I do not own Divergent. Credit goes to Veronica Roth.
Four looked like he had been through hell and I could see that he was desperately trying not to lose his mind as he sat me down on the bench across from him. I couldn't help but look around at the people walking about in Candor. The Dauntless looked shaken up which was an odd sight to see. They were the strong and brave faction and yet here they were looking like confused factionless.
"What are you doing here, Myra?"
I turned back to Four to see him studying me.
"I don't know where to start," I replied.
Four titled his head and then let out a long sigh.
"Are you here to gain information for your mother?"
"No," I shook my head.
"Are you here to ask where Edward is?"
"No," I answered again.
"Then what is it?"
I took a deep breath and stared right into his eyes. "I came here to get Eric back."
Four's jaw tightened but he didn't say anything. He stood up quickly and motioned for me to follow him. I walked past a few bunks where the Dauntless were sleeping in Candor and noticed the Abnegation girl Tris was watching us along with a couple other Dauntless. She looked like she wanted to stand up and follow but she sighed and turned away. I wanted to tell her that I saw her brother and that he was with my mother but Four kept walking and I didn't want to lose him as we were walking through the building. We came across a sight that made me let out a slight scream.
"Who is this," a Dauntless woman asked coming to stand by me.
"This is Myra," Four answered her. "Myra, this is Tori. She is one of the new Dauntless leaders."
"Tori," someone shouted as she nodded to Four, looked me up and down before turning to whoever had called her.
"What's going on," I asked.
"We're trying to recover," Four answered as I glanced around at people who were being tended to. "The people here are just some of those who were injured yesterday when Eric and his group of Dauntless traitors infiltrated Candor in the dead of the night and attacked not just us Dauntless but the Candor as well," Four informed me as I turned away. "Look at them Myra," his voice was hard. "People weren't just injured, some of them are dead!"
"I'm sorry," I mumbled as I let a tear fall.
"You're sorry," he questioned with a slight chuckle at the end. "You're sorry? Eric held a gun to a little girl's head, Myra!"
"That wasn't him," I whispered.
"I saw him with my own eyes, Myra!"
"I don't care who saw him," I turned to face Four. "That wasn't him. Please," I pleaded and looked back down. "Just let me take him and I promise he won't do this again. Please Four, just let me take him."
Tears started to fall from my eyes and I wondered if Four would allow me or not. 'No, he wouldn't' the voice inside my head began to chant. People were injured, people were dead and the rest of them wanted revenge for that. That's why they were holding Eric. They wanted someone to be accountable and he was that person. The request to have me take Eric away was almost nonexistent. Besides that, I could also see that the chances of me even getting to see Eric were disappearing.
"Someone needs to be responsible for the crimes that the Dauntless leaders have committed. And if that starts with Eric then so be it," Four confirmed my thoughts before placing a hand on my back and ushering me away from their little hospital area.
The next hour I spent sitting down in the corner on some rooftop crying my eyes out. I didn't want to just leave Eric and from what I heard from Four was that my mother had stopped asking for his return. That meant that he was stuck here, stuck at the mercy of Four and the rest of the Dauntless who wanted someone to pay and regardless of how much I pleaded with Four that someone was going to be Eric.
"Four," I said as I found him discussing something with a couple other Dauntless.
He stood up and walked me away from the table.
"I get it. You all want him to pay. Will he be locked up here or will you take him back to Dauntless," I asked.
"He's going to be put on a Dauntless trial tomorrow morning and if found guilty then he will be executed."
"If," I questioned. "Come on Four. I think we both know that everyone here wants him dead," I responded. "Can you let me see him?"
"He's dangerous Myra."
"Not to me he's not. I mean he was but that was different," I looked down.
"I can't let anyone go there, Myra."
"Please at least let me see him. At the very least, you can do that," I begged.
"No," Four began to walk away.
"I know who you are," I yelled causing him to stop and turn his head back. "I know who your father is."
"Everyone knows who my father is," Four said turning completely around to face me. "Candor put me under the truth serum," Four started walking towards me. "What were you planning on doing with that information exactly? Blackmailing me into letting you take Eric out of here," he questioned. "The apple really doesn't fall far from the tree doesn't it? There's no doubt whose daughter you are," Four glared as he eyed me out before turning once more.
"I guess there's no doubt whose son you are," I replied causing Four to march back towards me.
"You have no idea what my father was like!"
"Of course I don't," I said calmly. "It's because he abandoned my mother."
