Torn 20

With as much dignity you could muster you snapped your nursing bra in place and pulled down your shirt.

"I'm afraid she just fell asleep." You told Eric and his mom with a strain smile.

"I better get going. We will talk later." Four whispered to you. He leaned over and kissed Abigail's sleepy face and you heard Angelina intake a sharp breath. Four got up slowly as not to disturb his God-daughter. Without a word or acknowledgement to one another Four passed Eric and his mom and left the room.

If Eric's eyes could shoot daggers at you, it would and you would be dead. You could tell he was furious. The way Angelina had looked at Four you figured Eric did not tell his mom about your relationship with him.

"Son, why was she kissing Tobias Eaton?" Angelina asked Eric disgusted as if you were not in the room. You frowned. Tobias Eaton?

"I will explain later." Eric snapped. You caught Angelina's disapproving look at her son's attitude toward her but Eric failed to notice as he was still glaring at you. You ignored him and got up to put your sleeping angel in her basinet.

"Can I hold her for a while?" Angelina asked walking up to you. You nodded and handed her granddaughter in her arms. "I will be out in the living room." She told you making a point to look at you and then her son before leaving the room.

"Who is Tobias Eaton?" You asked sitting back on the bed pulling your legs up to sit criss cross. Eric walked up to the bed staring down on you.

"You're fucking the man and you don't even know his real name?" You could see the slight amusement on Eric's face at your ignorance.

"Four?"

As quick as a switch Eric's face turned hard and all traces of amusement were gone.

"That is a conversation you need to have with him. I'm not wasting my time talking about him. He is irrelevant to me Y/N." You could see his eyes change into a stormy dark blue. You braced yourself for what was going to happen next. Eric leaned over where he was just inches from your face. He grabbed your chin and pulled you even closer to him.

"Don't you ever embarrass me in front of my mother again." You could feel the heat from his breath on your lips. He squeezed your chin. "Do you hear me?"

You pulled your head back breaking his grasp on your chin and rolled your eyes at him which infuriated him more and if his mother was not a few feet away in the living room you knew you would be punish for your defiance.

"Move Eric." He was in your way. He did not budge. You sighed and scooted over on the bed where he was not standing and got up. Eric grabbed your arm and pulled you against him.

"Don't ignore me Y/N." he barked in your ear.

"Fine Eric!" You were not in the mood to go toe to toe with him. You snatched your arm away from him and started for the living room.

"Where the hell do you think you are going? I'm not finish."

"What Eric? You made your point. Don't embarrass you in front of your mom. I got it!"

"Sit down."

"I rather stand." You told him. "Look you don't own me Eric. Just because I gave birth to your child does not make me your property."

Eric's eyes roamed over you pondering how he would handle what you just told him. He decided he would handle your defiance later.

"Mom wants the baby to spend some time with her at Erudite." Eric informed you as he walked up to you.

"You're kidding, right?"

"No. Why would I kid about something like that?"

"Abigail is not even a week old. She is not leaving my sight. You should know better to ask me something like that."

"The baby will be fine. It's not her first time at the rodeo. She raised me."

"Exactly!"

"What the hell does that supposed to mean?"

"Eric use your Erudite brain for a change."

"Y/N, I would advise not to piss me off right now. You can't keep her grandchild from her."

"I'm not trying to keep her from her grandmother Eric. Just wait until she is a little older. She is more than welcome to come to Dauntless whenever she wants to see her."

"Fine. In a couple of months then."

You just looked at Eric not giving him an answer. Your daughter was not going anywhere without you until she could communicate effectively.

"Can I go now?" You asked sarcastically.

"Keep on being a smart-ass Y/N!"

You wanted to ask him or what but you thought it best not to provoke him further. You shook your head and walked out the room. You found Angelina sitting on the couch humming to Abigail who was still asleep.

"Angelina would you like something to drink?"

"I'm fine sweetheart. Eric, would you like something to drink."

"No." he snapped. "I have to get back to the office. Mom I will see you later." Eric glared at you and without a goodbye he walked out the door. You sighed with relief and sat next to Angelina on the couch.

"Are you sleeping with Tobias?" she asked rather bluntly.

"With all due respect I don't see how that is any of your business."

"So that is a yes. How can you give birth to one man's child while sleeping with another? You were Abnegation. Slut isn't one of their characteristics."

"Oh hell no." You muttered as you shot up from the couch.

"I think it is time for you to go."

An eerie smile displayed on Angelina's lips.

"Oh toughen up sweetheart. If you and my son are to be together you need to have thicker skin."

"What makes you think I want to be with your son."

"Honey you are a woman. Of course, you would want to be with him."

You held back the laughter that was creeping up in your throat.

"I need to rest. I have to sleep whenever she is sleeping." You told her as nicely as you could.

"Sure." Angelina lifted Abigail so you can take her. You took your daughter in your arms. "I will stop by later. If you need anything I will be at Eric's."

