Torn 23

"You have already taken her from me and now you are going to act like she is not my child in public?!"

He had to be out of his gotdamn mind if he was talking about you removing Abbey's hand from pulling on his button. You were sick of his shit.

"Hold that thought." You told him as you went to your tablet and told your mom to quickly come get Abbey.

"What are you doing? I am talking to you!" Eric yelled after you. You could hear his footsteps coming toward your room. After you text your mother you put your tablet down.

"Eric, shut up before you upset Abbey!" You whispered angrily at him as you looked over at Abbey who was content in her crib with her foot in her mouth. Eric looked down at Abbey and his face soften as he walked over and picked his daughter up from her crib.

You busied yourself around the room making an overnight bag for Abbey. You had a feeling you and Eric would be at each other's throat for a while.

"What are you doing?" Eric asked after kissing Abbey's cheeks.

"Mom is coming to pick up Abbey. I am not continuing this conversation with our child in the house." You walked out to the kitchen and pulled frozen milk out the freezer.

"I want Abbey here." Eric told you. You shook your head no.

"Why would you want to subject her to us arguing." Eric started to interject but you cut him off. "You know that is where this conversation leads. Don't deny it." You looked at Eric sternly daring him to deny it. He didn't. He let out a low growl of frustration and stalked back out to the living room while you finish packing. Your mom walked in the house after a few moments and completely ignored Eric as she gathered her granddaughter. You followed behind her and Abbey, quietly shut the door behind them and turned to look at Eric.

"Now what were you saying?" You asked crossing your arms across your chest. Eric took a deep breath and yet again tried to control his growing frustration.

"Do not ever pull my daughter away from me in public again." His voice was slow and stern.

"Why are starting shit Eric? You know damn well if I didn't pull Abbey away, you would be bitching that in public you are a solider first and do not want any physical attention."

"That's not true." Eric snapped.

"Yes, the fuck it is and….you know it." The last came out in an angry whisper as you walked up to him, stood on tip toes and tried your best to stand up to him. Eric looked down at you as the micro expression of shock displayed on his face before amusement replaced it. His amusement of you pissed you off as you were getting angry and here he was with a smirk threating to show on his lips. Fuckin bastard! You huffed and walked away from him. You stood in the middle of the living room fuming.

"You want to know what Max said to me the day I was almost killed yet again?!" You shouted at Eric. You wanted to hurt him. "He asked me if you were fuckin worth it!"

Eric flinched.

"I am worth it." Eric deadpanned trying not to show how much the comment had hurt him.

"Are you really Eric? You have put me through hell and back…for what? What?" You raised your hands in question. "I am too damn good for you! Yes, I may have been frightened of my own shadow when we first met, but that is not who I am anymore." You seethed at Eric.

"Who shaped and mold you into the woman you are today?! Huh? Me! I did that!"

This muthafucka!

"Dauntless shaped me into who I am today." You countered.

Eric shook his head no as he walked up to you and got into your face.

"Nope….try again. Dauntless had a hand yes, but I am the reason you are as strong as you are now, I am the reason you can stand up for yourself and I am the reason you can fuck as good as you do now."

Your hand drew back, and you slapped him hard across his face. The sudden gesture pulled at your back and caused pain to shoot from your back to your chest. You could not help but to let out a cry in pain.

Eric moved to grab you to comfort you and you pushed him away.

"Fuck off!" You yelled at him as tears welled in your eyes from the pain. By the level of pain pulsating through your body you knew you pulled and maybe tore at the new skin forming. You rushed the kitchen to get your pain medicine out of one of the cabinets. You grabbed the bottle and tears rolled down your cheek as you tried to open the bottle. Seeing your frustration, Eric walked up to you and grabbed the bottle out of your hands.

"I got it." He told you as he quickly and efficiently opened the bottle. He tapped one dissolvable tablet in your palm.

"Two."

"You just need one. These are pretty strong, Y/N."

"Give me two Eric!" You snapped, and Eric dropped one more tablet in your hand. You quickly took them and let the dissolve in your mouth. Eric watched you as your pupils dilated and your pain subsided.

