I wake up in the infirmary, only thinking about Tobias. I try to move, but I'm too sore to do it. I touch my face and I can feel how swollen it is, and how many bandages are on my nose. Tobias must've broken it. As soon as the doctors see that my eyes are open, they rush to tell me what condition I'm in.

"Tris, I'm glad to see you're awake," one of the doctors said as he say next to me. "The damage done to you isn't too severe. Your nose is broken, you have a sprained ankle, a sprained wrist, scabbed knuckles, a black eye, minor swelling, and several bruises and scrapes. What exactly happened to cause these injuries?"

My eyes started to fill with tears, and I told him I didn't want to talk about it. He told me it was alright if it was too personal, but to make sure I told someone close to me so it wouldn't bottle up inside of me. I'm shocked by how nice he was about it. You don't see too many doctors that say something other than ice and painkillers. I look over towards the door to see Eric, carrying the largest bouquet of flowers I've ever seen in my life. Tears threaten to leave my year ducts again, but I don't let them.

"I'm so glad you're awake," Eric told me, rushing towards me. He handed me the massive bouquet of flowers, and once I set them down on a nearby table and thanked him for being so generous, he rested his hand on top of mine and looked straight into my eyes.

"Are you alright? I don't exactly know what happened, but I heard screaming. I rushed out I the Patrad's apartment and saw you hanging from the rails of the chasm. What happened?" He looked so concerned. I've never seen this side of Eric, and I honestly like it. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I let the words slip out of my mouth as I choked on my sobs.

"He beat me," I whispered in a hushed tone, tears streamed down my face, and Eric looked like he was about to cry himself. He leaned over and hugged me, and I hugged him back, crying on his shoulder.

"He was drunk. He yelled at me, then he slapped me. It was followed by a punch to my nose, and he threw me against the chasm railings several times. When I told him to stop and I screamed for help, he slapped me again, and I was suddenly screaming and hanging from the chasm railings, watching him walk away frustrated. Thank you for saving me, I would've fallen if you didn't come. I can't thank you enough." I trailed off, and he let go of me and looked me in the eyes.

"If he ever lays one more hand on you, I swear I will personally beat the crap out of him." He looked at me with hatred in his eyes. Not towards me, but towards Tobias.

I looked at him slightly holding back the fact that I still love Tobias. Not the guy that beat me up, but the guy that loved me back.

"You still love him, don't you?" Eric asked me, looking halfway confused and halfway concerned. I silently nodded my head and let more tears drip off my face like a leaking water faucet. "I just don't get it, how can you love a guy that beat you?"

I sat there, letting his words sink in. He has a good point. I don't think I know if I still love him or not after thinking about it.

"I don't love the guy that beat me up. I love the guy that cared about me, and never let anyone hurt me."

I saw a tear fall off of his face. Is Eric crying? I've never thought of Eric this way. Sensitive and caring. It's kind of nice to know that side of him exists.

"You know what, you're right. But the thing is, that guy doesn't exist anymore. He became heartless. And I will not let you forgive him for it, because I know for a fact that he'll get drunk and do it again. Maybe not to you, but to someone else. And I can't let that person be you." He choked on one of his tears. I realized that this is affecting him, because he cares about me. I found his hand, and I squeezed it tightly, causing another tear to fall from my face.

"You're right," I state. "God, I just can't pick a guy, can I?"

"Hey," he takes his free hand and lifts up my chin so I'd look into his eyes. "You had no idea he would do this to you. None of us did. But I promise you it will not happen again. I will keep him as far away from you as I can, and I will help you through this, Tris. You aren't alone."

I squeezed his hand harder. "Thank you," is all I could manage to say to him. He embraced me into a hug, and we both clung to each other, and didn't let go. We cried on each other's shoulders, and it was nice to know I had someone to help me through this. The moment was great until it was interrupted by someone else walking over towards us. I look up and I scoot back a little.

Tobias.

"Tris, I never meant to do anything to harm you, I swear." He choked up, but I didn't believe him for one second.

"You need to get away from me. Now," I demanded, another tear falling from my face. Why won't he go away?

"No, Tris! I will not go away until I know you will forgive me!"

I realized I was still holding Eric's hand. I took a deep breath and squeezed his hand again.

"Listen, Four. You hurt her, and she will never forgive you. Now get away from her before I make you."

Four didn't look intimidated by Eric one bit. I heard a rumor that Four had knocked out one of Eric's teeth during their initiation, but I never asked them if it was true.

"I would love to see you try," Four practically begged Eric to kill him.

Eric squeezed my hand one final time before letting go of it, and he punched Four in the left eye. I turned away and shielded my face. I couldn't watch this anymore. I could hear people running, probably to pull Eric and Four apart from each other. I hesitantly look over my shoulder and see both of them being held back by their wrists. Four had a black eye and a split lip, while Eric had a bloody nose. The doctors began to drag Four out of the room.

"I will find you again Eric," Four yelled from the hallway, "And I will kill you. Watch your back, this isn't over."

The doctors let go of Eric after he calmed down, and started to treat his bloody nose.

"Thanks Eric," I whispered in a hushed tone.

"No need to thank me yet," he replied, "I don't think he's gonna go away that quickly."

*The Next Day*

I woke up in the comfort of an apartment that wasn't mine. All I remember is that the doctors let me out, but warned me not to walk by myself. I clearly didn't follow those rules, however, since someone ran to catch me after I passed out, and now I'm in that person's apartment.

I see light blue walls, marble counter tops, the Erudite and Dauntless manifestos written all over the place, and light brown wooded floors. I believe that I'm in Eric's apartment.

