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Chapter 7

Tris' POV

I see the blank fury in Erics eyes as the knowledge of me not being his bitch anymore has just hit him. With my legs still around his mid-section he presses into me so hard that I struggle to breath. With my heart beat thumping loud in my ears I almost miss it when Eric whispers in my ear.

"Now I'm going to kill you." And now is that moment where Four would come sprinting round the corner in shinning armour to come and save me. Not a chance. Eric grabs a fist load of my hair and pushes my legs down where I can just tip toe the floor. He pushes me into his room and slams the door closed with his foot, then with his other hand he slaps across my face so hard I see stars then stumble but screech because he is holding me up by my hair.

"Get off of me. You such a coward!" I scream at him, my face still throbbing. He opens his mouth to reply but behind him the door crashes down and light streams into the dim-lit apartment. Eric swirls on his heels releasing me.

Everything next happens pretty fast. Eric is put in handcuffs and taken away. Max walks in the room and asks me to follow him which I do. There is a big hall, with the other two leaders of Dauntless sat beside a middle chair which Max places himself in. Just opposite them is four chairs, Eric is sat in one. I am asked to sit in one and do so. After about two minutes silence Four and Peter are being paraded into the hall as well and fill up the last two seats. Another minute passes, no one talks. Max cuts the tension and stands adressing us.

"This is childs play." Max says. "We have eyes everywhere, at first I thought it would be a interesting observation to see how my star pupils would take such situations. I wanted to see how you, Four, would retaliate. I wanted to see how you, Eric, would win. However when I saw these two initiates being brought into the game plan I had to stop this. I was repulsed by how desperate you was Eric, and you Peter, well I don't even want to mention your actions-" Four cut in.

"What actions. I swear Peter if you did anything I'll kill you." Peter doesn't seem fazed, just smirks and waggles his eye brows. Four got out of his chair to fast for anyone to see and tackled Peter still sat in his chair, punching him rapidly in the mouth until some of the Dauntless members ripped them apart. As Four sits again in his chair I grab his hand and squeeze.

"As I was saying," Max continues. "Things have fallen completely out of hand, Four I shall not be choosing you as a leader, but you may keep your job as an instructor. Peter and Eric, I thought hard about what to do with you both and came up with something I thought was reasonable enough. I have scheduled a five-year position for the pair of you in the Amity faction. If your behaviour is to their standard given the allotted time then you may stay in Amity; If you move one step out of line I shall have you thrown out of Chicago, past the fence and you will have to survive on your own. Understand." Max said with such finality that Eric and Peter just nodded with wide eyes.

I can't believe what is happening, did this really just get solved.

"Tris, observing you was rather interesting. You showed kindness when not needed. Bravery at the most brutal of times. Intelligence when even thinking straight would be a problem for most. Honesty when others would bottle everything up and complete selflessness when most wouldn't care of their actions towards others. You are extraordinary and that is why I ask if you would like to be a leader of Dauntless." Max finishes. At first I don't think I've heard him right. I hear Eric shouting at Max, swearing as well. Max dismissively waves a hand at Eric and Peter and they are escorted out of the room. I look down to see I am nonchalantly playing with my fingers and instantly stop and wipe my sweaty palms on my jeans, then lift my head and look right into Max's eyes.

"I'm sorry but I respectfully decline." I retort. Max looks completely taken aback but recovers and nods slowly. "But, I would like to be an instructor." I say knowing I could be standing on coals for asking. Max just smiles slightly and once again nods. He dismisses us and Four and I take our leave hand in hand out the door. Once we're out everything seems so serial until Four speaks.

"Why would you turn down being a leader?"

"Well, because I know that being a leader would basically consume me. I would hardly be allowed my own time and the stress would probably kill me." I reply smiling at the end. He shakes his head wearing a very goofy but strangely sexy grin.

"I'm glad you choose to be an instructor, we can actually see each other. Plus it gives me a chance to kick your ass in front of new initiates every year." Four taunts, he stops and I realize we're at his apartment door.

"Yeah, in your dreams." I say nudging him with my elbow. He opens the door and we both walk in. I collapse on his bed. All that's happened lately I think I deserve sleep. The other side of the bed sloops down as I hear him kick of his shoes and remove his clothes to get under the covers. I think about whether I have the energy to do the same, so I roll upright again and strip until I'm also in my underwear then borrow under the duvet.

"What happened to you?" Fours voice says as I feel his hand trail parts of my body. My eyes snap open and I look down to see the sickening colours of bruises that had formed on my body. I feel tears sting my eyes but blinked them away, noticing I haven't answered I speak.

"Peter happened, I might as well tell you because I so know you won't let it go." I say. So I told him everything. At some points I could feel his body tense and his face twist in anguish and outright anger. When I finished he didn't say a word. Just held me tight -well as tight as he could without hurting me- and whispered, "I'm so sorry Tris. I'm sorry I couldn't be there."

"This isn't your fault," I retort, stroking the lines on his face. "Bad thing happen to people sometimes and a lot of the time you can't do anything about it, you just have to think ahead. Thats sure as hell what I'm going to do, and I'll make sure you do the same." He smiles at me. It's late afternoon and the ray of sun thats reflecting off his hair and upper body make my heart pound. I think Four can read my thoughts because he is kissing me. The kiss is so desperate and says a thousand things to me that words couldn't, the ever-growing hunger for him over takes me and I straddle him feeling energy I thought I didn't have. Four caresses my chest and I moan in his mouth , causing him to flip us so he is then above me. The rest of our clothes come off within seconds and our harsh breaths fills the silence until he stops and looks into my eyes, the question if I'm sure I want this. I nod feeling a little scarred, until I feel his lips against me and it just feel like home. I feel his member against my thigh and bursts of excitement and adrenalin run through me, he gives me one last look and then I feel the sharp pain, I dig my nails into his back clenching my teeth, as he starts a rhythm. After a while the pain subsided, he got quicker and then he did one final thrust and came. I however wasn't as lucky, somehow though it still seemed perfect. I roll us so I am laying on his front. We look at each other and he kisses me on the nose and sleep demands me to shut my eyes. I dream of all the good and none of the bad, knowing that life will now get better. Thats the thing with life, it's kind of like a test, it gives you many walls to stop you in your path but it is up to you whether you want to break them down or let it defeat you. I know now that I am strong enough to smash down every wall.

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