Chapter 2

A/N: Thanks for the reviews! And I know Tris' emotions were kinda haywire (I wrote some on sperate days and it kinda correspons to how I felt that day) and I know that Four beat her up. But, there are verying degrees of bravery. And I saw her just in shock not being able to do anything because it hurt inside to know that someone you thought loved you do that and you just feel like your unable to fight back. But thanks Guest for that review! I'll take it as constructive criticism. And sorry if it sucks at all this is my first Eris story.

Tris POV

The next day

I groan and roll over. I hit the floor instead of another part of the bed. I just groan again.

I roll to my side but it feels odd. I look down at myself and see I'm naked.

I bite my tongue to not shriek. Remembering what happened last night brings the pounding hangover headache.

I get up and dash to my room. I quickly get dressed. As I slink back into the living room I hear a groan from the couch.

I sneak up and see Eric with his hand thrown over his eyes. "Who turned the sun up?" He groans. I keep quiet and go into the kitchen to make some hangover food.

Eric walks in about ten minutes later in his jeans from yesterday. "Why the hell did we drink so much?" He asks. I shrug not really wanting to talk until I process everything.

I can't believe I was unfaithful to the bastard. My emotions have been haywire about this situation ever since it started.

I hate that I act brave and shit but do nothing to stop Four. What kind of Dauntless am I!? "Do you remember anything from last night?" Eric asks breaking me from my stupor.

"Yeah." I say a bit weakly. "Good I'm not the only one then." He says sounding a bit relieved.

"Yep." I choke out quietly. "You okay Tris?" Eric asks coming up beside me. "Yes just trying to process everything." I say. He frowns a bit and nods.

I grab a couple glasses and fill them with water. After that I get a few pain pills. I give a couple to Eric and give him one of the glasses of water.

He thanks me for it and takes the pills. I do the same.

I finish up the breakfast of eggs, bacon, and toast. "Eat up we've got a meeting today at three." I say through a mouthful of food.

Eric rolls his eyes but starts eating the plate I fixed for him. When we're finished Eric goes to his apartment across the hall and does whatever shit he does in the morning.

I hear a knock about twenty minutes later. I open the door to see none other than Eric. (Sarcasm is very strong).

I let him in and we awkwardly sit on the couch where we did that last night.

"We really need to talk about this." I sigh out finally. He nods. "What is this going to do to our friendship?" I ask quietly.

"I have no idea. But is it bad I don't regret last night?" He ask slightly chuckling. "I'm not the only one thinking that then." I say finally looking into his grey eyes.

"Tris," he says a bit cautiously, "I want you to know I'm not good at this feeling shit. But I'll try to lay everything out that I know how I feel right now." He says scowling slightly.

"I know that I've always been attracted to you since you first jumped," that was a little shocking, "and I also know that here lately I've been wanting to umm," he hesitates slightly, "that I want to be more than your friend or even best friend, even though your with Four. I can't control how I feel and that's the thing! It confuses and frustrates me to no end. Especially at first when I was falling for a Stiff." He snaps a bit.

"Eric." I say a bit harshly. "What?" He snaps back. "I feel something for you too! Even though mine didn't start as early as yours. It started happening as soon as I realized I never loved Four in that way and I started hating him for beating me up." I growl at him.

He sits there shocked at my sudden confession. And I'm shocked at myself too. I really need to get my emotions in check. And no I'm not pregnant. I checked.

"What do we do now?" He asks quietly. "I have no idea. I mean I'm still with Four. But, he's an abusive bastard." I sneer the last part.

"Why in the hell don't you just end it then Tris?" Eric asks trying to be gentle but it comes out slightly harsh.

"Because I'm afraid! It may not be very Dauntless of me but I am. He might kill me or hand me over to Jeanine." I say wrapping my arms around myself suddenly feeling cold realizing what he could do.

"Tris. Every Dauntless can be afraid. And that's why you need to fucking break up with him! I don't want to see you dead." He says his voice raising slightly.

His last words shock me to my very core. Eric, Dauntless Leader, ruthless,

cold hearted bastard, cares if I die or not!? I look at the coffee table.

"I thought you've always wanted me dead." I whisper. "Tris." He says sternly. I feel his fingers under my chin and he forces me to look at him.

"I never wanted you dead. I may have made you think that but I never did." He says. His voice still sounds stern.

"As an elder Dauntless Leader I have the power to command you to break up with that bastard you call a boyfriend." He says glaring at me. "I'll try. I'm going to be screwed if he gets angry." I say already knowing it'll be doubble since I didn't drop out. But this time I'm going to try to stop it. That's if I don't freeze.

Eric stands up and pulls something from the waistband of his jeans. He hands me a gun. "Take this. I know you've been saving up credits to get one." He says.

I give him a small smile. "And Tris. I'll wait for you." He says before leaving.

I sigh and bite my lip sinking onto the couch. The pills are starting to wear off a bit. So a dull ache fills my head.

I look at the clock and see it's around noon. I've got about three hours until the meeting.

I decide to go talk to Four. Better now than never.

A few minutes later

I poise my hand to knock on his door. I hesitate. But I muster up my courage to do it.

I've gotta face my demon. He opens it and he already doesn't look very happy. "Come in." He says cooly.

So I enter and cautiously looks around. I finally turn my gaze to him. He has his arms crossed and an eyebrow raised.