You frowned a little. How could she insult you in one breath and then offer help in the next?

"I will see you later princess." Angelina got up from the couch and kissed Abigail's cheek. "You really did good Y/N."

"Thank you." This woman really confused you. One minute she was sandpaper and the next she was velvet.

You were finally able to crawl into bed but you could not find sleep. You needed to talk to Four. How could he not have told you his real name? You chastised yourself for not thinking about questioning his name. Who would name their child Four? You rolled over, grabbed your phone off your nightstand and dialed Four's office. His assistant Mary answered the phone in her chipper voice.

"Hi Y/N! How is that beautiful baby girl?"

"She is precious Mary. Thanks for asking. Is Four available?"

Mary saw no lines lit so Four was not on the phone.

"Yes one second and I will patch you through. Make sure you bring that bundle of joy for us to see soon ok?"

"You got it." You answered waiting patiently to be patched in.

"Hey beautiful." You smiled as you heard the smile in Four's voice.

"Hey back. I was wondering if you could stop by when you are off so we can chat."

"About what we talked about earlier?"

"Among other things."

"I can come over now."

"No it can wait until you get off."

"I'm on my way." Four said quickly and hung up the phone.

As soon as Four walked in he planted a quick kiss on your lips.

"Abigail's asleep?"

"Yeah. She should be up shortly." You informed him as you sat on the couch.

"What's up?"

"Four why didn't you tell me your name was Tobias Eaton?"

A look of pain surfaced on Four's handsome face.

"Who told you? Eric?"

"His mom said your name."

Four let out a heavy sigh.

"That name is something I rather forget. It is from my past and I put it past me."

"Why? What happen you?"

Four looked at you a long moment before answering.

"I was abused by my father." He finally admitted. You hand covered your mouth in horror.

"Four…I am so sorry." You grabbed his hand and gave it a tight squeezed.

"It is something that I do not want to relive Y/N. That is why I never told you. I forged my own future and my destiny and I will never let anyone hurt me anymore."

"Eaton? Are you related to Marcus Eaton?"

A micro expression of disgust quickly displayed and left Four's handsome face.

"Yes he is my father and Y/N I would rather not talk about him."

You pulled Four into a hug.

"Okay. Thank you for telling me Four." You were in love with two men who had daddy issues.

Four caressed your lips with his fingers.

"I am sorry I never told you. I didn't want you to know that part of me."

You nodded your head understanding where he was coming from. Four leaned over and lightly kissed your lips.

"I have to get back."

"Ok. Will I see you later?"

"Depends if your baby daddy is here." He said with a smirk.

"I'll give you a call later then."

"Sounds good."

One last kiss to your forehead Four headed out the door.

It had been two weeks and Eric had not stop by to see his daughter. He called everyday but the conversation was short and he sounded irritated. Not to get into an argument you often cut the conversation short and Eric did not object.

His mother who visited often and was on her best behavior told you he had a lot of work piled on him. You found that to be a bullshit excuse.

You smiled down at your baby girl.

You needed to get out the house before you went stir crazy. You bundle Abigail up, threw on some clothes, gently put her in her stroller and headed to see Four. Four always made a point to stop and see his God-daughter so you had no idea what was Eric's excuse.

Eric was busy reading a report summary when he heard the distinct sound of a baby down the hall. Was that his daughter? He started to get up when his phone rung. He snatched the phone up.

"What!" he huffed into the phone. He listens to one of the leaders dictate a report to him. He was making a mental note of what was being relayed to him when he saw you walk past his office pushing his daughter in a stroller. You did not even look into his office as you walked by. What the hell were you doing? As he half listen to the other end of the call he watched several of the receptionists walk past his office. He started to hear laughter and baby talk from the ladies. Realizing you had took his daughter to see Four and not him sent him into a fit a rage and the pen he held in his hand snapped in half.

"Do you have anything else to report?" Eric asked doing very little to hide the irritation in his voice.

"Yes sir. One more thing."

As the leader continued his report he saw you walk by his office again alone still not looking in his direction.

"We need to cut this short. I will get the rest of your brief later." Without waiting for a response, he slammed the phone down, jumped up from his desk and headed to find his daughter. He found her in Four's arms in the hall surrounding by the female staff. Now Eric prides himself on keeping a stone face and not let anyone know what he is thinking at any given moment but when Mary looked up to find Eric standing a few feet from them she gasped. It was obvious Dauntless Leader Coulter was pissed.

"Oh shit." Four's assistant muttered under her breath. Hearing the fear in her swear Four looked up to find the source of her fear.

"Leader Coulter come look at Four's beautiful little girl." Claire one of the leader's new receptionist told the irate leader. Feeling the tension around the rest of the ladies and Four she realized her error. By the look on Leader Coulter's face toward her she knew she was just permanently placed on his shit list.

"You're fired." He told her as if he was ordering something to eat.

