(NOPE, THERE IS NO OWNING OF DIVERGENT HERE)
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(This chapter was edited and reposted on 6/16/2017)
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CHAPTER One
~Tris~
It's been three years since I went through initiation, and life in dauntless couldn't get any better…well it could if I didn't have to work with the one person that my boyfriend absolutely hates.
I've been working with Eric for a while now, and in my opinion he seems a little different than he use to be. He's almost nicer now...well, sort of. He's still an ass at times, but at least he doesn't call me stiff anymore. Now days, I find that he is a lot easier to be around, than he was during my initiation.
Tobias still cannot stand him, though...and to Eric, those feelings are very mutual.
After I ranked first I chose to be a leader for two reasons and two reasons only. The first reason is because someone needed to fix the problems with initiation. It's too damn brutal…and you get cut if you are ranked below a certain number? Seriously?
Believe it or not Eric actually agreed with me on that, and is now helping me change the training methods for next years initiation class.
Go figure.
The second reason is because I didn't want Peter to take that position, and he would have if I didn't choose it first. That asshole would bring the whole dauntless compound crumbling to the ground around us all if he was given any kind of power over our faction.
It's finally Friday, and after my usual lunch with Christina, I slowly make my way to Max's office for a meeting with him and Eric. It's probably a performance review, or something along those lines.
Who the hell knows?
"Shit." I mutter to myself, because I just remembered that I need to stop by Tobias' to remind him about our dinner date tonight.
He is always forgetting things like that, so I always have to remind him if I want him to actually show up.
We're not living together yet, mainly because I like my own space and every girl needs a sanctuary of their own. Plus I really don't want to rely on Tobias in any aspect of our relationship.
I call it independence, but he calls it stubbornness.
I use my key to get in, because I don't think he's home right now. I just plan to leave him a note on the bed.
As I make my way through the apartment I begin to hear moaning...very loud moaning. What the fuck? I slowly approach the open bedroom door, and what I see has my heart pounding damn near out of my chest.
Lauren is riding Tobias like he's a fucking horse.
I feel heat in my chest and cheeks at the sight of my boyfriend and the faction whore going at it like they can't get enough of each other. All I want to do is kill them both, slowly and painfully. I want to say something to get their attention, or just walk over to them and beat the fuck out of them both, but I don't. I can't make my feet move toward them, and my mouth seems to not be working at the moment. So I just calmly and quietly walk out, like I wasn't even there.
Somehow I find myself in front of Max's office. I don't even remember the walk here, or that I've already knocked on the door, but somehow I did because when I look up I see Eric and Max staring at me. Both men standing there in front of me with concern written all over their faces.
"Tris are you okay?" Max takes a step towards me, but hold my hand up to stop him, and give him a weak nod. "Are you sure?"
"Yes Max, I'm fantastic. Why am I here? What's this meeting about?" I compose myself somehow and find my strength to look him in the eye.
"Oh…uh…well I asked you here to give you first dibs at an extended mission. The only thing is that you'll be gone for a year or longer depending on unknown factors…"
"I'll take it." I interrupting Max loudly, and with a lot of excitement for some reason.
He and Eric both give me disbelieving looks.
"Really? I figured you wouldn't want to leave number boy for too long." Eric eyes me critically. Though, he looks truly interested in why I chose this mission over four.
"I want to get away for a while." I shrug weakly. "This couldn't have come at a better time." I cut my eyes back to Max. "So, who's going with me and where are we going?"
Hey would you look at that. I'm starting to feel a little better, not much, but better none the less. This is exactly what I needed. I need to get away and figure out who I am without Tobias' influence. Find out who I am as a Dauntless leader, not Tobias' girlfriend.
"We're still looking for some…" Max starts to speak before Eric cuts him off.
"I'll be going with you, Tris." Eric smiles at me.
Max has a look of shock on his face as he turns an gapes at Eric. "Seriously? I thought you said…" Max starts to talk again, but he gets cut off by Eric…again.
"We're going to Amity, so that they have extra security. There's been some activity on the other side of the fence that's not Amity, or factionless…we think." He gives Max a look that I can't decipher, so I don't even try. It will only just make my head hurt, and I seriously do not need an Eric induced headache today.
"So you leave today…as a mater of fact you don't have time to do much of anything other than pack your things." Max claps us on the back and Eric and I both nod as we exit Max's office.
"Thank god." I mutter to myself, not realizing that Eric heard me as we walk down the hall.
"What happened, Tris?" He asks me once we are in our office.
Yes we share an office. It is more convenient that way, with him being my partner and physical trainer and all.
"I'll tell you later, so when you make a smart ass comment about it, I'll have an open field to kick your moody ass in." I tell him as I leave our office, after grabbing my things that I will need. "See you at the truck, Eric!" I can still hear Eric laughing as I reach the elevator to the leaders apartments.
After grabbing everything that I need to take with me to Amity, I lock up my apartment and then head down to the garage. When I walk into the garage I see Eric and Max leaning against the truck laughing. What the hell is with Eric today? This is the most I've seen him smile in the whole three years that I've known him.
"Okay, were all set!" Eric informs me as I sling my three bags in the back seat of the truck.
