Sorry to keep you guys waiting, I had writers block. For my next story, I want to leave the pairing up to you. Here are your choices:

Tris X Eric

Tris X Zeke

Tris X Will

Tris X Uriah

Tris X Al (The story would be a oneshot)

Please PM me or review to vote. Enjoy the new chapter!

"Hey Eric, I need to-" I heard a voice at the door but I moaned since I just woke up. I looked up and saw Zeke scream like a little girl, and I fell off the bed. Since Eric was holding me, he jerked up, and laughed at Zeke. I turned over and laid on my back, realizing I was halfway naked, and had a massive hangover with several hickeys all over my neck.

"Oh give me that," I spit out quickly as I slide a blanket out from under Eric to cover myself up with.

"I knew it! I knew it would happen after my party! I just knew it!" Zeke shrieked like a little girl again.

Eric covered his ears, since Zeke was being loud and obnoxious. As soon as I know it, Uriah follows Zeke, laughing at the sight of Eric and I. Eric sighed and shooed them out of his apartment only in his boxers, and closed the door behind them.

"Finally! Zeke was annoying the shit out of me," Eric growled. I haven't heard him this uptight in a while. I guess he gets affected by hangovers more than I do. I just get a migraine and brush it off.

Eric hopped back onto the bed and laid down while he stared at me.

"What?" I giggled. He still continued to stare at me.

"Are you just gonna sit on the floor, or are you gonna make out with me?" He asked, only halfway joking. I jumped onto the bed and softly brushed his lips with mine. When he leaned in, I put a finger over his lips, mocking the torture he sent my way yesterday.

"Now now, that was only the preview. If you want to experience the rest of it, then come to the premiere at my apartment this afternoon."

He scowled at me, but a smile crept up to his lips. I know he can't stay mad at me.

"Why don't I walk you to the place of the premiere, and we wait there together until it starts," he smirked.

"Looks like the film might start a little early then," I teased.

I got up to put on my shirt, shorts, and boots, and then I sat on the couch waiting for him.

*3 Hours Later*

I poured two glasses of white wine up to the rim. The wine swished and dripped a little on my floor as I walked. I set both of them down on my short table in front of my couch. I then thought twice and went back to grab shot glasses, salt, limes, and the entire bottle of white wine before sitting down.

"Looks like someone's getting fancy," Eric nudged me in the rib before putting his arm around me. He got comfortable as he sat down, his other hand occupied with a wine glass that had white wine in it with a lime slice squished on the rim of the glass.

I don't know what it is about him, but he makes me feel safe. I feel like nobody can touch me except for him when he's around. I haven't seen the hard and emotionless side of him in weeks.

"I could stay like this for the rest of my life," he whispers into my ear before putting a hand on my chin. He gently turned me to face him, and my lips immediately smashed into his. This day couldn't get any better.

He pulled away, smiling like a crazy man, and hinted towards the white wine I had set out. I grabbed my glass that was still full and untouched, and he grabbed his which was halfway empty. We begin to drink from our wine glasses and both of us finish at the same time. I absentmindedly grab the bottle and pour Eric and I another glass.

All I can think of right now is Tobias beating me. That's all that's ever on my mind now. I can hear his rankled voice pounding and echoing in my head.

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

He sounded like a maniac, but why surprised me was not just what he said afterwards, but how he said it.

"Are you scared of me?"

He sounded hurt. He knew he did something wrong. The way he said it so softly was almost like he cared, but not quite. If he actually cared, he wouldn't have said and done what he did.

"This is for your own good."

I snap out of it when Eric's hand plopped onto mine.

"Hey, are you doing okay?"

Eric glances at me after speaking with a hint of worry in his eyes. I love how he cares so much. I don't even have to do anything hinting that there's something wrong with me for him to care. He just knows me, and when I'm in deep thought about something disturbing or horrifying.

"Honestly, I'm not sure," I tell Eric. It's the truth; I'm not sure if I'm okay. Eric is really good at keeping me distracted, but I still think about Tobias. Also, it's hard to be with a guy right after you just got out of a relationship, even if the guy is perfect.

"Listen, I know I kind of pulled you into this relationship quickly, so I completely understand if you aren't ready to be with me yet. But I do want you to know that I will wait for you for as long as you want me to."

I lean my head on his shoulder after scooting closer to him, and he wraps his arm around me.

"I'll let you know when I'm ready. I just think I'll need a little more time to get over this incident," I tell him.

I know that he understands, even though he doesn't respond. For a long time, we stayed in the same spot, not willing to move. I wiggled out of his grasp after a while to put away all the wine. I don't think either of us are in the mood to drink anymore.

"Hey," I say while I'm at the cupboard. "Even if we aren't dating yet, I still hope that we can stick with each other every day."

"Yeah," Eric said with a smile. "I'd like that."

*A Few Weeks Later*

I walk through the compound and think about the past few weeks. I've started training for the position of a Dauntless leader, and it's been quite hectic. I still have a few more months of training left, and I'm hoping it will keep my mind off of Tobias. So far, it isn't working.

Tobias hasn't come near me, and I had only seen him from across the cafeteria during lunches. Usually I would see him for dinner, but I've been doing that with Eric ever since Tobias abused me.

