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I sighed at the sight of Eric at my door. Not saying anything, I stepped aside, allowing him into my apartment. I closed the door behind him as he entered my home. I was hoping he would say something first because I had no idea what to say to him. His expression was a mix of emotions, none of which I could pin point.

"Congrats on becoming a leader," he said almost awkwardly. His visit had nothing to do with me becoming a leader. His tone and body language gave that away. I watched as he scratched the back on his neck, looking away from me.

"Why are you here, Eric?" I questioned. After all the back and forth between us I need this, whatever it was, cleared up.

"I don't know," he admitted. He looked back up at me. "But I know that I'm sorry for all the shit I've given you."

"What?" Did he just apologize? I wouldn't have expected that from him.

"After I watched your fear landscape…" He started, but I didn't want to talk about it. I went to brush past him to get to the kitchen and away from this conversation. Eric grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him, forcing me to face him. "You can't run from this conversation. We need to talk about this."

"No, we don't," I tried to pull away from him, but he wouldn't let me go.

"Is that why you didn't tell me about Four? Because you didn't want me to know about Marcus?"

My eyes shot to the ground, wanting to avoid his. My actions all but confirmed his questions. Sure there was a little more to it, but that was the root of it. He brought his hand up and lifted my chin. "I didn't want you to look at me like I was a kicked puppy. And I didn't want you to hate me because you hate my brother."

"Four being your brother doesn't change anything. I wasn't pissed because he was your brother, I was pissed that you didn't tell me," I looked back up at him and met his eyes. They weren't mad, or judgmental, or even pitiful, they were understanding. But just the thought of Marcus made me cringe. I didn't want to talk about my father.

"My father wasn't the only thing you saw in my fear landscape though," he dropped my wrist.

"No, it wasn't." I wanted to reach out and take his hand, but I couldn't bring myself to. I remembered his face. His sinister smirk as he called me a coward. As he watched me bleed to death. "Are you afraid of me?"

"It wasn't you that I was afraid of," I countered. I've never been afraid of Eric. I always challenged him, making sure he knew that I didn't fear him, but I could understand how he would think that. "My whole world fell apart in that simulation. I was dying and there was nothing I could do. And then there was you."

His eyes dropped from mine and to his boots. "That sim cost you your ranking."

"I didn't know how to get out of it. I'd never had that fear before." If anything I blamed Seth for my second place ranking. He's the one who had me sidelined.

"Did you mean what you said?" He asked. I swallowed hard as I thought about how to answer.

"Yeah, I did. I didn't tell you because… I didn't want to lose you," I grabbed his hand and he intertwined his fingers with mine. "Why?" Why was it so important that he knew that?

He didn't answer me. He just stared at our hands. I stepped closer to him. "Why, Eric?"

"Don't make me say it," he pleaded, squeezing my hand slightly. Say what?

"Why?"

He took in a sharp breath and met my blue eyes. "I just… I'd never felt anything like this towards anyone and then you came along and I…" he stopped, not knowing whether to continue or not.

"What? You what?" I encouraged.

"I started to feel something. I started to feel something other than anger or sadness, but it killed me at first, it scared the living shit out of me." That was something I'd never thought I'd hear. Eric, the Dauntless leader, afraid of me. "That's why I was such a dick to you. I wanted those feelings to stop."

"And now?"

"Now?" He repeated, dropping my hand. "I don't want them to stop," he cupped my face in his hands and pulled me closer to him, pressing his lips to mine. I instantly kissed him back. His hands dropped to my waist, closing the space between us. I wrapped my arms around his neck and ran my fingers through his hair. He tugged slightly on my lip ring with his teeth, earning a moan from me.

He smiled at this and crushed his lips back against mine, deepening the kiss. His hand made its way under my shirt and he placed his hand at the small of my back. His cold touch seared my skin.

He stepped away from me, leading me towards the couch. He plopped down on the black leather and pulled me along and onto his lap. His mouth found mine again and I snaked my arms around his neck.

That's how we stayed for most of the morning, kissing and talking. It was almost time for lunch before I heard a knock on my door. "Leave it," he whined.

