A/N: So sorry I couldn't update sooner, I promise you guys I have been using every ounce of my free time trying to write this story, I have just been SO busy. Sundays are a good day for me to sit down and write so if I ever update it will probably be on a Sunday. I am going to shoot for once a week but I'm not making any promises because I honestly do not know what my week will be like. This chapter is not the best chapter in my opinion but I figured it's something hopefully next time I can give you guys something better. Also, I am using the movie-version of capture the flag (neuro-stem darts) because honestly they are way more bad ass than paint-balls. If you guys would like to leave a comment on what you would like to happen or what you think is going to happen that would be great. Thank you guys so much for the support! -Ellie
Chapter 7
My eyes flutter open and I look around the unfamiliar room. Eric is sprawled out across the couch with his leg hanging off. My body aches and I remember everything that happened last night. I slowly get up from the bed, not making a sound, and stand in front of the mirror. I pull up the long shirt and turn around. Deep cuts that have started to scab over are ingrained into my thighs. I touch the irritated skin around the cuts and wince at the sting. I want to get out of these clothes but I left my clothes in Uriah's apartment. I tip toe over to the door and check to see that Eric is still sleeping. Maybe I can sneak out of here without him noticing. I crack the door open and immediately close it due to the footsteps and voices I hear in the hallway. Shit.
I take a deep breath and begin to open the door again when I hear Eric's voice "What are you doing?" I turn around slowly to find Eric sitting up on his elbows.
"I uh forgot my clothes in Uriah's apartment" I tug at the hem of the t-shirt starting to feel self-conscious.
"Oh, I have some shorts you can borrow." He gets up from the couch and walks over to his dresser. "Here" Eric hands me a pair of black athletic shorts.
"Thank you" I put on the shorts and tighten the drawstring. "But I need to get my clothes eventually" I put my hand on the door handle and start to open the door.
"Let me go. You shouldn't go back there." He is already out the door before I can say no.
Eric's POV
I knock on pretty boy's door three times before I decide to let myself in. Uriah is sound asleep in his bed. He stirs and slowly opens his eyes. "What the fuck are you doing here?" He tries to sound intimidating but his grogginess drowns out any fearful aspect of his voice.
"I'm getting your fucking girlfriend's clothes! You fucking prick, do you realize how much fucking damage you did to her! How could a normal human being do that to another human being?" I feel my fist clench and my nails dig into the skin of my palm. I swear to god I am going to hit him. He rolls his eyes and lets his head fall back onto the pillow.
"She got what she deserved." That's when I lost it. I start wailing on him and don't stop until I see red. I step back and grab the small bag of clothes in the corner of the room. "I saw you two, you asshole! I should be the one beating you up!" He holds his nose in attempt to stop the bleeding.
"I fucking kissed her, that's it, you stupid bastard." I start to walk toward the door and catch a glimpse of Uriah's guilt seeping through his pride. "Have fucking fun living with yourself.
The whole way to my apartment I kept on thinking, "I don't need this in my life," over and over again. I busted through the door and threw the bag to startled Rose. "Here's your damn clothes now get out" Her pale face twists in confusion.
"Why? What Happened?" She steps toward me to examine me closer but I recoil.
"Nothing fucking happened. You are just too much fucking drama, Rose. You're toxic." Her mouth drops open for a small second before she pulls together her pride.
"Fuck you Eric" She pushes past me and leaves without another word.
I open the doors to the cafeteria and spot everyone sitting in their usual spaces except for the one empty seat next to Uriah. Roma smiles and waves drawing attention to my presence, Uriah turns around and gives me an apologizing look. I turn away to avoid his eye contact. I see Eric sitting in the corner, and consider sitting with him, but then the events of this morning play through my head and I decide to skip lunch and go straight for the bar in the pit.
I approach the bar and the bartender smiles at me. "Hey, can I get you something?"
"Yeah can I have a bottle of whiskey?" His eyes grow wide for a second.
"The whole bottle?"
"Yes" He chuckles a little and reaches under the bar.
"Here you go, that will be sixty points" I hand him my card with my id on it. He swipes it and hands me the bottle. "Have a nice day"
"Yeah, you too" Once I make it the chasm I sit down and crack open the bottle of whiskey. I take a deep breath of the smell to prepare my body for the poison I am about pour down my throat. I place my lips around the huge bottle and take a swig. It burns for a second but then the fuzzy feeling in my stomach makes it go away. I sit there and take a couple swigs every couple minutes until I am about half way done with the bottle.
I set the glass bottle down with a little too much force and a loud noise echoes through the halls. I giggle at the thought of it accidently breaking. I don't think I have ever been this drunk before. My body feels so relaxed; this is the best I have felt in days. Maybe I will be able to get some peaceful sleep without those weird ass dreams. I slowly stand up making sure to keep my balance. I need to reach down and get my bottle but I'm afraid I will lose my balance and fall into the chasm. I take a deep breath and focus on grabbing the bottle. I start to feel myself tip over but luckily I grab the bottle before I can fall over. I smile at my accomplishment and make my way down the hall.
