What if Tris was...?

Chapter nine (Featuring: Kelsey_Writes_AE)

Tris~

I'm so tired. I don't know why, though. I just woke up. Probably because I'm pregnant.

I love my baby, and I would die for it. But I hate the pregnancy part. I feel so bloated. So fat. Even ,though, I'm not even showing a little bit.

But maybe that is because its a mental thing? Because I know I am going to be soon? I don't know. But all I know is I am scared...Scared of how everything is going to work out, the factions are most likely gone... My parents are gone... So, so, so much more stress than I already had.

Which a pregnant women doesn't need. The only thing keeping me okay with being pregnant at sixteen is the fact that Tobias wants the baby...Its a relief; weight off my shoulders. But how are we, the baby, going to survive? We won't be home in Dauntless anymore.... We have no where to go.

What about when its time for the delivery? Will there be a hospital around? Will I have to have a home birth? No. That's not what I want.

"So, Tris, Four is the baby daddy right?" Peter asks me, smirking.

I glare, "No dip." He glares back at me,

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know, maybe you went out with some other guy...Oh wait, no one else likes you." He shrugs, "We're not even sure Four here likes you, maybe he is just using you to get in your pants. I can't see why he -"

"That's enough, Peter. Stop it, or I will throw your butt off." Tobias states.

Peter raises his hands, "Hey man, no need to get moody, I'm just stating the facts."

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