Divergent University

Chapter 72

Tris's POV:

"Thanks for letting us stay the night," I say to Christina.

"You're my best friend, of course I'd let you stay," she says.

"I'm just looking for an apartment for us," I say.

"Tris, you can't take care of them on your own. And why won't you tell me what happened?"

"It's just five of us!" I exclaim frustrated.

"Five? Tobias is not with you... Who are the other two?"

"A slip up... I meant to say three."

"You're lying."

My face turns pink.

"What are you hiding from me?" she asks.

I bite my lip.

"You're pregnant aren't you?" Christina asks.

I look away.

"And you aren't going to tell Tobias?"

A tear trickles down my face.

"Tris. How many months?" I keep my mouth shut. "Tris."

"Three."

"You have to tell Tobias."

"No."

"No wonder, you're being so irrational."

"You don't understand! I've never seen Tobias get so... so... angry. He was like a demon being awakened with rage. He hit me! You see this cut right here," I say pointing at my face, "he did that!"

"H-he... he wouldn't."

"I thought that." I look at the ground. "I was terrified."

I start sobbing.

Christina pulls me into a hug.

"I know he was just mad but... I'm scared--"

"It's okay.

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Tobias's POV:

Ashton groans as he sits up.

I grab him by the shirt.

"That was exactly what I was talking about," he says. "You hit her. She needs a guy to rely on."

"If you by anywhere near her, the next time I start choking you, I won't stop until you stop breathing."

"Yet you will still be alone. You really think Tris wants to come back to a murderer?"

"Get out," I say shaking with rage.

He smirks and walks out.

I stare at my hands in disgust.

What came over you, Tobias?

I hit Tris.

I didn't even know I was hitting her.

I blacked out.

The last thing I remember is Ashton kissing before it went dark.

I call Will.

"What?" he answers.

"Look, I know you hate me but I didn't... she... she said I was like my father," I say.

"That's no reason to hit her!"

"Please. Let me talk to her," I plead.

"I'll think about it."

Which mean never in a million years...