Torn 2

Welcome back!

Four gently put you down on your feet as he opened his apartment door. He took your hand, pulled you in and cut on the lights. His apartment was exactly how you would have imagined it to be. Dark furniture, appliances and very masculine.

"Have a seat on the couch while I get my medical kit."

You did as you were told and sat on the black colored couch as Four disappeared looking for his kit. You sat back and tried to process what just happen to you minutes earlier. Kevin and his goons just tried to gang rape you. Did they think that you would be tortured into silence and not say anything. The only way you would have stayed silence is if they would have killed you. A cold chill coursed through your body causing you to shudder as you thought Kevin might have done just that. Four appeared with a sizeable first aid kit breaking you out of your thoughts of Kevin.

"This may sting a little." He told you as he poured rubbing alcohol on a gauze. Four gently dabbed your bottom lip. You hissed as it did sting.

"Sorry." Four whispered as he continued dabbing your lip. "Do you have a headache?"

You nodded yes. "Only slightly." You mumbled.

"Here take two aspirin." Four instructed as he put down the alcohol and gauze, grabbed two pills, handed them to you before jumping up to get you a glass of water. You popped the pills and guzzled down the cool water he handed you.

"I'm so sorry Y/N that this has happen to you." Four said softly as he grabbed the empty glass from you.

"I'm sorry too. I never thought something like this would happen at Dauntless. Thank you Four." You said sincerely.

"You can take my bed tonight and I will sleep on the couch." Four told you as he got up from the couch.

"Oh no Four I can't take your bed. I can go back to the dorms." You started to get up but became light headed. Seeing you wobble a little Four gently touched your shoulder and guided you back on the couch.

"I insist. I'm your leader and you have to listen to me." Four stared at you with his gorgeous brown eyes and you could not help to but to give a small smile. He was so nice. Four slightly smiled back at you.

"The bathroom is down the hall on the left so you can take a shower and I hope you don't mind wearing a man's t-shirt and jogging pants. I think the pants might be too big for you though." Four told you before he disappeared in his bedroom and bathroom before returning with a black t-shirt and black jogging pants. You slowly got up from the couch and grabbed the clothes.

"Thank you." You smiled heading to his bathroom. Four had a towel and wash cloth laid out on the sink for you. You slowly undressed trying not to wince from the pain your body and face felt. As you took off your underwear you realized you did not have a clean pair to put on after the shower. You started to panic as you thought of what the hell were you going to do with your used underwear. There was no way you were letting Four see them. You tucked them tightly in your clothes you just took off and stepped in the shower. The hot water felt good cascading down your skin. As you stood in the shower, the enormity of what just happen hit you and you started to cry in the shower. You did not do anything to deserve what Kevin did to you. Everyone had the same opportunity as you to show their skills as initiates. It wasn't your fault Kevin and his friends were not on the top of the list. You sighed as you stepped out of the shower, dried off and threw on Four's clothes. They were a little big for you. You had to roll up the waist of the jogging pants so they would stay on you. You found Four sitting on the couch waiting for you. He stood up when he saw you walk out the bathroom.

"Are you ok?" He asked concern.

"I feel a little better now. Where can I put my clothes? I will need them for tomorrow."

"You can place them on top of my dresser." Four pointed to his dresser. You folded your underwear tighter in your clothes and sat them on top of his dresser. "Are you hungry?"

"No. I'm fine." You had no appetite. "I'm just going to go to bed." You were exhausted and just wanted to sleep even though it was in one of your leader's bed. You needed sleep. A micro expression of disappointment flashed across Four's handsome face. You crawled into his king size bed and Four knelt by the bed.

"If you ever need me for anything you just let me know….ok?" Four gently pushed a strand of her hair off your cheek. He was so kind and you never would have thought he was kind when you first met him.

"Thanks Four. I will."

"Get some sleep. I will be right on the couch if you need anything."

You smiled and closed your eyes as Four got up from the side of the bed. In a matter of minutes you fell into a deep sleep.

You were woken up from your sleep with the sound of harsh whispering between two voices. You were groggy and tried to shake the sleepiness off you. You slowly and painfully sat up in bed. What was going on? Your eyes focused on Four at his door arguing with someone standing just outside his door.

"She is fine staying here." You heard Four say.

"You can't baby her. She should be back in the dorms." You recognized Eric's deep voice.

