Divergent: no war

Chapter 85

Chapter 85:

TRIS POV:

I can feel as my body drops, and slammed into the ground. I hear Andrew shriek at me to get up, but I can't. I know where the pain is blistering from, my stomach. Right where I hold my daughters.

Eventually I black out. My eyes become to heavy to hold and little black specks invade my vision until it's clouded it all out.

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I wake to the feeling of something touching my stomach. They pace a small kiss on it twice and then I hear yelling. Someone is fighting someone until it is totally quiet.

Unlike the other times I've been in the hospital with a coma, I easily open my eyes. I'm meet with bright lights and a nurse.

"Hello." She says while tucking her clipboard to her chest.

I don't say anything back, as I bring my hand up to my face. I rub my eyes quickly and then look at me arms. Needles and IV's are running out of them and I don't like it. I grab all the needles in one hand and yank them out.

"No stop!" She yells grabbing my hand that holds the needles. "You need those."

"I don't need anything." I say ripping my arm away from her.

I look back at my arms, not noticing my belly till now. Its completely flat, as if I never even had a baby in there.

What happened? Why do I not have a gigantic stomach? Did they not make it? Did they both die because of me?

I look to the nurse with panic in my eyes, and she with pity. This can't be good...

"Tris, Emma was forced to be born premature and is now in an environment that is healthy for her progression in development." She explains and I take a deep breath out.

But what about Amber?

"And Amber? Is she there too."

"Tris...Amber...she-she didn't make it. The bullet went right through her, stopping it from going to Emma." She says hesitantly with so much pity I want to puke.

I break down instantly.

She's gone. Ripped from my life. My sweet daughter.

I curl into a ball ripping the remaining wires out if me and bawl into my legs. All I want is the comfort of Tobias and Andrew, though I'm sure Tobias is almost as bad as me.

A million different images flash through my mind of what Amber could have amounted to. Dauntless leader. Mother of her own. A loving wife. A Dauntless born, or transfer. I love her.

The nurse comes to me awkwardly patting my back to comfort me. She's not what I want though.

"Can you please go get Four." I sob and she shakes her head leaving the room.

Ten minutes later Tobias walks in without Andrew. As he gets through the door he runs to me and envelops me in a hug.

We cry into each other. Both at such a venerable state all because of our daughter we will never get the chance to meet.

His fingers run through my hair to calm me. Tobias looks away for a second.

"Tobias, what happened?" I could tell he wasn't just thinking of this.

"Christina gave birth to her kid today. She went into labor right after you dropped her off. She had a little baby boy just an hour before they preformed an emergency c-section on you." He explains.

I can't even think about Chris, even though I really want to. My mind just travels back to Amber. I can't do it anymore. Why all these curve balls life must throw at us? Why does Tobias and I always have to be on the hit list. That girl helping Nathaniel took my daughters life.

Now I need to take hers.