her ear.

"Because, if you get hurt...if my daughter gets injured. I wouldn't be able to live with myself. Losing your child is far worse then anything else you can imagine." She explains, tears in her eyes. I let her leave, I let her go get a food run. With those monsters, at least Caleb was there. Yet I felt like I should've been there.

~FLASHBACK ENDS~

At age 16, I didn't know she lost a baby while she was pregnant. I never even knew she was pregnant. But, when I was 17, she told me.

It was hard to hear her struggle to tell me, it included sobs, stuttering and pure sorrow.

Everyday I remember my mother in so many ways. Whenever I look at myself in a reflective surface, its as if my mother stares back at me.

I glance back at Ace. He's rocking Tobias, I want to look away but I'm so worried that if I do one wrong move, Tobias dies. So, I stare at Ace, trying to stay in line.

"He's beautiful, looks just like his daddy." Ace muses, smiling, "I wonder how he'll look like in a coffin."

The next thing I see is a flash of silver.

Ace has a knife plunged into Tobias's stomach.

Blood is on the blanket. Blood is on the knife.

I hear my campers scream through the duct tape and I can't acknowledge what just happened.

When Ace throws my infant on the floor, I snap out of my daze. Because my baby's body is facing me, full of blood and he's deadly limp.

I scream through the tape in terror, a new set of tears run down my cheeks. He cant be dead. He can't.

I sob horribly, not able to stop my tears.

He's dead. He's dead.

A pit opens in my stomach and now I know completely what my mother means.

You will never same.

Then, the image disappears somehow.

Or is it just my smudge of hope that my baby is still alive?

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CLIFFHANGER.

I'll update ASAP so you can find out if Tobias is dead or was Tris's mind playing tricks on her?