Four's eyebrows knitted together as he studied me.
"My mother just confessed to me before I came here that Marcus Eaton is my father and that he left her for your mother. That's why she wanted to destroy the Council and Abnegation. It was a reminder that the sick bastard she obsessed about left her," I looked him straight in the eye.
Four's lips twitched into a smile. "That's what Jeanine told you."
"If you think I'm lying you can put me under the truth serum too. But you know full well that you don't need to do that to me. I will gladly tell you because I know that we're siblings. Like you said, the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree. If you ask me I got the worst end of both sides, a father who abandoned me and a mother bent on revenge."
"My mother abandoned me with my father who beat me on daily basis. Now my mother is the leader of the factionless and looking to take over the City. I would say we both got the worst," he replied. Four let out a sigh and then titled his head looking at me. "So my father abandoned Jeanine, that's why she went ahead and killed a bunch of people in Abnegation?"
"He chose that life over a life with her. My mother also believes that our father is a divergent. That's another reason why she wanted to ruin him."
Four grabbed my arm and pulled me further away from everyone.
"What makes you think that my father is divergent," Four questioned.
"Our father," I corrected.
"Our father, whatever."
"I only think that because my mother said so. She was testing factionless and Marcus got disgusted with her."
"They're both twisted people," Four looked up and stared off into the distance above my head. "I understand everything now. This is nothing more than just a couple bitter women wanting to waste the city because one man did them wrong."
"That's why your mother wants control," I asked.
"She knew," Four shook his head. "She knew that Erudite was going to attack Abnegation and she let him happen because she wanted to see our father dead."
I let out a small giggle. "With that knowledge, I honestly don't know which one of our mother's should get the award for best mother of the year."
We stood there for a while in silence as I let Four mull the information over in his head. Four let out a sigh and then moved to stand at a spot where he could look out at the City. I turned to stand by him and it just so happened that he was looking out over Abnegation. It wasn't that far and from here I could see where Erudite and the Dauntless who followed Eric had torn through the place.
"Why Eric," Four asked after a while.
"Why Eric," I questioned wondering what it was he wanted to know.
"Why would you do all of this for him," Four turned to me.
"I fell in love with him back in Erudite," I answered truthfully. "He was my first kiss, my first smile, my first broken heart," I listed. "My mother barely even knew him while we were dating. His scores were high and so my mother hand selected him to do, well," I turned to Four. "You know what he was chosen to do. I tried to get him to stay back but my mother said that he could no longer be with me if he did, so he gave into her pressure and left me behind. Even in Dauntless, he said it would be safer for me if I stayed with him but I had come to love Edward also, someone my mother also selected to do her bidding."
Four nodded. "I remember you telling me that."
"He was supposed to be the next Eric but somewhere back in Erudite he decided to betray my mother. I think that's why he's with your mother now," I told Four as he nodded again. "Eric found me in the factionless. I've been staying with him ever since. He said he was going to work for my mother one last time and we would leave that night."
"Leave," Four questioned.
"Leave behind this war, forget about what's happened and just be with each other," I answered honestly.
"Eric would give up his leadership position and everything he's worked so hard for to demote himself to nothing just to have a normal life?"
"With me, yes," I stated.
"Are we talking about the same Eric?"
"I know what he's done. He's been working for my mom but believe me when I say this Four that I love him despite all of that. I love him and he loves me. What else do you want to hear, Four? Eric and I would have been long gone by now. My mother made him do this last job and I know that it's killed people but I know another Eric, the Eric who, yes wants to have a normal life."
Four looked down and silence grew between us again.
"What is it that you want me to do Myra?"
"I don't know what to do if he was taken away from me again without me getting a chance to say goodbye. At least let me tell him bye."
Four nodded and then walked with me down some hallways. He turned to face me right before we hit the door that was guarded with five people. Did they really need that much people to watch Eric if he was already locked up?
"He is cuffed," Four said softly. "Here is the key. I'm only going to allow you a couple hours in there and this is not for him or because I believe he wants a normal life. This is because you are my sister." Four cupped my cheek and I saw his eyes water. "I believe that. Of all the things you said, that is what I believe. I believe my father would do that and I wouldn't put it past your mother to want her revenge. We both suffered in unimaginable ways, whether it was physical or mental and emotional." I let out a tear as he wiped it away with his thumb. "Who our parents are and what they do shouldn't affect the people that we are. Remember that," he released my face as I nodded.
Four motioned for the guards to disappear. All but one stayed behind. Four was the one who inputted the code to open Eric's cell.
