Guys I am official going on hiatus for a few months or something. I know I have been focusing on my other story ,but I'm getting overwhelmed with school right now. So this is the last chapter until the summer or sooner . Please stay faithful . I also started a blog! You guys can be updated with my life there. I know you are wondering 'why can't she update stories ,but she can update a blog?' Well that is because that takes less time. Stories take planning . Link will be at the bottom.

TRIS POV

I end up knocking on Four's apartment door. He opens the door ,and his eyes are wide .

"Tris, what are you doing here?"

I sigh . "We need to talk."

He nods and pulls me inside. "Yes, I have something to tell you."

I step into his living space and take a seat on the grey blue couch. He sits next to me and suddenly kisses me . I panic at first ,but I kiss him back before he questions me.

"What is wrong, Tobias?"

"Abnegation is in danger , and I am just glad that you left. If you didn't I wouldn't have you and you wouldn't be safe. "

I feel my hands shake as I try to believe his words. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, Erudite is planning something big. Something big enough to start a war. "

I look into his dark blue eyes . The light reflecting off from them form this white dot in each of them ,and behind those eyes is a loving person. That loving person loves the wrong person though. I should have stayed in Abnegation and die. If he had not met me , my departure would be less painful. I grasp my sleeves .

I let the tears fall. I know that for me it hurts to break his heart. He believes that I am the one ,but he is wrong.

"I'm sorry ,Tris."

I stare into his eyes again. He loves me so sincerely... I shake my head and look away. I can't bare to look at him. It hurts more that way. I grab his hands and squeeze them. I loved him once ,but now the love is faded. I touch his cheek and kiss him. At least one more time, he should know that I still care for him and probably always will, but I don't love him the same way he does for me. I feel his hands on my bakc and waist. I slip mine under the collar of his shirt ,and we become urgent. He kisses me as if tomorrow the world ends. I pull him agaisnt me.

At least one more time... I think. One more night of this.

He slips his hands under my shirt. I gasp a bit at the sudden contact of his warm hands. Four's lips catches my lower lip when I gasp . I run my hands through his hair and down his chest. He pulls my shirt over my head .

One more time...I remind myself.

He presses me against the couch. Our lips and tongues entangle as I fiddle with his shirt. Four slips it off.

"Tris, you don't need to do this." He says as he kisses my neck and collar bone. Maybe he is right. I don't need to do this. I don't know if I want him to stop though. I let out a moan as he kisses down my stomach . He slips off my pants.

"Last chance..." He says.

I feel my heart beating in a superb speed. I can hear it in my ears. I just nod ,and the last thing that comes to mind is Eric.

ERIC POV

I stare at Jeanine as if she is joking.

"So you aren't going to tell me?"

"No, You should just be the good little chess piece that you are and let me move you when I want."

I scoff at her. "So I'm a toy? "

She gives me a sharp look. "Move a long now. I have other matters to prepare and attend to."

She turns away ,but Layla stood there and stared at me. Once Jeanine leaves , she appraoches me.

"Why are you so worried about the plans?" Her gold eyes piercing into mine. I don't reply .

"Is it because of your little play thing? Uh... Beatrice was it?"

My hand starts to rise , but I drop it.

"Is that it? You have feelings for an Abnegation girl? What a pity." She pats my cheek. "I thought we had something?" She frowns with a mocking look in her eyes. She stands on her toes .

"Your eyes are still that beautiful icy grey." She smirks. "Ice is easily broken if you can just find a crack ,and I think I found yours." she whispers. Her lips tauntingly brush mine. "You can be with e instead." I back away .

"I'm not in for harlots, Layla."

"Harlot?! What about your play thing?! Is she not dating that number boy? Isn't he the one who beat you?"

I look over my shoulder ."He isn't the problem."

I slip out the door and close it with plenty of force to ensure my anger is noticed.

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