A week. It had been a week since the night they had all went out and partied. And boy had the week sucked. Training was harder than ever before. Eric was there almost constantly. And he was not nice.

He was cruel. Flat out cruel. His attitude was worse than ever before, and he was pushing people past their breaking points. No one knew why he was in such a bad mood. Well almost no one. Amane could tell by the hostility between Eric and Four that it was something between them.

She had barely any run ins with Eric. Actually there had only been one. and that alone had made her shy away from him. She wasn't one to back down from a challenge. But she wasn't stupid either. Anyone who stood up to Eric now was more than likely to die. She thought back to her last encounter with him. It had been the morning after their party night.


Amane woke up to a pounding headache. She groaned, rolling over and pulling the soft blanket over her head. And then froze. Their blankets weren't soft. She shot up, looking around, squinting her eyes at the light. She was in a room she didn't recognize. She got out of the bed. She was in her bra and underwear. She groaned, trying to think of what happened last night. But her mind was blank.

"Calm down, nothing happened." She whipped around at the voice, and saw Four standing near a window, looking over the city.

"Oh thank god." Amane muttered more to herself than him. "Uhm, where is my dress?"

"In the trash. You almost tore ir in half last night, while trying to walk drunk. You shouldn't wear something that tight again." Four said, a hint of humor in his voice. Amane wanted to die.

"Alright. Uhm. Is there anything I can wear to , uhm, you know, walk back?" Amane asked awkwardly. Four glanced at her with a chuckle, before going to her dresser and throwing a shirt at her. Amane quickly pulled it on, thankful for the decency it gave her. "right. Uhm thanks. Imma go now. Before I die of embarrassment. Thank you for uh, taking care of me. Had it been anyone else it probably would have Been worse."

"No problem. But do me a favor, and don't drink that much again." Four said. Amane nodded before heading out the door, missing Fours guilty look. As she began walking down the hallway, she realized she had no idea where she was, or how to get back. She gave a sigh of relief when she heard a door open.

"Hey, Four, how do I get ba-" she froze mid sentence when she turned and saw who it was. It was Eric. Not Four. And he didn't look happy. Amane gulped, looking up at him like a deer in headlights.

"Have a fun night, Amity?" Eric bit out.

"Uh-uhm" Amane stumbled for words. Of course he would be the one to see her. He glared and walked past her. Her hand shot out and grabbed his arm. Big mistake. Within a second he had her pinned to the wall by her throat. Amane kicked out, trying to struggle out of his grip.

"I'd advise you not to do that again, Amity.' He growled out, before dropping her and leaving. Amane took a second to catch her breath. She definitely wasn't getting directions from him. She sighed before going back to Fours door, and knocking. He answered within a few seconds, opening the door to reveal he was very much shirtless. Amane darted her eyes to the side, avoiding looking at him, a blush creeping onto her face. God, what was wrong with her.

"Uhm-i don't actually know how to get back." Amane said quickly, causing Four to laugh.

"Give me a sec, and I will show you." Four said, walking back into his room and putting on his shirt, before heading out the door.


The more she thought about it, the more she was piecing things together. Eric had kissed her. And she had a feeling that it meant he liked her in his own fucked up way. And the next morning he saw her walking out of Fours apartment wearing his shirt. He probably got the wrong idea.

And the thought of that made her cringe. She liked Four. But not like that. And also, if this is how Eric was when he didn't get his way, it was no wonder why people never told him no.

She was snapped out of her thoughts by his voice.

"You need to stop?" His tone set her on edge. It was unusually nice. He was talking to Christina, who was trying to concede in a fight. Christina nodded. "okay. Let me give you a hand." He held out his hand. And Christina hesitated, but took it, and he pulled her up.

"Thanks.". Christina said.

"Alright, everyone! Let's take a break." Eric yelled, while walking Christina out of the room. Everyone fallowed. Amane and Tris were at the front of the group, and they looked at each other, confusion on there faces.

"You, uh- you feeling a little better?" Eric asked.

"Yeah. I'm fine" Christina said. Amane felt her stomach drops as they realized where they were. The chasm. This could be good. And she was right. The second they got on that bridge, he grabbed her arm and pushed her over the edge, grabbing onto the rail as he held her dangling. Amane shit forward, but someone grabbed her from behind, stopping her. Amane glared back to see All holding her. She could see he wanted to help too, but he wasn't stupid.

"Grab the rail, we're done." Eric said, letting go if christina, so grabbed on for dear life. Amane wiggled her way out of Al's grip, going towards Christina, but a grip on her arm stopped her.

