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The next couple of days fly by pretty fast, I've been finishing up my training with Eric, and since I'm earning leadership so early, I have to fill out a shit ton of paperwork.
I sit as I stare at the Personal Data Release form and groan. This is so boring. I decide to go over to Eric's apartment, see what he's doing. As I stand up, I realize I'm wearing a big shirt and underwear. I can't go over in this. I slip on a pair of athletic shorts, grabbing my phone and heading over.
He doesn't answer when I first knock on the door. I check the time; 11:30pm. I start to second guess myself. Is this too late?
I begin to walk back to my door when I hear his voice. "Tris?" He says, his voice rough with sleep.
I walk back over to him, "Eric. Hey." I say, a small smile on my face.
He opens the door to let me in, and I can't help but stare at the V of his hips. He's wearing just a pair of sweatpants, low on his hips. "Sorry," He says. "I just woke up, so it took a second to get the door."
"I can leave if you want." I say, suddenly feeling intrusive. "I know it's kinda late."
He shakes his head, shutting the door behind me. "No, no. I want to see you."
I smile slightly, walking over to the couch. "So," I begin. "How've you been since 5 hours ago?" I laugh.
He chuckles, sitting down next to me, his arm stretched out on the back of the couch. His fingers lay on my shoulder. "Well, I fell asleep for the past 4 hours… I didn't sleep well last night."
I frown, looking up at him. "I'm sorry." I say, snuggling into him. His skin is warm.
"Actually," He begins, his eyes on mine. "Ya know what would help me sleep?"
"What?" I ask. His hand moves down and wraps around my waist. My hand moves to his bare chest, resting over his heart.
"If you," he says, a smirk on his face. "Slept next to me."
I lightly smack his chest, "Shut up." I grin. "You're ridiculous."
He smiles down at me, "Maybe." He admits, pausing. "You look cute." He says, his fingers playing with the material of my shirt.
I blush, my hand moving further across his chest. Our eyes meet and I have to bite my tongue to keep myself from kissing him.
We've been on one date, I remind myself. And I just broke up with Tobias.
"Thanks," I mutter, glancing down at the waistband of his sweats. I've seen him shirtless before, but I can't help but feel so attracted to him right now. He's a literal work of art.
Fuck.
Why did I come here again? It certainly wasn't to fuck him… and I'm getting close to it.
His voice snaps me out of my thoughts. "Do you want to talk about it?"
My eyes flick up to his, "What?"
He takes my hand, "I was thinking you might want to talk about the breakup…" he says. "I mean, obviously, you don't have to but I'm just offering to listen if you need someone to-"
"Yeah." I say, cutting him off. "Actually, I think I would."
He smiles, his thumb brushing over my own. "Overall, I'm feeling kinda weird about it. We were together for over 2 years and now it's just over… Actually… it was kinda over when I started leadership training. We were constantly getting in fights and our spark was gone." He nods, his eyes on me. "I haven't cried since it happened. But to be fair, I cried a lot in the last few months. I knew we were over. The night I left him, he accused me of cheating on him, with you. That's what made me leave. The fact that he actually believed I would cheat on him. I loved him so much. How could he think I would do that?"
I glance up at him, his expression is cold now. "That motherfucker." He says, his grip on my hand tightening.
"Eric, relax." I say. "The end was inevitable. That just happened to be what pushed us over the edge."
"He's such a jerk." Eric states, his eyes still unfeeling.
"You know… the reason why I couldn't kiss you the other night wasn't because it was the first date. It was because of him. I had an amazing time, but I couldn't get him out of my head. I felt so bad." I admit.
"It's okay." He says, although I get the feeling that it isn't.
Our eyes lock eyes and I feel inclined to kiss him. But I can't.
I move away, standing up off the couch."Well…" I say awkwardly.
Eric follows me to the door. "Go out with me tomorrow night." He says.
"Eric, I have so much paperwork. I have 5 days until I earn leadership. I don't have time."
"Tris, I want to go out with you. Besides, we had a good time the other night, didn't we?" He says. Why is he so fucking stubborn?
He's kind of right though. We did have a good time the other night. The only thing that wasn't great was the fact that I couldn't stop thinking about Tobias. This time, I can try to get past that. "Okay, yeah." I say, a smile breaking into my face. "That would be really good."
He grins, "Yeah?"
I laugh, pulling him close to me. "That's what I said." I remark, giggling. His hand squeezes my side teasingly and I pull away, our eyes meeting.
"I'll see you tomorrow." I say, a bright smile on my face.
"See ya, Tris." He says, smiling wide; I kiss his cheek before I leave.
I'm already falling for him and we haven't even kissed.
Dear lord.
-/-/-/-/-
"And… I was just so… ugh! I don't even know how to express how mad I was!" I exclaim, picking up my glass of wine. Maybe I should stop drinking…
Eric eyes me as he sips his own glass, "Ready to head back? You seem like you've had enough to drink."
I raise my eyebrows, "I think I'll decide when I've had enough to drink, Coulter." I slur. "But this time, you may… be right."
He chuckles, motioning the waiter over and scanning his card. "Let's go, babe." He says, walking around the table and helping me stumble out of the restaurant. And although I'm a little tipsy, I can't help but notice… Eric called me babe. Whoa.