I feel light breathing on my neck, and I turn around to find Eric sleeping. His face is about two inches away from mine, which caused me to turn around. What the hell happened after I got here last night? The weirdest thing about this is that I'm enjoying it. Something about the way he cared for me yesterday was attractive, and I have to admit that he's an extremely good kisser. I even find the hard and emotionless side to him kind of sexy.

I get startled and jump a little when his hand wraps around my waist and his chin hooks over my shoulder. It's not the horrified kind of scared, but the emotionally unprepared kind of scared. I like Eric, but I'm not sure if this is a good idea after what Tobias did to me just a couple days ago.

"Good morning beautiful," he smiled and rocked back and forth a little.

I don't know what to say to him other than, "What happened last night?"

He smirked and chuckled, then removed his arm from my waist and his chin from my shoulder, allowing me to face him.

"After you passed out in the infirmary, I brought you back here. You sat right next to me on my couch, practically on top of me. I'm assuming you were high on pain killers, because then you leaned over and made out with me, for an entire hour. Then we both got drunk and fell asleep together."

I laugh a little bit. I'm starting to remember making out with him, and taking out a large bottle of alcohol from his cabinet. I wasn't high on pain killers. I wasn't even taking any. I just wanted to make out with him so badly, especially after we did at the party. But instead of telling him this, I begin to flirt a little.

"Hm, I don't remember that," I decide to play dumb for a while, "Why don't you jog my memory," I smirked.

He immediately intertwined his fingers with my hair and pulled my head closer to his. Our lips brushed each other once, then twice, then he pulled away right after I grabbed onto his shirt.

"Does that jog your memory?" He asked between breaths.

"Nope, not yet," I snicker.

I lean in again, but he simply puts a finger on my lips. I give him a half confused, half dumb girl look.

"Now now, that was only the preview. You have to wait to see the rest until the premiere tonight," he chuckled. How cruel of him to make me wait. He better bring me a good show.

I playfully roll my eyes at him and got up before leaving the apartment.

"Hey Tris," he says, stopping me before I can open the door. "I know you weren't taking pain killers."

I smiled and winked at him before exiting his apartment. I feel like he'll be able to help me out of this. I feel like I'm not alone.

I suddenly get shoved into a wall near the chasm with a hand over my mouth and a body straddling me from behind. Before I can see who it is, they use their other hand to cover my eyes.

"You weren't happy enough with me, so you go out with Eric instead?"

It was Tobias. I start shaking massively, scared of him touching me. I don't want him to beat me up again. I was lucky when Eric saved me last time. Now he definitely won't hear me.

"Are you scared of me?"

There was hurt in his voice. I can tell that he knows he did something wrong. I just don't know if he'll stop. I try to speak but his hand is muffling my voice. Now I realize how pissed I am at him. It's my turn to defend myself.

"Tris, just give me another chance."

His words angered me so much. I stopped shaking. He spoke my name one more time, and it was enough to make me snap. Before I can think to do anything else, I turn around and elbow him in the stomach, then I slapped the concerned look right off of his face, sending him to the ground.

"What the hell Tobias?! I don't give people second chances if they beat me up! Especially if I thought they loved me!"

I yelled as loud as I can, hoping somebody would hear what I said. Now I'm scared. He got up and pinned me to the wall. I heard a door open and footsteps following it, but I feel like it's too late. Tears run down my face like a waterfall and I start shaking again. I whimpered and cowered before he told me, "This is for your own good," and slapped me as hard as he could.

That's what his father told him before whipping him with a belt. He knew I would understand it, and now it hurt me even more than before.

I looked to my right and saw Eric running to pry Tobias off of me. I screamed Eric's name in desperation and Tobias ran away. I could tell that he was still stalking me and Eric behind another nearby wall though.

I ran up to Eric and embraced him in a long hug while I cried into his shoulder.

"Why does this keep happening to me?" I quietly whispered to myself. I was so close to him, and he probably heard me. I could almost feel Tobias scowling at Eric.

"It's okay Tris, I'm not gonna leave you alone until it stops. I'm so sorry," he releases from the hug and puts his hand on my shoulders, inspecting for bruises on my face.

"Tris, what did he do to you this time?" He asks with deep concern in his eyes. I feel like I'm going to cry again, but I don't. It wasn't as bad this time; physically at least. But emotionally, it stung like a hornet.

"Not much, you came pretty quickly. The worst thing he did was pin me to the wall," I lied. The worst thing he did was emotionally hurt me. Nothing can fix the hole he just burnt in my heart.

"Okay," he sighed in relief and pressed his forehead against mine. I felt his hands crawl up my back and through my hair.

"Now about that premiere..."

I smirked and ran into his apartment with him, hand in hand. It amazes me how fast he can make me switch from depressed and lonely to alive and joyful.

"Now if you're lucky enough, I'll let you see the deleted scenes," he said dreamily before I closed the door. He was quick about pulling off his shirt before he pinned me against the wall and kissed me. Every time we released to catch our breath, I could help but smile.

I finally found a guy that wouldn't beat me up, and a guy that actually liked me back. I slipped my shirt off and dragged him over to the couch.

He pulled away again, and as I started to unbuckle his belt, he blushed and pushed my hand away.

"Whoops!" He smiled evilly, "Time for intermission!"

What a dork. I can't help but sit here anxiously, licking my lips as I wait. I can still taste his lips. He came back wearing only a pair of boxers.

"Does this turn you on at all?" He joked, motioning at his junk. All I can manage to do is sit there, smiling like an idiot.