I walk to the cafeteria after a long thinking session since it's lunch time. Once I get there, I scan the large crowd of people and found Christina, Will, Zeke, Uriah, Marlene, Shauna, and Lynn standing in a circle in the corner of the cafeteria. They're laughing and smiling, and having a good time. I only act that way around Eric now, since he's truly the only person that can keep my mind off of Tobias. We've been flirting with each other a lot lately, and everyone else seems to be disgusted by it. I don't think they understand how much joy Eric gives me.

I walk over to the circle of my friends and I am immediately greeted by all of them. I don't interrupt their conversation, which seems to be about Tobias. I start to blank out again; remembering that night. Every time I hear his name I shrink with fear. I wanted to come over here so I could be happy. But now, I feel a small sweat coming on. I remembered, most of them don't know about what happened. No rumors had been spread, thankfully.

My thoughts are soon interfered with as soon as someone hugs me from behind. It startles me at first and I get tense, but once I look down at the person's arms, I see black tattoos that look like a maze. I relaxed and sunk into him, wrapping my arms on his as I grinned and let out a slight giggle. Everyone in the circle drops silent with shock at the sight of Eric and I. I nearly forgot again that they probably aren't aware of anything that's happened in the past few weeks.

"What the hell..." I hear Christina whisper. She looks at Will, and Will just keeps staring dumbfounded at Eric and I.

Eric lets out a slight chuckle before removing his arms from my waist and standing beside me.

"Are you just going to stare all day?"

Nobody responds to me.

"Well I'm just gonna head to my office a few minutes early," I say blankly, waiting for someone to say something.

Finally, Christina shrieks, "You and Eric?!"

I can't help but laugh at how disgusted she seems. Eric laughs too, and then puts his arm around me.

"Only when she's ready for all of this," he responds in a taunting tone.

The entire group of my friends look like they want to throw up while Eric smiles evilly in amusement.

"I think you've creeped out my friends pretty badly," I state, "Let's go before you can do any further damage to their brains."

I grab Eric's hand and drag him out of the cafeteria. We walk hand in hand all the way up to my office, and when we arrive in my office, I slam the door, then playfully, but gently, throw him against it.

"My friends are gonna freak out," I assure him. He just smirks and walks across my office. He makes himself comfortable on one of my office chairs and starts spinning around on it.

"They would figure out eventually," he points out. It's true, since Eric and I flirt a lot. I walk to my desk and start filing papers.

"Are you ready for your trip to Amity tomorrow?"

I almost forgot; Johanna Reyes wants to talk to Eric about the food shipping to Dauntless, and I'm supposed to listen in.

"Yeah," I respond flatly. I don't know what to expect from Amity except for people high on peace serum and acres of farms. I've never been to Amity before.

"I know that you'll do great, Tris."

*Time Lapse*

Christina insisted on coming over to my apartment tonight to talk. It's probably about the flirting with Eric in the cafeteria. She's coming over in about ten minutes.

I grab a pair of grey sweatpants and a lose grey crop to wear. I also slip on a pair of comfortable grey slippers. I look like an Abnegation gone scandalous. It's just Christina though, so it shouldn't matter. I knew that Christina was one for a bottle of scotch, so I grabbed one and set it on my glass table, along with two glasses.

The ten minutes had elapsed already, and I heard a loud, almost angry knock on the door. Why would Christina be mad at me? It might be because I was flirting with the same guy that made her hang over the chasm during initiation. I hesitantly open the door and I don't find Christina. I see Tobias.

"Tobias what the fuck are you-"

I was cut off by him charging in my apartment and slamming me into my wall. A bunch of framed pictures a few feet away from me dropped to the floor and the frames shattered.

"Why are you doing this to me, Tobias," I asked him while trembling under his hold. He didn't answer me; he just stared into my eyes. He looked like he was about to kiss me, but thankfully he didn't.

"Tobias," I repeat. He squints his eyes at me before responding.

"Eric needs to get the hell away from you, and you need to stop flirting back with him," he spits. His soft blue eyes begin to harder and become dull, just like they did when he abused me near the chasm and the time after that. He had left me alone for so long, so why did he come back now?

"Look Tobias, I can flirt with whoever I want to flirt with. I love Eric, and I do not love you! Get over yourself," I yelled. His eyes softened a little more, and his hold on me loosened. I don't feel as scared as I used to, and I don't think he feels as intimidating as he used to be.

"I still love you, Tris! I might not ever get over you! I don't understand why you don't love me anymore," he whimpered. I don't understand how he thinks he did absolutely nothing wrong.

"I don't love you Tobias! I hate you! You abused me, you treat me like shit, and you're such a bastard! I can't believe I ever loved you in the first place! I regret it so much!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs at that moment. His eyes began to fill with rage, and he threw me as hard as he could into my glass table, then left my apartment. All of the glass shattered, including the wine glasses and the scotch bottle.

The glass cut me everywhere, and blood was pouring out of me like a waterfall. The scotch is dripping into my cuts, and it burns like hell. The pain is excruciating. I scream at the top of my lungs for help.

This is the end. I'm loosing so much blood, that it would be a miracle if I live. The doctors would have to pry out all the shattered glass from my body and stitch up a lot of my opened skin. I hear fast and heavy footsteps before I succumb to the darkness that fell over me.

I'm so thankful that Tobias forgot to close the door behind him.