"You can't fire her Eric. She is Chad's new receptionist." Four informed Eric. Eric looked over at Four successfully hiding his anger. He put on a bored face.

"I am Chad's superior so yes I can fire her."

"I am so sorry Mr. Coulter. I didn't know. Please don't fire me." Claire pleaded with every fiber of her soul and Eric was unimpressed.

"Give me my daughter." Eric ordered Four. Reluctantly Four gave his God-daughter to Eric. He did not want to make things worse for you then they already were. When you turned down the hall from seeing Max to go over when you can return to work you froze when you saw Eric, Four and a few receptionists. The ladies scurried away leaving Four and Eric. When Eric saw you, his face turned a shade of red. You knew Eric would be upset but his face told you he was on a whole new level of anger you had never seen before. Well he never bothered to see his daughter so fuck him you rationalize. Eric put his daughter in her stroller. He didn't say a word to you. Four mouthed he was sorry just before you leaned over and kissed him softly on his lips. A sound came from Eric that you could not described but it sounded angry. Four walked back into his office and Eric took off with Abigail in the stroller. You had to quicken your step to keep up with father and child.

Eric did not utter one word to you as you walked back to your apartment. A silent Eric was worse than a yelling Eric. His silence meant that his brain was working one hundred miles a minute and nothing good would come from it.

Eric held the door open as you pushed Abigail's stroller in the house.

You knew it was coming and you had to brace yourself. You did not want your daughter to hear her father rip you a new asshole. You found Jen and Charles on the couch cuddling.

"Jen can you and Charles take Abigail out for a few minutes?"

"Of course. Is everything-" Jen stopped mid-sentence when she saw Eric's facial expression.

As soon as the door shut Eric was in your face.

"Are you fuckin kidding me! How fuckin dare you!"

"Eric….please calm down." You tried to keep your voice low and calm but it was not working.

"You fuckin took my child to see Four and walk right past me like I don't fuckin exist?"

"You do realize you have a child. We have not seen you in two weeks Eric! How is that Four makes time for her and you don't?"

Eric backed away from you and you saw him start to tremble.

"You have no idea how pissed I am at you." Eric lowered his voice and it was sinister. That voice was worse than any yelling he could do. You walked up to him to see if you could calm him down and he stepped back from you.

"Y/N…..it's best you keep your distance." There was that voice again.

"God! You talking about me always being dramatic. You are acting like a little bitch right now." As soon as the words left your mouth you regretted them.

The dishes you had drying in the dish rack went flying against the wall as Eric's rage consumed him. You watched helplessly as glass went everywhere. That was going to be hell to clean up. You heard the sound of glass crunching under Eric's boots as he swiftly walked up to you. He grabbed you by your ponytail and jerked your head back.

"Who you calling a bitch?!" His blue eyes bore into yours.

"I'm…I'm…sorry…Eric I'm sorry." You felt as if you were going to cry.

"Don't you ever fuckin take her to see him again! She is my kid!" Droplets of spit from his mouth landed on your face. You tried to pull your hair out of his tight grip to only have him twist it around his large hand and pull you closer to him. Your neck started to throb from the uncomfortable arched position he had you in.

"Eric! Let go!" You shouted at him trying to pull away. Eric looked down at you and quickly let you go.

"Go change. You're leaking." He observed in a monotone voice.

You looked down at your shirt and you were indeed leaking from both breast. You were mortified.

Eric walked into your bedroom just as you pulled off your bra. You could tell he had calm down at least ten levels.

"Eric do you mind?" You quickly grabbed new breast pads to put on under your bra when Eric walked up to you and grabbed your hand to stop you.

"What are you doing?" You asked softly as he closed the space between you two.

"I want to see you."

"Eric you have seen me before."

"Not like this." Both his hands grabbed a breast and rubbed gently. A moan escaped your mouth. "Not this thick."

"Eric don't. I'm with Four. You know this."

A wicked smile graced his lips as he pinched one of your nipples causing you to groan in pleasure.

"What the hell are you doing? You acted like you were about to beat my ass a few minutes ago and now you have your hands on my breast."

"Y/N I would never hurt you on purpose. You just brought something out of me that scared the hell out of me and I suggest you don't do anything again to see that side of me ever again."

"Eric you need to get use to the fact that Four is her God-father and we are together."

"You really think you are Four's don't you?" Eric asked mockingly.

Eric let go of your breast and took a step back. Your body literally moaned in disappointment.

"You just keep on thinking you are Four's. I won't touch you until you tell me too. Better yet Y/N I won't touch you until you beg me." Eric closed the gap between you two again and your nipples grazed against his vest. You bit your lip to keep from moaning out loud. "Then we will see who you truly belong too."

"I would never beg for you Eric. If anything, you will be begging for me." You stepped up. You weren't taking his shit anymore. How dare he disrespect what you and Four shared.

Eric raised his eyebrow.

"Oh is that a challenge Y/N?"

You nodded yes.

"Then challenge accepted."