Torn

This is a story I have on Tumblr and I decided to post here at the request of some of my followers. Come follow me on Tumblr at sparklemichele. Hope you enjoy the story and be warned my version of Eric is not a nice guy so don't be in my inbox complaining about him. You have been warned. :-)

I do not own The Divergent Trilogy.

~Smiles

Michele

You smiled to yourself when you saw where you were listed on the Dauntless rankings board. You were number two. You were two! You wanted to scream from the rooftops but you suppressed your much-needed outburst.

"Don't get to comfortable there Stiff." Kevin whispered angrily in your ear. You looked over at the Dauntless born and did not flinch. He thought he scared you but he just came off comical to you and just to piss him off more your smile widen.

"Bitch!" he hissed at you before he bumped into you hard enough to cause you to stumble back a little but you held your ground and watch Kevin and his minions walk away. He was pissed that he ranked below you at three.

"They giving you a hard time?" You turned to Four who was standing close behind you.

"I'm not scared of them." You told him unconsciously stepping back a little.

"That was not my question." He said stepping closer to you. You wondered why Four made you nervous. He seem to be a nice of enough guy as he gave you combat advice from time to time. As you gazed at his handsome face, you noticed how sad his brown eyes were.

"No they are not giving me a hard time." You lied. You could handle Kevin yourself and did not need a leader butting in making you look like a crybaby. Four looked at you for a long moment as if trying to gage if you were lying to him. You shifted on your feet and looked away from his penetrating gaze.

"Alright then." He said before walking off.

"What was that about?" Your friend Jen asked walking up to you.

"Nothing. He was just wondering if Kevin was giving me a hard time." You told her as you tore your eyes from Four's retreating backside.

"Did you tell him what an ass Kevin has been?"

"No."

"Why not?!"

"Cause I can handle Kevin."

Jen shook her head at you. You were so stubborn and proud. You were definitely in the right faction now. You smiled at your friend who had a worry frown on her face. You pulled on her ponytail.

"I will be fine Jen. Come on lets go get lunch."

You were eating and laughing with your friends when you felt someone staring at you. The feeling caused goosebumps up and down your arms and you quickly turned around to find out who was looking at you. You stifled your gasp when your eyes locked with your other leader Eric. Why was he looking at you? What was up with the Dauntless leaders today? Why did you all of a sudden have their attention? Maybe it was the scoring board. Maybe they were surprised someone from Abnegation could only be a few points from the top. You quickly looked away from Eric. You lost your appetite as you were unnerved by the attention you were receiving. You dropped your fork and stared at you food.

"You don't like the food today?" Charles asked you. You looked at the top ranking initiate and put on a strain smile.

"I will be in the training room if anyone is looking for me." You told whoever was listening at the table. You might as well work on your knife throwing technique since you lost your appetite.

You mumbled at yourself as you were missing the target by what seem like miles. What was wrong with you today? Come on Y/N! Get it together!

"You are holding the knives to tight." You heard a voice rang out from behind you. You quickly turned around dropping a knife in the process. Really? Why was Eric here? Eric walked up to you towering over you. He was intrigued by you since he saw Four speaking to you earlier. He did not pay much attention to you before. It amused him that you were so high in the rankings and the only thought he had of you before he saw the exchange between you and Four was how he was going to knock you down a few levels in rankings.

"Pick up the knife initiate." Eric ordered. You felt his hot gaze on the back of your neck as you bend down and picked up the knife you dropped. Eric walked closer to you and grabbed your hand. What the hell was that? You thought as it felt like a small electrical current shocked through your body. Eric must have felt it too as his eyes darted up to yours and he held your gaze for a few moments before drifting down to your chest and then back to your eyes. You always tried to stay out of Eric's way and not draw attention from him but here he was now glaring at you with his ice blue eyes. You looked away and down at your hand that he was still gripping.

"Hold the knife like this." Eric instructed as he tighten his grip on your hand to show you how tight you needed to hold the knife. You nodded and held the grip.

"Now throw."

Yes! You hit the target!

"Good initiate. Keep practicing."

You threw a couple more and again you hit the target. You turned around to thank Eric for his advice and saw him walking out the door.

You groan inwardly when Eric called you and Kevin to the mat. You were hoping you did not have to fight today but you should have known better. You shuffled to the mat and Four stopped you.

"He is brawn and no brain. He's slow. Be quick and aim for his ribs. He doesn't protect them well."