"I gave Eric a card that you both can use to buy anything that you may need." I give Max a small nod, letting him know that I heard him.
"Hey can you give this to Christina, please?" I hand Max the note that I wrote her explaining everything that happened today, and telling her that I will miss her.
"Yeah sure. Do you want me to give or say anything to Four?"
I just snort and jump in the passenger seat of the truck, slamming the door.
I don't have a damn thing to say to that bastard.
I see Eric shrug his shoulders at Max before walking around the truck, then jumps in behind the wheel, still smiling at me.
"Okay, stop it Eric. You're creeping me the fuck out." I tell him causing him to laugh again.
"What? I'm just happy that I'm getting out of the compound. Well, that and the fact that four's pride and joy is leaving him behind by choice." He pause briefly and gives me a sweet smile. "And the fact that you'll be with me at amity for a while. That's not bad either, Tris."
I feel my cheeks burning at his confession, and it's then that I realize that I'm kind of glad Eric is with me as well. I actually really like his company when he's not being rude or mean.
"I'm not that bastards pride and joy, Eric, and I'd rather be with you in Amity than anywhere near him." I tell Eric honestly, causing him to stop laughing.
"What happened, Tris?" He asks in a tone I've never heard come out of his mouth before. He sounds truly concerned for me.
I sigh and run my hands through my hair. "After lunch, I went to Tobias' apartment to remind him that we had a dinner date tonight. When I walked in, I saw him and Lauren naked in his bed." I tell him as I stare out the window, looking at the broken buildings as we pass. "I couldn't do anything, but walk out. There were so many things that I wanted to say to them both, but I just couldn't make my mouth move to say a word to them. I was on auto pilot the whole way to Max's office. Hell, I don't even remember knocking when I got there."
"I'm sorry you had to find out that way Tris. Although, I am glad you finally found out. I've been trying to find a way to tell you for months now, and every plan that I come up with, was always followed with the thought of you shooting the messenger. I didn't want to get shot, Tris." Eric tells me all wide eyed, while shaking his head from side to side slowly.
I begin to laugh…hard, and it feels great..
Once I calm down I lean over the middle console and kiss his cheek softly. "Thank you for that, Eric. I really needed that laugh, and just so you know, I wouldn't have shot you."
"Anytime, Tris. I like making you laugh." He smiles sweetly at me.
"Why are you being so nice to me? Don't get me wrong. I really like this side of you, but…" I stop and smile at him coyly. "You hate me. Remember?"
"I never hated you, Tris." Eric shakes his head. "I hated your choice in losers." He gives me a toothy grin, causing me to smile. "I really can't stand four at all, and I really, really wish I could watch his reaction to you leaving without a word, and that you're with me of all people." He sighs dramatically. "What I would give to see that."
We're both quiet for a while, until Eric breaks the silence. "So you really didn't say, or do anything when you caught them?"
"I don't know...it was like I couldn't do anything but leave. Like I said before, my mouth wouldn't work and I don't really remember walking out, or how I got to Max's office" I shrug. "I just shut down for a while, I guess."
"Tris, if you ever need anyone to talk to, I'm a good listener." Eric rubs my knee softly.
"Okay, you gotta call me Stiff. This is getting too weird, Eric." I laugh at the look that he gives me.
"What?" Eric takes his eyes off the road for a second to look over at me.
"Call me stiff now." I tell him, trying not to smile.
"I thought you didn't like that?" He looks so confused with his head tilted to the side. Damn, he is so cute.
Where the hell did that come from? Cute? Really? What is wrong with me?
"That's not the point, Eric." I laugh. "I want you to call me stiff just this once, because you're acting way out of character."
"Oh…" He chuckles. "How do you know that this isn't the real me…stiff?" We both laugh together and it's still feeling really good to laugh like this.
"Is it?" Damn, I am truly interested in his answer. It would be nice if Eric wasn't a complete dick all the time.
"I guess you'll have to wait see, Tris." He chuckles and pats my knee. "And I really did hate calling you stiff, Tris."
Well guess this won't be as bad as I thought it would be. Maybe Eric and I can get along and have us a nice little vacation on this mission.
An hour later I realize that this mission will be a whole lot more complicated.
"Okay Joanna, I'm a little slow today. Could you repeat that, please?" I ask the Amity leader.
"The two of you will have to share a one bedroom apartment. It's the only one we have left."
"I'll sleep on the couch, Tris." Eric smiles down at me.
"There's not a couch, and the floors are hardwood." Joanna smiles like she's high.
The woman probably is high as fuck right now.
"Eric, if you hog the covers you'll find your ass on the floor, buddy." Eric looks at me like he's shocked that I'm agreeing to this.
"We don't have another choice here, sugar." I smile sweetly at him to let him know that it is really okay. I mean, really? I slept in the bed with Tobias before, and I'm not a virgin.
"Okay, but I like to cuddle." He nudges my shoulder playfully.
"As long as you don't sleep naked, we'll be fine." I laugh nudging him back.
Although, the thought of seeing Eric naked has me kind of wanting to fan myself right now. Damn, is it getting hot out here...Or is it just me?
Eric grins down at me as he leans in and whispers in my ear. "I make no promises, Tris."
Nope...it is definitely just me that's way over heated right now.
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