How do my friends do it? Two parties on two night! In a row!

The base music is blaring all around us as we dance in a group. Christina is grinding up on Will just like the many people in the party. The drinks are flowing and the atmosphere is pumping just like a party should but I can't release my mind of Eric. I'm having fun, but he is still in the back of my mind. The thought of him sitting in his apartment alone, waiting for me, makes me, sad.

I glance at the clock on the wall and see that it is only half nine. This party started an hour ago and most of my friends are already smashed. I decide that I spent enough time here, so before it gets filled with the smell of sick and sexual by-product's I'm going to leave.

"Four, tell the others I've gone home" I yell over the music to Four. He was the first one I could find.

"You can't go. We haven't had a dance yet." I know he is one his way to one hell of a hangover.

"Maybe next time."

"Come on Tris" he grabs my arm to make me stay.

"I promise, next time" I remove his hand and leave him gulping down his beer.

I walk away from the packed house and make my way through Dauntless. It's quiet as most people were at the party. My black high heels echo as I walk through the pit. A million thought go through my mind and a million feelings come with them.

I reach the back stairs and pull my navy blue dress down. I hate how short it is but it clings to my body and makes me look better than usual. I walk along to Eric's apartment and he opens the door before I could knock.

"Knew you couldn't resist coming" he kisses me passionately.

"I felt sad at the thought of you being all along" I say casually as I wondering into his apartment. I drop my bad by the front door and kick of my heels.

"Make yourself comfortable" Eric chuckles as I go over to the couch; slinging my jacket in his chair.

"I will" I bend one of my legs underneath me and sit down on his couch; my back leaning against the back cushion.

"You look lovely this evening. All for me I hope" Eric sits beside me and hands me a glass full of clear bubbly liquid. "It's wine."

"You trying to get me drunk?"

"No, I was hoping the party did that for me."

"How did you know about the party? I didn't tell you about it" I furrowed my eyebrows briefly.

"I have my ways of checking up on you" he chuckled and sipped his wine. I too took a sip, the fruity flavours tingling my tongue.

"So, are we getting right down to it?" he looked surprised at my statement.

"Well, I'm watching a film, and I kind of want to finish it so…"

"Ok" I said, placing my wine on his coffee table. "Mind if I change, I brought clothes" I came prepared this time. I hated the way the smell of sex clinged to me.

"Go ahead" he smiled. He placed his feet up on the coffee table and turned the TV on. I grabbed the clothes out my bag and changed in his bedroom area. I knew Eric was watching me, and I kind of liked it. I changed out of the dress into a plain crop top. I did bring shorts to wear but for some reason I wanted to tease Eric by just being in basically my underwear. I made my way back to the couch, Eric kindly moved his legs for me to get past.

"Sexy" he growled as I sat on the couch.

"Thanks. What film are you watching?" I asked.

"Just the end of Fast and Furious."

"Oh." I hadn't a clue what he was watching. I don't really watch films, or TV.

Eric seemed happy watching the film. It soon ended; the credits rolling up on the screen. Eric switched the TV off and faced me.

"I know about you and Four by the way."

"What?" I was taken aback. What between me and Four?

"At the party, you and him getting close. I just want to say that if you are sleeping with him as well I want to know. I don't like sharing my play things" his eyes narrowed and the atmosphere changed.

"I'm not sleeping with anyone!" I was getting madder and I stood up; it was a action my anger triggered. "And I'm not your play thing! Why must you still call me that?"

"Because you are" Eric was now stood as well. "And if you aren't sleeping with him, why were you touching him up?"

"When? I never, that's ludicrous. Who told you anyway?" I could feel my body start shaking.

"It doesn't matter who. You aren't denying it."

"Yes I fucking am! I am not sleeping with Four and if I was why would you care? It's not as if you like me that way."

Eric was silent.

"I'm just your fuck buddy. Your play thing remember! So don't get jealous. You want to know why he had his arm on me. I told him I was going home, so I could come see you! He wanted me to stay and dance with him! I could have easily stayed! I wish I had now! I was having fun until now!" I stormed to the front door.

"Where are you going?!" Eric hissed.

"Anywhere away from you!" I screamed and slammed the door behind me.

My whole body shook and I slipped down onto the floor of the corridor. My back against Eric's front door. I held my knees close to my chest. I heard the smashing of something behind the door and Eric's yells. I was still in my underwear with the ridiculously short crop top on. All this to please Eric. What am I, stupid? Anyway why was I so het up with being Eric's play thing? Why was he het up too?

I looked out the massive floor to ceiling window next to me at the end of the corridor. The cityscape bellow. I sighed heavily. I've made such a mess of things. Have done my whole life. Why couldn't I have just kept my head down and been a good little abnegation girl. Why couldn't I have chosen abnegation, why did I have to be different? Why me? What did Eric see in me? I wasn't exactly pretty unlike Christina, Marlene or Shauna. I was exactly thin like them. I was a hot mess. A girl whose emotions run reckless and I don't know how to control them. A girl who is currently say in the corridor in her underwear!

I would have gone home by now if my stuff wasn't inside. Yeah that's the reason my conscious screams at me. I hated it when my conscious kicked in. It's the thing that makes me get into trouble. My conscious told me to look at Eric. It told me to have sex with him. It told me my body needed him. It told me to slap him. It told me to come tonight. You see I'm so over the place, I don't know what is really me and what isn't anymore.

I must have been sat here a while now. I close my eyes for a brief second. Suddenly I hear voices coming down the corridor. I stand up as the voices get closer.

"Miss Prior?" Shit it is Jeanine.

"Hello Ms Mathews, Max."

"Why on earth are you out here in your underwear?" she asks.

"It's complicated" my voice is timid.

"Very well. I'll expect next time I see you to have some more clothes on" she giggled to herself.

"Of course Ms Mathews" I half-heartedly smile.

"Goodbye Miss Prior" Jeanine follows Max into the apartment opposite Eric's. When they close the door I sigh. I turn around and open Eric's door slightly. I pop my head round to see him sat on the couch drinking, whiskey I think. I see pieces of glass scattered on the floor by the wall, by looks of things he chucked my wine glass against the wall when I stormed out.

I silently come in, closing the door behind me, trying not to make a sound. I make my way to the couch and sit next to Eric; his arm welcomes me. He is watching some program on TV, but it's something I can't make head nor tails of. Eric clears his throat.

"I shouldn't have got angry. I'm sorry" he say and it sounds genuine. He still faces the TV though.

"I shouldn't have stormed out, or shouted either" I press my head against his chest; his arm wraps around me tighter.

"I guess that's why I find you attractive."

"What?"

"How fiery you are. How you challenge me, and you're not afraid. It gets lonely when everyone is scared of you" he takes a gulp of his whiskey.

"You don't have to be lonely anymore" I say. I don't even know what it means.

"Thank you" he places a kiss on my forehead.

Sorry no sex in this chapter but this was important to the story. Don't worry next chapter back to usual with Eric and Tris. I will update very soon.