Thanks to the person who reviewed recently, asking for another chapter. I honestly just update this whenever I'm bored, this chapter might not be as sexual as others, but it will probably be more sexual in future chapters. If anyone wants any lemon fanfiction recommendations I have plenty. Anyway, on with the story.
*Controversial topics such as abortions are talked about in this chapter. Don't leave me hate about it!*
I leave that afternoon. Marcus wakes up about an hour later, he knocks on my door but stumbles away a few minutes later, mumbling something about work. I pack my bag, call my friend and speed away from my life, hopefully forever.
"Thanks for picking me up Christina." Christina is the only person who knows about the abuse, she lives in Candor but we met in school and have been friends ever since.
"No problem, it's about time you left that hell-hole. I know an abortion clinic a few blocks away, my sister went a few months back. They don't ask for any personal information, it's in factionless. It'll be ok, you just need to go in, take a pill and leave. No blood, no pain. Just a terminated pregnancy." I let it sink in. My baby, my baby with my father...is going to die. The thought makes me cry, it may be an incest baby, but it's my baby.
"I'm ready." I grab her hand, and we walk in without looking back. An hour later, I'm in tears on Christina's bed, eating a tub of ice cream. It's not because of the drug I was given, it's simply the fact that I killed my baby that I never met.
"Christina, get down here. We need to talk." I hear a mans voice coming from downstairs, deep and rich like black coffee.
"Calm down Eric, I'm with my friend right now. I'll be there in a second." She explains that Eric is her guy best friend, they have a love hate relationship. I wonder what it's like to have a guy friend who doesn't want to rape you every night...Marcus was the closest thing I had to a guy friend, which is sad. I hear the crunch of leather coming up the stairs, stopping outside the door. I look up, everything blurry through my tears.
"What do you want, dip shit? Can't you see I'm busy?" She gestures to me like I'm dying, which I feel like I am. True to her word I feel fine physically, no pain or bleeding, but the mental thing that's happening is to much.
"What's up with her?" She just glares at him, the sight pretty adorable if you know they're best friends. Eric is really handsome, but Christina is lesbian so she probably doesn't care. I dry my tears and act like a new Tris, that quickly. I extend my hand, introduce myself, and crumble when he grabs my hand. He's wearing a regular t-shirt, nice jeans and leather boots, which is weird but whatever. She looks at me, asking me silently if it's ok to tell him, I nod ok, and she tells him.
"She got an abortion." She doesn't tell him the rest thankfully. He raises his eyebrows which have 2 piercings in them. He lets out a whistle, the ones in the movies that say, whoa that sucks. I'm sorry. He scratches his neck awkwardly.
"I'm sorry, that really sucks. Ex boyfriends baby? Or are you still with him?" I shrug, a sign I really don't want to talk about it. He pulls me up by my arms, pulling me in for a hug. I don't punch him, I don't knee him in the groin. I don't flip him. No, I hug him back, I gasp, and melt into his grasp.
"Yeah, he has magical hugs. He hugged me when I first met him, and I never let him go after that." But I'm not listening, because damn, I need to keep this boy. It's not just the hug, it's the little fingers on my back, the little shifting back and forth, the little rubs on my back, and whispers he whispers into my ear. It'll be ok, don't worry. I know what you're going through, you'll be ok. I've got you now. And suddenly, I'm asleep. He lays me on Chris' bed, and I'm out cold. I hear the flutter of a t shirt, and he's gone. Chris cuddles with me that night, not a sexual thing but a friend thing. It's not nearly as good as Eric, but it's better than nothing. For the first time in my life, I feel protected. I feel at home.
I feel safe. For once in my life, I don't want to run. I want to lay in Chris' arms forever, please.
A/N
I had to much fun writing this. I know this is short, and had literally no sex in it at all, but I loved writing it. I might turn it into a real story that isn't gross and sexual, I might now. Who knows. And Eric and Tris? AWWWW! There will probably be a sex scene with both of them, honestly there probably will be in like 2-3 weeks or so. But yeah, if you want recommendations just ask and I'll provide. THIS CHAPTER THOUGH! ERIC IS SO SWEET IN THIS AND I WANT TO DIE. OK, bye.