Chapter 13!

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Iris

I walked back to my friends and found Jenna and Rick smiling at me. Zeke's eyebrows were raised and he looked curious. 'What's up with you and my boy?' He asked. I grinned and walked over to the cafeteria. 'Let's go, Zeke, we have to make some arranges for tonight.' 'See you later,' Jenna and Rick called after me and pushed Zeke towards me. 'Bye!' I called back and pulled him with me. 'Iris!' He said when we sat down at one of the tables. 'He knows Jenna and Rick, and he knows you as well?' He asked confused. 'What did Four tell you?' I asked surprised. 'Well, he was really rude to Jenna and Rick, so I asked him what was wrong with him: he never acted like that before. He asked if I could just trust him, so I said that I'm his friend but I hardly know him enough to trust him,' he explained. 'Then he told me that Jenna trusts him.'

I nodded, 'so do I, but I can't tell you more.' He shook his head, understandingly. 'Right, I can't tell anyone either.' I shook my head frantically. 'No, you'd better not cause dissemination!' He crooked a smile. 'I'm not an idiot, don't worry.' I blushed slightly. 'Sorry, it's just really important.' He nodded, 'it's okay, really.' Then the cheeky grin flashed onto his face. 'Now let's get the party started, cheeky bastard.' I chuckled. 'Let's do this.' We sat there for two hours, working out every small detail. 'Now it's time to get started on our entrance,' he said with a grin and pulled me towards the training court.

Four

Pretending I liked Eric and Layla was difficult. I loathed them both, and traipsing after them like some sort of dog annoyed me. It felt like I'd descended on the social ladder, walking around with people I disliked yet had to impress. Being rude to the ones I liked felt like I was perverting my mind, even though I was doing it for the sake of the faction. Meaning, especially for the ones I liked and loved, to keep them safe, which was a good way to goad me. Eric looked at me and noticed my sullen expression. 'Are you bored?' He asked amused and raised his eyebrows.

I shook my head. 'That's just my face. Where do you want to go?' He leaned against the wall and stared at me. My palms became sweaty, his gaze was like he looked right through me. 'What's up with you and those stiffs?' He asked. Oh God. 'Nothing, I just think they have to prove themselves. I don't think they deserve to be here,' I said curtly. He nodded approvingly. 'What do you think about that blond one, I saw you looking at her,' he stated. I clenched my fist and squinted my eyes. What was I supposed to say? 'Yeah, she annoys the hell out of me. Are you done with the third degree?' I snapped. He smiled without emotion and nodded. 'Right, that's good, because we need to keep an eye on her.'

I raised my eyebrows. 'Why would I look at her for longer than necessary?' Layla laughed and threw her hair on her back. 'Because she's important, she leads us to the person we came to Dauntless for.' My mind went blank. They were looking for Tobias... For me. Eric stared at Layla as if he wanted to kill her for providing me with significant information. 'Don't worry, I wasn't planning on telling the stiff. At least in this way she's some kind of useful,' I said while trying to maintain my sullen face. I tried to make my voice sound as malignant as I possibly could, because I was hurting as I spoke those words. That girl was everything to me, not just some artifact! Eric stared at me for a few seconds and I glared back. He nodded at Layla.

'Iris leads us to Tobias Eaton. He's the son of the Abnegation leader Marcus Eaton. Jeanine and Marcus are working together on something and Marcus only wants to work with her when she brings him back Tobias,' Layla explained. Damn it Marcus! Leave me alone... My heart started pounding, I had to play this well, or I could end up getting shipped off to my father. 'And what's the stiff's role in this exactly?' I asked. Eric's face turned sullen. 'Tobias was dating that.' He scowled as he said the word "that". I clenched my fist and gritted my teeth, how badly I wanted to punch him in his arrogant face! Yelling how he shouldn't be talking about her like that, but I couldn't... And I really shouldn't.

'Well, he escaped right on time, didn't he,' I said and smirked. Eric looked amused and Layla laughed. My stomach almost turned, they were sick... 'Jeanine and Marcus think he's still alive and we have to get information from the stiff,' Eric said. I nodded. 'How will you even get the information from her?' I asked sarcastically. 'It's not like you enjoy talking to her.' He crooked a smile. 'Of course not. Jeanine ordered us to torture her should we need to. Take out her brother if he resists or causes trouble, but I think that some truth serum may help as well. Eric likes the first option though,' Layla said, laughing.

My legs were shaking. How could I stand there hearing them talking about TORTURING MY GIRLFRIEND?! I had to report this to Damon immediately, I had to keep her safe, but how?! 'What happens when you find him and Marcus has him back?' I asked, keeping my voice as neutral as possible. 'What do you think, that we're letting you in on all our secretes? I don't even know if you are to be trusted,' Layla scoffed. I nodded. 'Right. Something else,' I said, trying to direct the conversation to a safer topic. 'Please tell me you know how to fight, because what else we have a lot of work to do,' I said, eyeing the both of them. Layla's face fell, she was a typical Erudite: she wouldn't make the cut, and I was glad about that. Eric's body was sturdy, he looked like he was trained, and therefore his eyes showed confidence. 'Let's go,' I said, using my low voice to intimidate them. I walked off to the one of the training courts with Eric and Layla following me. I was ready to throw some punches.

Iris

'Zeke,' I whined. 'We have to eat. Aren't you starving?' He chuckled. 'What is it with you and food?' I shook my head. 'My body is lacking it at the moment, can we go? We've been practicing for so long!' He nodded. 'Let's get you some real food, I bet the Abnegation food wasn't much.' I grinned. 'Nor appreciated. Horrendous salads.' He laughed and we walked out of the training court. When we did, we saw Four, Eric and Layla walking out of one of the other training courts. They looked sweaty, like they'd been training the entire afternoon. I looked at Zeke, we looked sweaty as well, what would they think of us?

'Take a quick shower guys, you've got to be decompressed for tonight,' Zeke grinned. I nudged him and giggled. 'Don't tell anything!' He shook his head and laughed. 'You seem to be happy, even though you've just lost your boyfriend, stiff,' Eric said amused. My heart skipped a beat, and I deliberately didn't look at Four. 'What?' I asked shocked. 'Yeah, Tobias, you know, your ex-boyfriend. The one who's either dead or alive somewhere?' He said with a smile. I gritted my teeth as I saw that smile. I hated that guy with all my heart, sick bastard.

I clenched my fist and stormed up to him. 'THAT IS NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS YOU ARROGANT SON OF A-' I yelled when Zeke pulled me back. 'Iris!' He said firmly. 'He's not worth it!' Eric started laughing and Layla giggled. Four pretended to smile, but I could see the pain in his eyes, and so did Zeke. 'Well, it kind of is. We're looking for him. Tell us when you find him, all right?' Layla said. That witch... 'You tell me,' I said, and my voice cracked. 'You are pathetic, ALL OF YOU.' I stared at Eric first, then at Layla... And then at Four. His gaze was cold, but I knew his heart wasn't. I shook my head and pulled Zeke with me. 'Iris, I'm sorry,' he said softly when we arrived in the cafeteria. 'I had no idea your boyfriend was-' I raised my hand and hugged him. He hugged me in response and nodded. 'Let's throw a raving party, yeah?'

I smiled. 'Definitely.'