"Well, well, well," I heard Eric chuckle as he stood up from his cot, hands cuffed and looking beaten. "To what do I owe this displeasure, Four?"
"Someone wanted to see you," Four tensed.
"Oh really?"
I could imagine the smirk on Eric's face so I quickly moved from the hiding in Four's shadow. Sure enough there was a smirk. The second his eyes fell on me, it disappeared. His fists that were bound together tightened as he tried to barge up to Four. The other guard who was there lifted up a gun and pointed it at Eric. He paused and gritted his teeth.
"Let her go, Four," Eric snarled.
"She came here to see you."
"Myra," Eric turned to me. "Get out of here Myra. Go back to Erudite."
"I can't," I shook my head. "She won't let me," I said softly as Eric shook his head.
"She'll take you back. Four, call Jeanine and tell her that Myra is here. Tell Candor that I'll submit myself for my crimes against Dauntless. Send Myra back in my place," Eric stated.
Four turned to me without saying anything to Eric and nodded. The guard followed Four out of the room and they both closed the door behind us. I pulled out the key that Four gave me and undid Eric's cuffs.
"Myra," he whispered.
I moved him back to sit down on the cot and bought out some medical supplies to clean up his hands and his face.
"Don't," Eric said as he took my hand from his face and held it in his.
"Just let me clean this up," I replied.
My hands trembled as I wiped away at his wounds. The blood wasn't fresh but I could tell that the guards here had taken their turns at hitting or kicking him. After resting both of his hands down I had him take off his shirt and rubbed some cream onto the bruises, feeling my fingers around for any broken bones. Luckily there wasn't any. I had just finished tending to his eye when he reached out for my wrist again.
"What are you doing here, Myra?"
"You didn't come back," I said. "I waited and you didn't come. I asked my mother and she said that you were here."
"There has been talk about Candor and her negotiating my release but I know the Dauntless won't let me go."
I shook my head. "She stopped negotiation. She's turned her attention somewhere else. The Dauntless will put you on trial tomorrow morning," I answered as Eric looked down and nodded.
"It's because I failed her," he mumbled. "I failed you," he admitted. "If I had done better then maybe..."
I reached out my hand and pulled his face to look at me. "You did all that you could and that is all that I ever asked for." I climbed into his lap and kissed him softly as I felt his hand wrap itself around my waist and pull me closer. "They say that usually a prisoner gets one last request," I whispered as I pulled off my shirt. "Do you have any?"
"Show me where we would be if we made outside these walls," he mumbled before crashing our lips together.
Eric made love to me right there on the cot of his imprisoned room. It was bliss and full of sighs and longing looks. Every touch and movement felt like he was committing me to memory. It was painstakingly slow and it really tested my patience. And when that was over, I turned us around and moved on top of him. Eric's eyes were locked with mine before I threw my head back and cried out his name.
I had forgotten how much time Four said I had to say goodbye but I was going to make the most of every second. And everything that Eric did showed that he wanted to as well. The way he touched me and I touched him made me think that he wanted to burn himself into my memory.
"Don't forget me," he whispered as we began our third round of love making.
"Never," I replied before pleasured sounds filled the room once again.
Eric held me tightly to him, our bodies tangled in a sweaty blissful mess. They had given Eric no blankets but I didn't shy away from him, letting us both rest in our bare forms holding on desperately to one another. Eric whispered that he loved me and that he would always be with me. Something told me that he would always be with me too. I promised that I would never forget him. I could never forget the first person that I loved.
His fingers played with my hair as I allowed mine to trace the line in the middle of his chest. Eric was getting some hair there and I found that I didn't mind it. I hated seeing him hairless. We were both smiling at one another enjoying the warmth and intimacy before Eric had requested another session. I kissed his neck and moved my way up to his lips.
"Have you loved anyone else when you went to Dauntless?"
"You're going to ask me that now," Eric opened his eyes and lifted an eyebrow at me.
"Please?"
"No," he whispered. "I'll admit that I had a few who warmed my bed but they meant nothing more to me."
"If I had stayed in Dauntless would I have become like those girls?"
"No," he shook his head. "You would have warmed my bed and meant everything to me," he replied before pulling my face back to kiss his. "Because that's what you are, everything," his lips said against mine.
I had just decided to climb back on top of him when the door flew open.
"Four," I sat up pulling Eric's shirt towards my chest and scooting back a bit to hide my body.
"Your time is up."