Chapter 4
Eric P.O.V
I've been caught, my hands are tide behind my back. I feel blood drizzling down my face. I'm sitting in the jail cell at Candor. I know what is coming next, my execution. I know the Dauntless laws, they see me as it is a Traitor.
Most of the people I've killed always begged for me to spare their life. Always seeing the fear in their eyes as I squeeze the trigger, releasing the bullet into them. There were times that their blood would splash on me. I didn't care, blood, death... We all have to go sometime. You live and then you die, my old man use to say that. Still, better them idiots then me. It doesn't bother me that I will die soon. I have learned to deal with the blood on my hands. They will get theirs soon enough... Those damn STIFFS! I will find a way!
They never knew that we were all breathing in hallucination serum. They came in, staring at what they thought was me about five feet to my right. It was weird watching them talking to nothing but space, and then Four pulling the trigger himself. Then they turned around and walked out. It looked like they all had their belongings with them. Don't know where they're heading and I didn't care. I was too busy laughing...
Not long after three men with hoodies walked in, untied me and said that a "friend" just saved my life. He wanted to...
I still curse the day that girl landed in Dauntless. Ever since she did, made my life a living nightmare. Then Four started to fall for her. Almost makes me want to throw up. The googly eyes, the smirks, and the gestures that they shared.
They came up with a lie to make me a fool, when she was caught in Erudite during her initiation. I still can not believe I fell for it too, I'm such a fool. Makes me angry. Of course, he didn't reject her advances. I wouldn't have. But who would have thought... Four was always known for rejecting the sluts of Dauntless. I always thought that he must have had a thing for Amar... he was that upset when he died. Didn't think that maybe he just preferred the Stiffs in the bedroom. Guess it made sense.
Although they both didn't act like Stiffs the night before he left back to Chicago. It still amazes me how they ended up in the same room I was hiding in, is beyond me. At first I thought they must have known I was alive, that they came to finish the job. But that was not the case. They were so lost in their passion, sharing intimate kisses, and getting their cloths off, they never knew I was in the closet. I'll give it to her, the girl had technique. Four on the other hand, was comical. It took everything I had not to bust out laughing and give away that I was there watching and alive.
When they finally fell asleep, I stood over them both. Gun in my hand, I was ready. I wanted to do it right there and then. But it was too easy, I wanted to ripe his heart out first. I had already told David all about their idiotic plans they created. Although he wasn't 100% surprised, but he was pissed off. He was prepared to intercede on their plans, the minute Tris went into the weapon lab, and passes the death serum. He killed her, or so it seemed to everyone. No longer caring about the "PURE," she needed to be eliminated. Then Four would loose EVERYTHING! He would beg for death!
It's funny when people think you are dead, and they are so absorbed in their world! The amount of information you find out because they have such a loud fucking mouth.
Watching Four on the cameras back in the city, brings me such joy in the pit of my stomach. He really has no idea. He is mourning over her, crying all the time like a baby. Just wait until he finds out she has been alive all this time, here locked up. David told me that she is caring his spawn. He left it up to me, to decide rather or not to terminate the pregnancy. After weighing all options... I had to decide what would hurt the most, killing a baby that he didn't even know about, or finding out that he has a child with the woman that he loves, that she is still alive, and finding out that she thinks she is mine and the baby thinks it's mine too. That would rip him apart more painful, and then I will kill them all making Four watch. Then maybe I will kill him, if he begs for it.
I hear the alarm go off, I'm already in the Lobby. No need to hide anymore. Already placing things in motion. We left Tris on the table in a lab, unstrapped, with the door cracked open hoping that she will take the bait and try to escape. What's so fun about catching the mouse, is it doesn't run first. The chase is the most exciting part of the catch.
I see her, she's running looking behind her. What she doesn't know is that her catcher is already in front of her. I stand in place, ready to take her body weight, she about to plunge into me.
BAM
I grab her arms to hold her steady wanting her to look up and see who has a hold of her. Will she think her precious Four came to save her?
"Well hello, Tris." I say. Trying to keep my voice steady and firm. Hide the excitement.
When she looks up at me, it takes all of me to stop the laughter that threatens to come out of my mouth. Her eyes widen, like if they might pop out of her eye sockets. Her skin turning pale like a ghost.
"Oh whats wrong, Tris? You look like you've seen a ghost." I say with a grin that I can't stop.
"Eric?" She asks
"That's right, BITCH, in the flesh!" I say and I can't hold back my emotions any longer I allow my arm to come up in the air and snap down with as much force I can out into the hit... When my hand meets her face she falls back onto the floor. I crotch down and pick her up. Nothing gentle I want her to hurt, she will suffer for my suffering, and it's only just began. Your next FOUR!