Christina POV:
I pace around in my dorm room waiting for Tris then my phone starts ringing.
"Hello!?" I shout.
"Christina get to the hospital now!" Mrs. Prior shouts.
"Why?!"
"Just get here."
She hangs up.
I put on my shoes and run out to my car. I drive to hospital.
I run inside the building.
"Tris Prior." I say.
"Who?" The woman behind the desk says.
"Look lady. I know you know who I'm talking. And you know that I know you know who I'm talking about. And you know I need to see my best friend. So tell me what I need to know!" I yell.
She quickly hands me a pass and I nod at her.
I run down the hall where all my friends are waiting.
Mr. Prior walks out the room.
"She's fine."
They sigh relieved.
"She had a miscarriage."
"A what?" All my friends exclaim.
"A miscarriage. We just stitched up her stomach. You can see her in an hour."
He walks back into the room.
I sit against a chair and the group stands in front of me.
"You knew, didn't you?" Shauna asks me softly.
I nod.
"Why didn't you tell us?!" Will asks me.
" We could've--" I cut Peter off.
"Stop yelling at me! Should of, would of, could of! But you can't now!" I say.
They stare at me shocked by my sudden outburst.
I watch them sit down.
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I pace in the front of Tris's room. Mr. Prior and Mrs. Prior walk out.
"She wants to see you Christina?" Ms. Prior says.
I nod and walk into her room.
"They know." She says. "I am a terrible friend."
I rush to her side and hug her.
"You are the best friend a girl could have. It's okay. The baby can be our little secret. We don't have to tell them who he/she belonged. Do whatever feels right." I say.
She hugs me.
Poor Tris. She's really strong.
I sit in a chair next to her bed and fall asleep.