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Chapter 2

Christina's POV:

"I'll be back in a few," says Will.

"Okay, but don't take to long," I say, winking at him as we pull apart from our kiss.

I start to walk back to the dorms, because I still have some last-minute stuff to pack before I move into my apartment. I was going to ask Tris if she wanted to help, but by the time I woke up her stuff as well as herself were gone. She probably moved her stuff into Four's place, just until she got her own.

I still can't believe that they are dating. I mean Tris...the girl from Abnegation, where all they do there is graze hands, but last night she had a complete make-out scene in front of everyone. I guess initiation really did change her, but I like her better this way. Not that I didn't like the old Tris, I just think it's good that she can get out of her own skin.

I was going to bombard her with questions, but I didn't want to push it. She didn't look like she wanted to talk about it anyways, at least not yet. So I decided to wait until this morning, but I can't find her anywhere. She's probably with Four...

As I walk towards my bed, I can tell that some of my stuff has already been packed, but who would do that? I know it wasn't Will because he hasn't been in here all day, and it definitely wasn't Tris. So who?

"Hello, Christina," a voice says.

A figure steps out of the shadows, and it's...it's Eric?

"Eric, what are you doing here?" I snapped.

"You know...," he started to say as he took a step closer to me.

"It's not very wise to talk to a leader like that," he hissed in my ear.

"Well... maybe I don't think of you as a leader," I hissed back.

"You could at least thank me," he gestured over towards the packed clothes.

He did that? I don't know if I want to puke or laugh. I start to make my way back to the door, but before I can make it he grabs my wrist and shoves me against the wall. He sweeps my hair to the right side of my shoulder, and starts to glide his hands down my neck. His fingers are freezing like ice, but they seem to burn holes straight through my skin.

He then starts to kiss my neck, collar-bone, and down to my bare arms.

"Stop," I squeaked.

"Please, stop."

"Eric, cut it out," I say louder this time.

But, he doesn't seem to budge. I try to push him from me, but he's too strong and just keeps pushing himself back on.

"Help!" I scream.

"Somebody, please help me!"

I'm about to scream again, but he puts his mouth on me and then shoves his tongue down my throat. I bite it hard, but he just gives me a smirk and goes at it harder.

"What, are you not enjoying this?" He asks, with an evil glare in his eyes.

"No..." I start to say.

But, he stops me by shoving me down on a bunk. He starts to take my shirt off, so I punch him in the jaw, but it doesn't seem to faze him and he keeps on going at my shirt. Where are you Will? You said you would be back soon, anytime now would be great.

I wiggle out from his grasp, but instead he just pushes himself harder on me. By now my shirt is completely off, and he is working at my bra clasp.

I wiggle my leg up, and knee him in the groin, while he is distracted I get up from underneath him and put my shirt back on. As soon as he regains focus he shoves me hard on the ground.

"What did I say about respecting your leader?" He says.

I spit on him. He pulls out his leg and kicks me in the head. One...Two...Three...Four...

Everything is starting to become a daze, and when I look up there are three fuzzy Eric's.

"Help!" I cry out as loud as I can.

Then Eric straddles me, and punches me in the jaw, then the nose, until blood is streaming down my face.

"Christina!" I voice yells from the distance.

I can't make out who it is, but I see two figures running through the door.

"Get off of her, you ass!" Another voice yells.

Someone pulls Eric off of me, and I crawl to the corner off the room, everything is still fuzzy making it hard to see what's happening, but, I think it's Will and Uriah. I hear grunts, and whimpers, and fist making contact with skin. I can't tell who's winning, because the room has started to spin, but eventually the fighting suddenly stops.

Someone walks over to me, god please don't let it be Eric.

"I'm going to go get someone to help me get these two out of here, and then I'll bring someone down here to get you," I think it's Uriah who tells me this.

I nod my head in agreement, and eventually I watch Will's and Eric's body be taken to the infirmary. I hope Will is okay, he doesn't deserve this. It was my mess, and he got hurt because of 's not fair...

For what seems like hours I just sit there, with my back against the wall, letting tears stream down my face.

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