"Eric, I need to lay down." You slurred. "Can you please leave."

"Not until I make sure you are alright." Eric's face was full of concern.

"I will be fine. I just need rest. We can talk tomorrow." Eric followed you into your bedroom and watched you slowly undress to lounge clothes. Taking off your shirt was hardest as any sharp movement caused you pain. Once your shirt was off Eric asked to check your back. You were grateful as you needed to know how bad you pulled at the healing skin. You sat on the bed and was quiet as Eric removed your bandages.

"It's not bad." He told you after inspection. "It didn't pull to hard. I'm sorry I upset you to where you harmed yourself."

You looked over at Eric. Did he just apologized to you? His whole demeanor changed. He knew he was wrong and he needed to hold back before he lost you and Abbey. You nodded your head not responding as he carefully put the bandages back on your back.

"Thank you." You whispered as you slowly crawled into bed.

"I'm going to go to your parent's house to see Abbey for a few minutes before I return to Dauntless." Eric informed you as you closed your eyes.

"That's fine." You whispered as your body became numb from pain and sleep found you. The last you heard was the door shutting as Eric left.

Dara watched Eric like a hawk as he sat with his little girl. He kissed her cheek for the thousandth time before looking up at your mom.

"You don't have to stand over me and watch me with my child." Dara sucked her teeth as she frowned at Abbey's father.

"You know you are no good for my daughter."

A smirk surfaced on Eric's face. "So, I have been told."

"Then why do you insist on staying with her."

"Despite what everyone thinks I am good to her. She is the mother of my child, I love her, and I would die before I let anything happen to her or Abbey."

Eric's confession caught Dara off guard a little. She did not expect to hear those words from the cold Dauntless leader. Eric realized he may have shared too much with your mom as he had yet to tell you he loved you, but he knew telling your mom that he did should shut her ass up. It effectively did. He saw her face soften a little and that was all he needed to see to know she was rethinking her hatred for him.

"Well you treat them both right Eric or you will have us to answer too."

Eric nodded and smiled to himself as Dara left him to be alone with his child.

"Nova! These are stunning!" You looked down at one of the few outfits Nova had brought to Abnegation for you to try on. Her work was stunning as you looked in the full length mirror she had brought with her and propped up against the wall. Nova had managed to keep your Abnegation roots with a flair of Dauntless. You loved the outfits and they fit your body perfectly as you tried on each one. Nova was a genius.

"Thank you, Y/N.," Nova quickly glanced up at you before returning her attention back to Abbey who she was holding.

"I just can't believe Eric has a kid. I never thought I will see the day."

"Why is that?" You asked as you pulled off the last outfit and changed back into your lounge clothes.

"I've known Eric all my life. We grew up together and both initiated at Dauntless together. He has always been so driven and focus. I never thought he would have time for a girlfriend much less a child."

"Well here we are. Not sure on the girlfriend part." You sat by Nova and gave your daughter a caress on her cheek.

"You are right. You are more than just a girlfriend to him. I have never seen Eric so involved with anyone other than himself. I'm proud of him. I am glad he met you and you brought the side out of him I always knew he had." You smiled at Nova and asked her how she became a designer to change the subject. Nova told you she was top of her class with Eric and Four and served a few years as a leader but decided to open a shop as she always had a passion for design since childhood. While a child at Erudite she even help design some VIP's clothing's. After a few years as leader she stepped down with Max hesitant blessing to open her own shop. She was still a solider and would and had shut down the shop when called upon.

"Why has he never told me about you?" You really wished you had this remarkable woman in your life along with Jen and Four. Nova shrugged her shoulders.

"Who knows with Eric. Maybe he wants to keep you all to himself."

As if on queue your tablet pinged letting you know it was a text from Eric. You grabbed it and read he was on his way.

"Well speak of the devil. He is on his way."

"Well let me get out of your hair." Nova said handing Abbey back to you.

"Why don't you stay? I'm sure Eric would love to see you." You would love to have company to keep an always impending argument with Eric.

"I would but I have so much to do back at the shop. Can I take a raincheck?"