I get into the dark hallway and almost immediately trip, falling flat on my face. I hear the glass shatter and feel the liquid seep into my clothing. "Fuck me" I roll over in attempt to get away from the broken glass.
"Rose? Is that you? Are you okay?" I feel familiar hands help me up into a standing position. I look into Four's brown eyes and the tiny gold flecks that I see in my own eyes.
"Oh Hey, Four" I giggle at how much of a wreck I probably look. "What are you doing here?"
"It's the middle of the afternoon and you're this drunk already." He avoids my question. "Uriah's been looking all over for you." He holds my elbow and guides me through the halls. I yank away from his grasp.
"I don't want to go to Uriah. I don't want to talk to him."
"Rose, stop acting ridiculous, He is really worried about you"
"Well tell him he can go fuck himself" Four blushes slightly at the profanity. I stumble off into the other direction and this time he doesn't follow me. I finally get to the dorms, after numerous falls, and find one of the beds that belonged to the initiates who didn't make it pass stage one. Luckily, no one is in the dorms at the time to question my reason for being there; and soon I am drifting off into unconsciousness.
The first thing I feel is an unexpected breeze on my legs. I open my eyes to find River standing over me, with the sheet in his hand, looking at my legs. Anger starts to well up inside me but once I realize what he is staring at I become shameful. I yank the sheet from his hand and put them back over my legs. "River! You can't just do that!" I scream at him. His face contorts into a mixture of confusion and sorrow.
"What happened?" His eyes break away from my legs and moves to my face for a split second before his gaze moves down to my neck. He pushes back my hair to see the bruises but I brush him away before he can get a good view.
"Stop, just leave me alone" I feel a headache start to come on and I want to curse River for waking me up.
"Did that guy do that to you?" He asks with no-emotion in his voice, just simply curiosity.
"No" I lie. He pauses for a minute.
"In an hour, we are all meeting at the tracks for capture the flag. It's mandatory." He takes one last curious glance at me before stalking out of the dormitory. I get up and change into training clothes. I need to get something to eat and run by the infirmary for some pain-killers. Plus, my legs have been killing me lately so maybe the pain killers will help with that. I know they are incredibly inflamed and running around is probably not the best for the healing wounds but I have no other choice.
Within an hour I am out by the tracks along with all the other surviving initiates. I spot Elliot and Roma standing by themselves.
"Hey guys" I give them a smile and a small wave.
"Oh look who it is, I thought you were avoiding us" Elliot teases with a big grin. You're not the one I'm avoiding.
"I just didn't feel like eating lunch today"
"Are you sure you aren't avoiding Uriah? We heard you guys got into an argument or something" Roma questions.
"Yeah, something like that" Roma starts to say something but then we hear the train coming and everyone begins running.
When I lift my leg into the car I feel the forming scabs tear open on the back of my thighs. I clench my teeth to keep from screaming out of pain. I notice Eric watching me with a hint of concern. Once everyone is inside, Eric grabs a gun and holds it up for everyone to see.
"This is what we will be shooting each other with" What the hell? Is he trying to kill all of us? One kid pipes up and announces what everyone is already thinking. Eric just simply rolls his eyes and shoots the kid in the leg. Everyone in the car gasps and watches as the kid screams in agony for a minute. "These are neuro-stem darts. They stimulate the feeling of a real gunshot but only last for a couple minutes. The kid stands up on his own and pulls the dart out of his leg. All the trainers walk up to the front of the car, next to Eric. Uriah spots me in the crowd but I quickly look away. Tris and Eric are leading a team and Uriah and Four are leading a team. Uriah and Four pick first and they immediately choose Roma. Eric gazes across the crowd and lands on me, "Rose." I can feel Uriah's glare at Eric. Eric's smug smile remains on his face the whole time. Finally once everyone is split up, Four's team decides to get off first. Unfortunately, Elliot and Roma are on Four and Uriah's team but River is on ours and I know he will be good.
Everyone piles off shortly after the other team gets off. When we land I feel a hand place itself on my back, "Are you okay? I saw you getting into the train" I guess he is deciding to be nice now.
"I'm fine" I snap back. I'm not fine but I will deal. I watch River wander off into the forest while the rest of the group tries to come up with a plan. I figure he probably has a pretty good idea and decide to follow him but once I'm in the woods I lose sight of him and realize what a terrible idea this was. After a good thirty minutes of just wandering around I begin to wonder if they left me here by myself. They couldn't have…could they? I am lost in thought when I feel strong hands wrap around my mouth and pin me up against a tree. Shit.