We reach the leadership sector a short while later and stand outside my apartment yet again. My nerves are heightened this time. I can tell he's nervous too.
My hands wrap around his neck and he pulls me closer. Our lips are centimeters apart.
"I had a good time tonight," I say, biting my lower lip. "You should wear shirts like that more often… you look sexy."
He smirks, "You look pretty good, yourself, Tris." He says. I feel his breath on my lips. His eyes darken as he leans in, and this time I meet his lips with my own.
Passion shoots through me when we kiss; I've never felt this way with anyone else. I stand higher on my toes, eager to get closer.
Electricity flows between us as we kiss; he pulls away a few seconds later- our foreheads pressed together, our breaths combined. "I've wanted to do that for so long," He whispers.
I lean in, giving him another kiss. "Me too." I say. I kiss him passionately, and I know he feels the chemistry between us as he takes a step forward, my back hitting the door.
His tongue slips in my mouth, and I can't help but take the opportunity to tug on his lip ring as our tongues entangle, "Tris," He groans, his grip on me tightening.
I hear footsteps at the end of the hall and place my hand on the door handle to my apartment behind me so we can go in. "What the fuck, Tris?" I hear a strong male voice.
Tobias.
Eric's body flies off of mine as I turn to look at my ex-boyfriend. What is he doing here?
He's standing with flowers, but he's not looking at me. He's staring straight at Eric. "I fucking knew it," he mutters, dropping the bouquet and walking away.
"Wait!" I call out, taking a few steps towards him. "Four!" He doesn't turn around.
I sigh, walking back towards my apartment.
Eric has disappeared.
I groan, fucking hell. I take a second before knocking, trying to decide what is going to happen here.
I decide and knock on Eric's door. He doesn't answer. I knock again a few seconds later, "Eric!"
No response.
Fuck.
I trudge back to my apartment, pissed at myself for fucking everything up. But more importantly, I'm pissed at Tobias. What makes him think he has the right to just show up at my apartment, unannounced and with flowers, actually thinking he's going to win me back? Asshole.
-/-/-/-
I show up at training early the next day. I need to talk to Eric, but it didn't seem right to go to his apartment door to do it. I shove my stuff in my training locker and head towards his office.
I take a deep breath before knocking on the door. "Come in." I hear him say.
I open the door. "Hey." I say, leaning against the door frame.
"What do you want?" He says, crossing his arms as straightens up in his chair. There's an edge to his voice and his expression is emotionless, cold- his gaze never meets mine.
"Look," I begin. "I know happened last night was weird."
He scoffs, looking to the side. "Yeah."
"I just wanted to let you know," I say, "I don't want him back. I really like you, Eric."
"Seems like he's always getting in the way, though." He states, our eyes briefly meeting
"I know, and…" I say. "I'm going to try to talk to him. Even if it's the last thing I'd want to do… Eric, you know that I value what we have right now."
His eyes flicker up to mine. "You called out after him, Tris." he states.
"I wanted to tell him to leave me alone. To stop all this. I'm not interested in him." I say. "I want to be with you, Eric. How many times do I have to say this? I'm moving on."
"Okay." He says. His expression is still hostile.
"Okay?" I question.
"That's it." He shrugs. "I don't know what else you expect me to say." He says, almost exasperated. He begins typing on his computer again.
"Okay." I say, my voice almost a whisper as I leave the room.
Training is arduous and long and miserable. The lunch break couldn't come fast enough. I've tried making conversation with Eric throughout training, but he's acting like I'm a first day Abnegation transfer again- cold and harsh.
I tie my hair up in a ponytail as I leave the training room, and I practically groan out loud as I see who's at the end of the hall.
Tobias.
I pretend not to see him and keep walking, avoiding looking at him directly. "Tris." He says as I walk by. I can smell the alcohol on his breath. I don't reply. "Hey!" He says, grabbing my arm and pulling me towards him.
"What the fuck do you want?" I spit, wrenching my arm from his grasp.
"You."
"Yeah?" I ask. "Better luck next time. Stay the fuck away from me." I hiss, beginning to walk away.
He pulls me again, this time with much more force. "What the fuck did you just say to me?" He growls, towering over me.
"Let go of me, Four." I spit. "You-"
"Hey!" I hear a masculine voice yell.
Eric.
"Get the fuck away from her!" He yells, pushing Four off of me.
I stare at the situation in front of me, now unsure of what to do.
"Leave her alone. You don't want a repeat of what happened during initiation, do you?"
Four glares at him, but eventually gives up, putting his hands up in a mock surrender. "Fine." He says, eyes flickering between Eric and me. "You better watch your back, Coulter."
"Fuck you." He spits, placing his hand on my waist and leading me down the hallway.
His hand leaves my side quickly after we begin walking. "Thanks." I mutter, glancing up at him.
He shakes his head, "I did what I had to, Prior."
"Yeah, but-"
"Don't mention it." He says, effectively ending the conversation.
When we reach the cafeteria, I turn the opposite way as Eric. "Where ya goin'?" He asks.
"What? I just figured…"
"C'mon, Tris." He says, a slight grin on his face. "Eat lunch with me. It's practically tradition at this point."
I smile, walking back over to him. "Alright, Coulter."
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