"Four we need to talk." I say. "Clearly." He says his eyes darting to my hip where I have the gun hidden. Shit. I should've worn a bit baggier shirt.

I look at him warily. Somethings different but off from his normal behavior lately.

"Congratulations about becoming a Leader. Why didn't you tell me you were in Leadership training?" He asks taking a few steps forward.

I inch my right hand closer to the gun. "Whoa Tris. I'm not going to hurt you." He says holding out his hands submissively.

"How do I know your not? You've done it before!" I say almost shouting. He looks at me like I've grown a second head.

"I would never hurt you Tris." He says defensively. "You already have Four! You've punched, kicked, slapped, and cut me!" I shout finally drawing the gun amd pointing at him.

"I did what!?" He all but shireks. "You did this." I say lifting up my shirt. His blue eyes widen at the cuts. "I did that?" He whispers.

"Yes you did Four. And you've threatened to kill me a few times." I say letting my shirt fall. "I don't remember doing any of it." He says shaking his head.

"I don't care you did it! I never wanted it to end like this. But I don't love you. My love has turned to hate for you. You've beat me over the past ten months. And you say you don't remember any of it?

"And your supposed to turn me over to Jeanine too. Dead or alive. Just another Divergent killed and no longer threatening to anybody. We're over Four. Tell me if you remember a single detail over these past few months at all. I'll be willing to listen." I growl before we cricle eachother. He lets me go without another word.

I tuck the gun into the waist band of my jeans and I aimlessly walk around until I find a hallway that I'm sure has no cameras.

I sink down a wall and sobs start to wrack my body.

I can't believe I ever loved that bastard. And maybe I'm a hypocrite by saying earlier I never loved him like a lover. Maybe I did at some point and don't anymore.

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I don't know how long I sit there but eventually I cry myself out. I look at my watch and see it's already five.

Damnit! I missed the leaders meeting. I just decide to skip dinner and head straight to my apartment.

When I get there I decide to go to bed. I'm physically and emotionally exhausted.

After a while of just laying there I can't seem to fall asleep. I sigh and let my overactive mind wonder. And that's how I fall asleep.

Dream:

"ERIC! ERIC!" I shout out desperately. "TRIS!" I hear him call back.

I'm in a cage. I shake at the bars trying to get out. Suddenly a shadow looms over me.

"Please don't hurt him." I plead with the figure. "Oh I won't. It's you that I want." A familiar voice says. Then he leans down. I see it's Four.

"Please let us go!" I cry out. "Enough!" He shouts. I close my mouth.

Suddenly the dream is transported.

"Tris do you take Four to be you lawfully wedded husband?" Max asks. I see everyone leaning in for my answer even Four. "I-I-I can't." I stutter. Four's faces suddenly turns cold and he pulls out a gun. And shoots me right in the head.

Dream Over:

I wake up screaming and tears pouring down my face. Someone is pounding on my door. I dry my eyes quickly and get up.

I open the door to see Eric. He looks like he'd just been woken up. "You all right Tris?" He asks yawning. "Yeah. It's just a nightmare." I say. He nods and turns to walk across the hall.

"Eric?" I ask timidly. He turns around and hums in response. "Will you stay with me?" I ask. He nods.

We walk back into my apartment. As we settle on the bed I swear I hear him whisper 'Always,' before I drift off into a dreamless sleep.

The Next Morning

I feel someone's arms tighten slightly around me. I turn in their grip and blearily open my eyes.

I'm met by a pair of grey eyes. Smiling a bit I open my eyes wider. "Morning." I say sleepily. "Morning." He replies with a voice ridden with sleep.

He must've woken up a few minutes before I did. "Any more nightmares?" He asks. I shake my head.

"Good." He says smiling a tiny smile. I can't fight the grin that graces my lips.

Later

I head for the cafeteria for lunch. I'm shocked to see all of my friends crowding a very tired looking Four.

I cautiously approach the table. Zeke is the first to spot me. His usual soft eyes harden. "You. Why in the hell would you accuse him of such things, pull a gun on him, then break up with him?" He growls getting closer to me with every sentence.

I was horrified. I could tell no one was on my side by the looks they were giving me. I take a quick look at Four. He was smirking. He had played us. A sudden burst if courage bubbles inside my chest. Now was the moment to expose him for the monster he was.

"You know nothing Zeke. Nothing at all. While I have been suffing silently no one had cared to look close enough to see if I was okay! All of you! I have had only one person who looked close enough to actually see how much I was hurting. And how much I had broken.

"But never once did you press the matter. I was always alone! In my pain, sorrow and suffering. And I'm glad I know who my true friends are. And they certainly aren't you guys," I pause to move around Zeke to get to Four.

"And you. Stay the hell away from me. You may have them fooled but you don't have me. I can show them my scars you left on my stomach the night you raped me. And now I'm not hesitating to tell anyone or show anyone." I growl out quietly to him before walking to the Leaders table.

Vonnie puts an arm around my shoulders. "It's going to be all okay now. I knew what was happening. I couldn't say anything because I needed to keep you safe." She whispers into my ear.

I nod slowly.

All day I feel all my 'friends' galres on my back. But I ignore them the best I can.

Another A/N: I'm cutting it close and short today. I have had a busy week. I totally had a total brain fart about how busy I was this week. But, here is the second chapter! Thanks for the 4 reviews, 14 favs, and 34 follows! New review goal 8 or 10.

Disclaimer: I don't have any pizza.