Jeanine Matthews daughter [Divergent]

Chapter 43: Returning

"Chloe, you can't go back. Have you forgotten all she's done?" Caleb asked. He looked down and bit his lip.

I looked down as rubbed my stomach. "Caleb. I'm sorry. I have to. She deserves to have a life. I know you don't agree but I have to do what's right for our daughter." I say. I really didn't want to do this but I didn't have any other option.

The Next Day:
It's currently 6am and I'm just finishing packing my things. I didn't have much stuff being in factionless but I packed all that I could. I knew this mean't I wouldn't see Caleb for months and that would break me. I couldn't help but feel so torn and conflicted. I finished packing the last of my things and then I looked up to Caleb. I got tears in my eyes.

I walked towards Caleb and hugged him tightly. I couldn't believe this day even had to come. This was one of my worst nightmares and it was finally becoming my reality. I thought I would have lived my whole life with Caleb. I cried softly into his chest. This would be the last time I would hug him for a while. Caleb had tried to talk me out of going back but nothing could. Eventually, I pulled away from Caleb's muscular chest. I sniffled and wiped my eyes. I picked up my things and then I walked towards the entrance of factionless.

I gave one last look to Caleb. He looked at me with sorrow in his eyes. He took my hand and kissed it softly.

"Chloe. Words can't even describe how much I'm going to miss you. I fell in love with you the second I laid my eyes on you and it hasn't changed since. You'll always be the love of my life and even if I'm not with you, I'll always be with you in you're heart." he said. He kissed my head one last time.

I turned around and started to walk out. As I turned to look around what I was leaving, all I could see was a blur through the tears in my eyes. I gathered enough strength to walk out of the compound.

I got onto the train and sat down with t bag. It started to move away from factionless. I took one last look before I couldn't see it anymore. I couldn't help but feel guilty of all I was leaving behind. I was supposed to have a future with him and it was broken because of this.

Once the train stopped, I got off. It was a sight I thought I would never have to live to see again. I gathered myself together and walked towards the prestigious white buildings. Looking up at it made all the horrible memories flood back into my mind. I took one last breath before I walked into the compound. I looked around and saw all the people dressed in blue clothes. All bound by knowledge and logic.

Erudite.

I walked up the ramps to get to the floor that my mother lived on. I knew coming back here wouldn't be easy. I had to walk away from the childhood that I loved but it turned out to be the best choice of my life. I walked to my old apartment and knocked on the door.

The door opened and my mother stood in the doorway.

"Hi." I said simply.

She gave me a strange look. "Chloe? What are you doing here?" she asked a little like she was disgusted. I knew she would be like this. I hadn't seen her since she shot me.

"Mom. Can I please talk to you?" I asked. I really hoped that she would consider it.

She nodded simply and let me in. She closed the door behind me and looked at me. I walked over to the couch and sat down. I set my bag down beside me and waited for her to sit down. She sat down and crossed her legs like she always did when I was younger.

"Mom. I need to put everything that happened in the past, behind us." I said. I explained to her that I was pregnant and why I had chose to come back.

My mother didn't seem to keen on the idea but I told her that I needed this. I looked down and pressed my lips together. I bit my lip. My mother finally agreed to letting me stay. I felt a weight lifted off my shoulders. I really didn't want to stay with her but what other chance did I have.

I hadn't been on the bed terms with her but I knew I had to fix this. I didn't want my daughter growing up having a bad relationship with her grandma and not having a good relationship with her mother. I knew this also mean't I would need to get a job to support myself and my newborn. Jeanine told me that she would help me with those kind of things but I couldn't be sure. I looked down and sighed. I was determined to be the best mother I could be for my child. I would do anything to keep her safe and give her the best life I possibly could.