Divergent: Situations to Handle

~Chapter 9~

"What?" I snap, unable to comprehend on what is happening right now.

Pregnant? That is just preposterous, how could I be preg- Eric! I hate him, I hate his filthy stinking guts right now. He got me pregnant!

"You are pregnant, don't get me wrong you are sick but most of the vomiting is coming from you being pregnant. Now, if you would excuse me I have to write your prescription, and get a nurse so we check on how your baby is doing." Dr. Martinez leaves the room and when she does it is instantly crickets.

"How are you pregnant Tris?" Christina asks and I raise my eyebrows turning back to her. "I mean, like who is the father?"

The tone in Christina's voice is concerned, upset, and surprised at the same time making me instantly frown, now I have to tell her the truth instead about me waking up on Uriah's patio.

"I'll tell you later." I mutter as the doors open before Christina could object which makes me breathe a sigh of relief. I don't know how she would take it, the fact that I lied and who is the father. I wouldn't want her spazzing out in the infirmary.

"This is Isabelle, and she will be your nurse. We will just give a quick ultrasound and then she will give you your medicine and some information." Dr. Martinez says with a girl standing by her side. She looks around twenty and has long black hair that has jade color tips, she is taller than me by a couple of inches and her eyes are a beautiful sea green.

"Tris, can I get you to just lay back please." She says as Dr. Martinez drags a cart inside with a screen attached to it, it has a wand and tubes of things on there. It's almost like a computer.

I lay back and Isabelle's cold hands help drag up my shirt to show my abdomen. She gets Christina to cut off the lights and Dr. Martinez clicks something and the screen lights up showing a black background.

I feel something cold being squirted on my stomach making me instantly jump but relax, it was something I was not expecting. I place my arms behind my head to use them as a booster so I can perch my head up to look at the screen.

I see Dr. Martinez type something on the computer and a thumping sound is heard throughout the room making tears instantly form in my eyes. I hear Christina gasp, Dr. Martinez coo, and Isabelle smiles.

"That, is the sound of your baby's heartbeat. It is very strong and healthy, you seem about a month. . . maybe a month and a week." Isabelle says as looking on the screen as Dr. Martinez moves the wand around.

I can't believe that I am going to be a mother and Eric is the father. What would my faction think of me? What will my friends think about me? What would Four think about me? What would my parents and Caleb think about me?

I was so irresponsible. Now, I have to live with the consequence. . . forever.

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"So are you finally going to tell me how in the hell are you suddenly pregnant!" Christina shouts a we walk into my apartment and she slams the door behind her.

"Look! You can't come into my apartment and yell at me because of my mistakes. So, if that's what you are going to do then go ahead and leave. I don't need you adding more on to my plate!" I shout, turning back to her with tears filling in my eyes.

Her face instantly softens and her eyebrows crease together as I wrap my arms around my cold, ridged body. She sighs and sits down on the couch.

"I'm sorry Tris." She genuinely says with a pout. "I guess just hearing that you're best-friend is pregnant is kind of crazy."

"Imagine how I feel." I say with a sigh plopping down on the couch in front of her.

There is a long pause, me staring down at my conjoined hands and Christina rocking back and forth staring at me.

"Well," She starts, feeling me out. "Who is the father?"

I sigh, knowing she won't leave until I tell her who the father is. I know that either way I should start telling people because I am eventually going to grow a belly and I couldn't hide it for long. . . not in Dauntless.

"Christina." I start, looking up at her. "If, I tell you. . . you can't tell anyone, not yet." I say and she nods her head scooting closer to the edge of her seat while I pull my legs up to my chest.

"The father is, Eric." I say and she gasp and stares at me with so many emotion's it's hard to decipher what she is feeling now. I look down at my conjoined hands, not ready to see the shocked face at my best-friend.

"Wh-How?" She says and I sigh as the tears finally announce their arrival and fall down my cheeks.

"At the party." I sob, and she gets up and wraps her arms around me. "At the party, he had took me upstairs to show me less intense alcohols and me being the abnegation, stiff. I took up on his offer and I got drunk, when I woke up I was in his bed."

I cry into her shoulder and for once show my weakness. For once, show how I really feel. I cry for when I left my parents, I cry for when Peter tormented me, I cry for the fact that I am pregnant now.

"He-he raped you?" She says after a while and I shake my head.

"I was drunk, and I guess I was willing to have sex with him. I-I-I don't know." I say and she sighs again pulling me closer.

"I will be there with you Tris, every step of the way. I promise, I won't leave you." She says and for once, I am grateful that I met her on the train when we were leaving the hub after the choosing ceremony. I don't know where I would be If I didn't meet her.

This is not how I expected my life to be here in Dauntless. There are too many situations to handle.