"Don't even think it, Amity. You have three options. Hang there and I'll forget your cowardice. Fall and die. Or give up. But if you do, you're out." eric said. Amane wiggled in his grip, trying to break free.

"No. She doesn't have to face death for your sadistic pleasure." Amane snarled, trying to get out of his grip. Eric's eyes flashed with andger, and the next thing Amane knew she was being thrown over the edge. She felt something in her shoulder pop as she grabbed the edge, and she screamed. She immediately let go with that arm, only dangling by one hand. She looked up and glared at the seething Eric.

"You'll hang too, Amity. Maybe then you'll learn your place." Eric said. Amane looked over at Christina, who was struggling as Eric timed the two. Amane could hear water dripping. And saw it was hitting christinas hand, making her hands slippery. Eric probably put her there on purpose. She wonders how many he did I that too so that he knew exactly where to put her. Amane was pulled from from her thoughts as Christina began groaning, trying to hang out.

"Come on , Chris, you can do it." Amane whispered. Christina tries to send a smile to her, but it came out as a grimace. Amane understood. The pain from holding on was increasing. She didn't know how much longer she could hold on.

"Time." Eric said, and immediately, people rushed forward to pull them up. Al and will pulled her up , careful of her arm.

"I think it's dislocated." Will said.

"Back to training . all of you. Except Amity." Eric said. Her friends glanced at her nervously before leaving. No one really wanted to leave her, but they didn't have a choice. Eric grabbed Amane by the good arm, thankfully she didn't hurt her right one, since she was right handed, and led her away.

"Where are you taking me?" Amane asks. Eric didn't respond as he kept walking. Amane sighed. But so on enough they were at their destination. The infirmary. They walked inside and the woman looked at them.

"What happened?" She asked.

"She was walking through the chasm and slipped. She caught herself, but I think she dislocated her shoulder in the process. I helped her up and brought her here. ",eric said before Amane had a chance to speak. Slipped her ass.

"Is that what happened?" The lady asked. Amane nodded as she felt his hand tighten around her arm as a threat.

"Okay let's put it back in place.


Soon enough they were walking back to the training room. She had a sling on and was on light duty for a few days. The walk was tense. And Amane decided to fix that.

"Look about that day. Nothing happened." Amane said.

"What day, Amity."

"You know damn well what day I am talking about Eric." Amane snapped. "Nothing happened. I know what you saw that morning looked bad. But I did more with you the day before than I did him!" He reacted instantly. He pushed her against the wall, holding her a good few inches off the ground as he pinned her with an arm across the top of her chest.

"One thing you need to learn, Amity, is not to lie to me." Eric growled down to her. Amane struggled a bit, but it was useless.

"I'm not lieing, Eric. Nothing happened. I was drunk. I fell asleep at his place. That was it." Amane choked out before groaning as he increased pressure. She couldn't fathom why he was so mad.

"DO NOT LIE TO ME!" It was something between a shout and a snarl, and it terrified Amane.

"I'm not losing." Amane said ,her struggles anew. But with one arm she didn't stand a chance.

"I SAW YOU. You and Four outside his apartment. So desperate you couldn't wait to get inside, Amiity?" Eric mocked. Amane was so confused.

"But- no." Amane mumbled to herself.

"Say what you want, Amity, but do not lie to me." He growled, before dropping her and leaving. Amane just sat there for a few minutes trying to process what he said. Four had said nothing happened. Eric made it clear that something had.

Amane shot off the ground, walking into the training room. She spotted Four immediately, standing and watching two people spar. She noticed Eric off to the side, but she had her target in her sight. She walked right up to Four, who noticed the sling.

"Amane, what happe-" Amane cut him off with a well aimed, powerful punch to his jaw. Had he not been focused on her arm, he probably would've caught it. But he didn't. And her fist connected with his jaw with a loud smack, whipping his head to the side.

"You lying bastard." She growled out before turning and leaving. The entire room had frozen in shock. But she ignored them and kept walking, heading out of the room. It didn't take much to know Four was following her. She had gotten about ten turns away from the training room when he finally caught her, and grabbed her arm, pulling her to a stop. Amane turned to look at him, anger blazing through her lilac eyes.

"What the hell was that?" He yelled angrily.

"You said nothing happened!" Amane all but shouted.

"What are you talkin-"

"That night. When I was drunk. You said nothing happened. Eric informed me that something did happen!" Amane said angrily. Immediately Fours face went from angry to guilty.

