My Dauntless Love Life
Summary: Eric starts to have growing feelings for Tris and tells her, she feels the same way. Eric is the one to get into the simulation and fight Tris against his will. They manage to catch Jeanine after they wipe the program. After everything, Tris finds out she's pregnant. She was going to tell Eric, but he gets shot.
Chapter One:
Tris's POV
After the practice for the second stage, I decide to go to the training room. I get there and begin to punch the bag senseless. (A/N: I'm changing it a bit, so don't hate) The fear I just saw was terrible. I had to shoot people, not just people but my parents, Caleb, Christina, Will, Uriah, Susan, Robert… But I had someone else holding me at gunpoint, Peter with Drew and Molly behind him watching me as I quiver in fear.
I imagine the punching bag to be Peter, or Molly, or Drew. I punch with strength I didn't realize I had. With every punch, I hear the chain holding the bag jingle. One last power punch, and the chain breaks, sending the bag flying a couple feet away with sand falling out of a whole where I punched.
Letting out a huge breath, I stood in place. I could feel the cold sweat falling across my brow and forehead. I clenched and unclenched my fists again and again.
"Nice job, Stiff." I turn around to see Eric standing with his feet shoulder width apart, his arms crossed over his chest, and a small smirk on his handsome face.
Wait, I thought. Since when did I think him to be handsome. I guess he kinda is.
"Sorry 'bout the bag." I tell him pointing to the bag which now has sand falling out of it life the water in the chasm.
"No worries. We've actually been waiting for someone to break one while training, I didn't expect it to be you." He tells me. "What made you do it?"
"Why do you care?" I ask him curiously. He shrugs and says nothing. "When I practiced through my fears, I saw Peter and his two lackeys. Peter was holding me at gunpoint and told me to shoot people. But these people were my family, my friends, I couldn't do it. So I just pointed the gun to my head and pulled the trigger." I told him, wiping the sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand.
"I'm sorry." He says, surprising me.
"Don't be, it's my fear."
"You're getting stronger, physically and mentally." He comments. I raise an eyebrow at his words.
"Have you been observing me?" He chuckles lightly and walks closer to me, now theres only half a foot of space between us.
"Maybe I have." He answers. I furrow my eyebrows slightly at this.
"May I ask why?"
"Because you somehow caught my eye and made me want to learn more."
Being this close to him, I can't help but look at his lips. I try to imagine kissing them. The piercing looks pretty sexy, I have to admit.
"What else do you want to learn?" I ask him, taking a small step closer to him so our chests were almost touching. For some reason, I felt comfortable with him.
"What are the chances of a girl like you with a guy like me?" He asks in his deep voice that makes me want to jump his bones.
"Well," I start out. "I'm no Erudite, but I'd say there would be a 10% chance she'd say no." I tell him honestly.
I see his gaze lock on my lips then go back to my eyes. I stand on my toes and capture his lips in a warm and passionate kiss. As he puts his hands on my hips, I put mine on the sides of his neck. His lips were soft and the piercing was kinda a turn on. I muster up some courage and run my tongue on his lower lip. He allows it without hesitation.
Our tongues battle for dominance and he soon wins. For now we just let our tongues dance and ravish the feel of each other.
I feel him lift me slightly and I wrap my legs around his waist. He holds me and I feel my back gently touch the wall behind me. He pulls his lips from mine and starts to kiss down from my jaw to my neck. I moan a little at the wonderful feeling of it.
Soon, I guide his lips back to mine. After a few more minutes of making out, we pull apart and rest our foreheads together.
When Eric is near me, I feel safe, loved, wanted, something I don't feel with Four. He's just a friend, I think he likes me.
"I've wanted to do that the minute I saw you on the roof after you jumped off the train." I hear him say. I feel his warm calloused hand touch my cheek and his thumb rub my cheekbone.
"Likewise." I tell him. "I was just afraid that you wouldn't like me back, a Stiff."
"Tris.." He says softly. He said my name!
"Say my name again." I whisper.
"Tris.."
We kiss again and it feels like there are sparks flying. As he lightly bites my lip, I can't help but moan. We pull apart and just relax in each others arms.
Right now we're sitting on the floor up against the wall. His arm was around me, my head on his shoulder, and his free hand held mine.
"What do you think you're gonna do for the final stage?" He asks me.
"If I pass initiation, I'll probably a tattoo artist or patrolling the fence. I don't really care, as long as I get above the line." I tell him. I felt him run his fingers through my hair, it felt kinda nice.
"You're doing fine, you made it past stage one and you're doing great in stage two. I know you'll make it."
"What if I'm not good enough? If I become factionless, I know my parents won't take me back to Abnegation. I don't belong there anymore."
"If you need any help, I'm right here. I'll be there to support you in anyway possible." I look up into his grey eyes and smile as he kisses the top of my head. "I know it's a little sudden Tris, but... I love you."
I felt my heart skip a beat. He loves me, Eric loves me. I could see the truth and love in his eyes. Straddling him, I pull him in for another kiss. This time, I poured my emotions into it. I pulled away with a huge smile, "I love you too."
We left the training room and went to his apartment. But we mostly spent the time going into the room making out.
I love Eric, I truly and deeply love him….