"She was attacked Eric! She needs to rest. Get your foot out my apartment before I break it!" You heard Four hiss.

"I want her in training tomorrow. If she wants to be Dauntless she needs to handle whatever comes her way and it's obvious she needs more training since she could not defend herself."

"Are you kidding me? Against three drunk guys? Come on Eric be realistic!"

"Make sure she is in training tomorrow." Eric snapped before leaving. Four slammed the door shut and winces when he realized you were sleeping. He turned around to see if he had wakened you but you had already laid back down pretending to be asleep. You kept your eyes closed as you heard Four walk around his apartment. After about an hour you finally fell into a restless sleep. You woke up early the next morning full of apprehension. You did not want to see Kevin and the guys that tried to force themselves onto you. You didn't want to go to training. You sat up in the bed and found Four in the kitchen making breakfast. You slowly crawled out of bed as your body ached worse than it did yesterday.

"Morning." Four called to you.

"Morning." You answered back and headed to his bathroom. You gasped when you saw your face in the mirror. Your lip was swollen and your face was bruised. You looked horrible. How would you explain this to your friends and the other initiates? You would have to make up some lie. You just hope Kevin's face looked worse than yours about the time Eric was done with him.

"Your face will heal fine." Four told you as you sat down at his kitchen table. He had a plate of food waiting for you.

"I know. I just look so hideous right now."

"No you don't." Four stuffed a forkful of eggs in his mouth.

"That's nice of you to say but I do." You winced a little from the pain in your lip as you took a bite of food. You both ate in silence and you caught yourself taken stolen glances at Four. He was incredibly handsome.

"I better get dress so I won't be late for training." You told him as you put your plate in his sink. "Thank you so much for breakfast."

"You don't have to go to training today." Four commented as he walked up behind you to put his plate in the sink. You felt goosebumps rise on your skin with him standing so close to you. You turned around and he was just inches from you.

"I need to go to training." You told him thinking of the heated conversation you heard between him and Eric last night. You needed to learn how to defend yourself better.

"Are you sure?" Four took a step closer to you and you could have easily stood on your toes and kissed his full lips.

"Yeah I'm sure." You said stepping away from him. You went into his bathroom and got dress in the clothes you wore yesterday. You hoped no one would notice.

"Ok. I will see you in the training room." Four called to you as you walked out his door.

You sighed with relief when you did not see Kevin and his friends with the initiates today. You wonder if they were in the infirmary. When you looked over at Eric you noticed he was watching you intently.

"My God! What happen to your face?" Your friend Jen asked you once she saw you.

"I'm a total klutz and fell down the stairs last night." You lied.

"My God Y/N you need to be careful." Jen said lightly caressing your cheek.

"I know."

"Y/N!" Eric called you. You looked over to him. "You practice knives today. The rest of you get ready to fight."

You frown to yourself for being singled out but was relieved you didn't have to fight because you knew your face couldn't take any more punches.

As everyone piled out after training you ran up to Eric.

"Eric can I talk to you for a moment?" Eric stopped walking and turned around with a perturbed look on his face. You almost thought better to bother him but shook off the look he gave you.

"What happen to Kevin and his friends?" You asked not letting his presence intimate you.

Eric crossed his massive arms across his chest and looked down at you for a few seconds before answering.

"Did you want to see them again?" He questioned.

"No…not at all. I was just wondering what happen to them."

"That is none of your concern. You do not have to worry about ever seeing them again." He snapped. You could tell he was becoming irritated with you.

"Thank you for your help." You reached out to touch his arm to show you were truly thankful and Eric recoiled to your touch. Your breath caught in your throat as you did not except that reaction even from him.

"Don't touch me!" his voiced laced with anger. You stepped back and apologized. Eric glared at you and then turned around and stomped off. Wow! What was his problem? You felt your heart thud in your chest. You admitted to yourself that he had just hurt your feelings. He had touched you in the past when he showed you how to throw your knives better. What was the difference now?

As you laid in bed that night your thoughts were on Four and how sweet he was to take care of you and you also found your thoughts on Eric. Why was he so angry when you touched him? Eric was a total sadistic asshole and you did not want to get on his bad side but his reaction was surprising even for him. You pondered at the thought if you should approach him about it. What's the worst that could happen? All he could do was yell at you again. As you fell asleep your thoughts were consumed with Four and Eric.