"Of course." You told her as you stood up to walk her out. Nova kissed Abbey one more time before heading to her car. You waved goodbye as she drove off. As you nursed Abbey you pondered what kind of mood Eric would be in when he walked through your door. He was apologetic when he left yesterday so maybe today he would not try to start anything with you. After putting Abbey in her crib to sleep you heard his unmistakable knock at your door. You let out a sigh as you went to answer it.

Eric seemed to be in a better mood as he did not mention the event from yesterday. He was sitting at the kitchen table on his tablet patiently waiting for his daughter to wake up as you busied yourself making lunch. You let out another sigh as you heard the sound of your tablet alerting you it was time for your shots.

"Eric do you mind giving me my shots?" You turned asking hopefully.

Eric looked up from his tablet slowly looking at you up and down before telling you he would. His measured look caused heat to rise to your cheeks and the familiar throb course through your body. You tried to push away your feelings of desire as Eric followed you into your room.

"Oh, can you grab two of the serums from the fridge."

Eric went to the kitchen and you prepared yourself for your shots. As luck would have it just as it did with Four, Eric walked in just before you could cover your breasts with a pillow. He did very little to hide the desire on his face. You quickly covered yourself and noticed he had the wrong syringes as he sat next to you on the bed.

"Eric, those are the wrong syringes. The serum handle was changed to blue."

"What is this then?" He asked studying the needle before looking up at you.

"It's nothing. Just something for the pain." You quickly looked away from his glare.

"You're lying." He told you flatly.

"No, I'm not." You lied hoping it sounded like the truth.

"I'm going to ask you again. What is this?"

You chewed on your bottom lip. You just knew if you told him he would be upset.

"Y/N!" He barked at you forgetting he had a sleeping daughter a few feet away.

"Ok…ok…...it's my birth control." Eric glared at you for a long time and you saw the slow anger that was building up inside him.

He was trying his best not to go nuclear on you.

After a few moments of slow and steady breathing to get himself in check he asked in a steady voice why you were on birth control.

"I have a five-month-old Eric. I don't want any more kids now."

"That is something you should have discussed with me."

"No, it is not." You countered. "You are not my husband."

"Yes, it is something that you should have told me. Maybe I want a son."

"Well you won't be having any more children with me. I'm sure there is a hot, new initiate that would be happy to give you more kids."

Eric looked at you sternly. "I'm going to pretend you did not just say that." Eric quickly got up and went to the fridge to put the syringes back.

"It's the green ones." You yelled to him. You quickly looked over at Abbey who did not stir from her sleep.

"We are going to have a conversation about the birth control at a later time." Eric told you sitting back on the bed. You ignored him and turned your back to him. Eric slowly removed the old bandages as you rolled up a washcloth and placed it in your mouth between your teeth.

"Are you ready?" Eric asked as he positioned a syringe at the top right corner of your back. He could see it was healing as some skin was growing back but there were sizeable areas that were still raw. You nodded yes as you bit down on the rolled-up wash cloth. Eric slowly entered the first treatment and you gritted the cloth with your teeth to keep from screaming aloud. The shots always hurt, and your body never got use to them.

The serum coursed through your body and the pain finally subsided. You pulled the washcloth you're your mouth and let out a sigh of relief. You turned around to find Eric staring at you with concern.

"The worse is over." You told him before turning back around for him to put fresh bandages on. He leaned over and grabbed the bandages from the nightstand and prepared them to put on your back. You felt his movement behind you and expected to feel the sensation of soft bandages being applied to your back but instead you felt his lips lightly kissing your scars. You let out a soft sigh as he made his way up to the back of your neck with light butterfly kisses. You sigh turned into moans as his tongue moved to the side of your neck.

"Eric." You moaned.

"Hmm." He nipped your neck.

"I can't."

Without a word Eric tore himself from your neck and quickly and efficiently put new bandages on your back. He threw out the old bandages in your bathroom trash.

"Leave your shirt off." Eric ordered you as he exit your bathroom and saw you putting your shirt back on.

"Eric, I told you I can't. My back is still healing."

"I know, Y/N. That has nothing to do with me tasting you. Take off your pants."

Your body was slammed with heat instantly and you found yourself doing as you were told.