"Adesk, look. It was nothing..," Four started, but Amane cut him off.

"If it was nothing, then why wouldn't you tell Mr. And why were you and Eric at each others throats all week. Why would you lie? What exactly happened?!" Amane demanded.

"I took advantage of you." Four said, and Amane froze.

"W-w-wh-what?" Amane stuttered out , taking a step back from him.

"No. Not like that. Look, you were drunk. You could barely walk, so I took you back to my apartment so the other initiates wouldn't take advantage of you. When we got there, I was still focused on getting Eric away from you. He is dangerous, especially when he doesn't get his way. As you well learned today." Four said, gesturing to her arm.

"What does that have to do with anyrhing?" Amane asked.

"Just as I was about to let you in, I saw Eric. I could see from the way he looked at you that he wanted you. So I did the only thing I could think of to get him to back off. I kissed you." Four said, guilt evident on his face. " you were drunk enough to kiss vak feverishly. And it worked. Eric looked pissed before going back to his apartment. And he has left you alone ever since. I was just-" four said, trying to find a good excuse. But he couldn't. He had acted impulsively, and shouldn't have.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Amane asked in a small voice. Not even looking at Four. That hurt Four even more.

"I was- ashamed. I shouldn't have done it. But I did. I thought you would be better off if you didn't remember." Four said. "Look, Amane, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. And I should have told you, but-" four began.

"Its. Its fine. I just need some time." Amane said, stepping away from him. Her head was reeling. She felt so, used.

"Four. Max wants to see you and Amity. Now." Eric said and the two looked over. Amane wonders how long he had been there. Four nodded, and began walking. Amane walked behind him. And Eric followed behind her. God, it was one awkward walk. They arrived outside of some big double doors. Four knocked.

"Come in." A voice said. And they all entered. Max sat behind a big desk. On the other side were two chairs. It felt like the principal's office back in school. "sit."he said, gesturing to the chairs. Amane and Four said in them.

"Amane Yuricami. You know, when you transferred, Johanna had stopped me at the Ceremony. Do you know why?" Max asked, looking at her.

"Knowing Johanna, probably to wish you good luck." Amane said, and she noticed Four smirk.

"In a way, yes. She told me all about you. And the trouble you'd caused while in Amity." Max said. Both Eric and Four glanced at her then. She smiled sheepishly. "But she also wanted to tell me about your potential. She told me from a young age, everyone knew you were dauntless. You were a natural. Succeeding in every physical activity they had. Dancing, horseback riding, running, swimming, and more. She gave me an entire list of reasons as to why I should give you second chances for when you make mistakes. At first I thought she was dramatic. After all, you were Amity. I thought nothing if it. Until I saw your rankings. You are a natural. You have almost perfect shots with a gun. Your fighting is impeccable. You've yet to lose. You are the fastest runner of all the initiates. Its impressive." He said. Amane wanted him to get to the point he didn't call her here to tell her how good she was. "Which is why I have been giving second chances. For your smart mouth comments. Your rebellious attitude. You pointing a gun at a leader. But now outright hitting your instructor. How many second chances do you expect?" . Amane was about to answer with another smart comment, but Four Eric interrupted her.

"The gun thing wasn't her fault." Eric said. And all three of them turned to look at him

"Explain." Max said.

"It was supposed to be a demonstration to the initiates. About how a fully trained Dauntless would react should their leader be attacked. I talked it over with Amity before. She was going to attack me. And the guards should have responded. Things came out differently as planned, but she still managed to point a gun at me. Only instead of the Dauntless taking her down, they stood there like fish out of water. They even let an initiate take one of their guns. If anyone should get in trouble. It should be the two idiot guards who were bested by an initiate." Eric said. Max nodded.

"Next time, let me know of these things in advance. But that doesn't excuse you hitting your instructor." Max said.

"He deserved it."

"I deserved it." Eric and four said at the same time. Max looked between the two, and then at Amane, who was glancing between the two nervously. She'd prefer for Max not to find out what had happened. After a few moments of silence max spoke.

"Very well. But seeing the current circumstances, I see it best that Amane continue her training with Eric instead of Four." Amane and Four tensed at his words. But Four nodded. " very well. You may all leave." Ad soon as he said that amane was out of her seat and leaving the room. As she began walking back towards the training room, a hand on her arm stopped her. She turned to see Eric.

"Not so fast, Amity. We won't be training with everyone else. I have another place in mind" Eric said. And Amane for an uneasy feeling in her stomach at the mishivous glint in his eyes. Little did she know, training was the last thing on his mind.