"Thank you."

"Come on initiate!" You heard Eric bark. You stepped on the mat fully prepared to get your ass handed to you. Kevin smiled at you wickedly.

"Going to knock the shit out of you Stiff!"

You stifled a laugh as you still found him nothing but comical. He tried so hard to be tough and scary and he was not to you. Eric was who you considered tough and scary. You looked over to Eric and felt Kevin's fist connect to your mouth sending you reeling back.

"Come on Y/N!" You heard Jen yell. You gathered your composure, remembered what Four told you and went at Kevin with everything you had in you. He got a few more punches to you before you got the jump on him and knocked him out.

"Yes!" You heard Jen scream. You smiled….now that should make you at number one in the rankings.

"Good initiate." Eric said as you walked past him. "That's it for the day. Someone take Kevin to the infirmary." You looked over at Four who gave you a slight nod in approval. You smiled to yourself as you walked to the dorm. Your bed was calling your name.

Your eyes flew open in the middle of the night. You knew you should not have gone to bed early but you were just so tired. You stared into the dark space above your bed and knew you were not going to go back to sleep so easily. Well you might as well go practice on the punching bags. You grimace as you felt the pain from your lips from Kevin's love tap earlier. You giggled to yourself as you thought of Kevin's stupidity. After today Kevin should think twice about messing with you.

You were deep in your training when you heard loud laughter come from the halls by the training room. The door flew open and in walked Kevin and his minions.

"Well look who it is." Kevin slurred when he saw you at the bags. Great! Just what you needed.

Kevin quickly walked up to you and stood just inches from your face.

"You think you are tough shit…don't you?" You grimaced as you smelled the stench of alcohol on his breath.

"Kevin you are drunk. You need to turn around and walk away." You told him as fiercely as you could.

"Or what Stiff?!" Before you could answer Kevin head butted you and you fell back on the floor dazed.

"I'm about to knock you down a few notches stiff!" Kevin started to unbuckle his pants. "Hold her down!" he ordered his friends.

'No! No!" You shouted as you tried to punch the two guys who grabbed your arms to pin you down. One of them punched you in the face rendering you close to unconsciousness. They took the opportunity and pinned both your arms down. Kevin kneeled down, unzipped your pants, and pulled them down, leaving you in just your underwear.

"You will know who is boss when I am done with you. Guys when I am done you can show her you are boss too."

This could not be happening to you. You seriously underestimated Kevin's hatred for you. You started kicking frantically to prevent Kevin from getting between your legs. You started screaming again and your mouth was covered. You tried to bite at the hand but it pressed harder over your mouth. You looked around trying to figure out a way to get them off of you when you saw a thick arm wrap around Kevin's neck and pulled him back. The guy to your left who was holding your left arm fell unconscious after Four's fist connected to his nose. Your other arm was released when the guy realized two of the Dauntless leaders had come to your rescue. They were screwed. Four walked over to him and punched him dead in the face.

"Are you alright? Here….. sit up." You felt Four lift you up to a sitting position. You jumped when you felt his hand on your legs.

"It's ok." He was trying to pull your pants up.

"Get her out of here!" Eric barked as he stopped punching Kevin and looked over at you and Four. Four helped you stand up and you pulled your pants up trembling. Four lifted you up and cradled you in his arms.

"Close your eyes." He whispered as he carried you out the room. You closed your eyes but you could hear Eric's fist pound into Kevin's face. By the sound of Eric's grunts, he was putting all his strength behind the punches. Kevin deserved every punch that Eric was raining down on him.

"Where are we going?" You asked Four as he headed in the opposite direction of the dorm.

"My apartment. I need to get you stitched up." His apartment?

You looked up at Four and your breath hitched as you gazed in his beautiful brown eyes. He was breathtakingly handsome.

"You can just take me to the infirmary."

"They will be full when Eric is done with Kevin and his friends. I don't want you anywhere near them."

You shook your head in understandment and found your head resting on Four's chest. You never wanted to see Kevin and his goons again. As if reading your thoughts Four told you not to worry as you would never lay eyes on them again.

"I promise." He told you, his voice laced with anger as he thought of what could have happen to you if Eric and him had not heard your screams as they walked past the training room. You looked up at Four again and knew he meant it and at that very moment you realize Four would be there for you and would never let another person lay a finger on you. You rest your head back on his chest and smiled.