"Who knew you were such a baby," I teased as I tried to get off his lap.

"You wanna run that past me again?" He smirked, a mischievous glare is his eye as he kept my from leaving his lap.

"You heard me," I stuck my tongue out at him as I just barely escaped from his grasp. As I made my way to the door, he got up from the couch. I twisted the doorknob, cracking it slightly see who it was.

"Four," I stated surprised. Shit.

"Hey, I wanted to talk to you about something," I stared at my brother for a moment, trying to think about what to do. I didn't want him to know that me and Eric were still a thing. We were just starting to get along again.

"Come in," I opened the door. "He was just leaving," I growled in a harsh tone as I looked at Eric, hoping he would play along. He seemed taken a little off guard, but understood what I was trying to do.

"Whatever," he snarled, rolling his eyes, giving the impression that we had just put an end to an argument and not a make-out session.

He stormed past me and brushed past Four, leaving us alone.

"What the hell was that about?" He questioned, seeming upset by Eric's presences.

"Nothing," I lied. "All I can say is don't worry about Eric anymore, it's not gonna work between us."

"Good," he simply answered, taking a seat on the couch.

"So what did you want to talk about?" I asked, trying to change the topic.

"The leadership position you just accepted," I walked away from him and into the kitchen, opening the cabinets.

"Yeah, what about it?" I grabbed a glass out of the cabinet.

"Why did you take it?"

"Why not?" By the tone of his voice I could tell that he wasn't happy about my new job.

"For someone who's divergent, that's a dangerous position to be in. You're right in their face," I filled my glass up with water and made my way back over to the couch.

"If anything that's the safest place to be. I'd be in their inner circle, they wouldn't suspect me," I countered. "Plus, I'll aways know what's going on."

"All Max wants is a yes man," Four continued to argue.

"Four," I started.

"Don't call me that," he flinched. "At least not just when it's us. It's nice to hear my name again."

"Okay. Tobias," I corrected myself. "Even if that's the case, it still puts me in a safe position. Just because you turned it down doesn't mean I had too."

"I turned it down for reason, Alexandra," he signed, realizing no matter what he said I wasn't shifting my view on leadership.

"Well, I didn't have one," I shrugged. As I finished off the last of my water, my stomach growled. I got up off the couch. "I'm gonna go get some food, you wanna come?" I asked, trying to end this pointless conversation. I didn't want to argue with him. I hated arguing with my brother. It was rare, but still unpleasant.

"Yeah, sure," he signed once again as he gave up trying to discourage my choice and joined me as I headed towards the door.

The walk to the dining hall was short, yet quiet. Tobias finally broke the silence as we turned down the finale corridor before the dinning hall. "I'm just worried about you, Alex."

"I know, and I appreciate it, but I can take care of myself, okay?" I reassured him.

"Okay," were his lasts words to me before we walked through the double doors. I scanned the room for my friends, but failed to locate them. My eyes stopped there search as I found Jennifer, Eric, and Max sitting at their table. Jennifer looked up and smiled when she saw me. She waved me over. After I grabbed my food with Tobias, we parted ways and I made my way toward Jennifer and the others.

Once I reached the table, I took a seat next Eric, Max and Jennifer sat across from us.

"You settle into your apartment okay?" Jennifer asked. I couldn't help but glance over at Eric who had a smirk on his face.

"Yeah, I did. I love," I smiled.

"That's good to hear," she smiled back.

"Alex," Max grabbed my attention as he said my name, "We have a faction meeting coming up with the other leaders next week and I would like you to come so we can introduce you to the others. But if you don't think you're ready for that.."

"No, I'll be fine." I could tell that he was hesitant about telling me this.

"You don't have to talk to Marcus or even look at him. We're mainly looking to introduce you to Jeanine," Max stated.

"Um, yeah, okay," I swallowed hard at the thought of having to face my father. I felt Eric's hand find mine under the table, squeezing it slightly.

"He's not gonna try anything," I looked at Eric as he spoke. "But if he does, me and Jason will take care of him," his sinister smirked made an appearance, as if he wanted Marcus to try something.

"Eric," Max reprimanded. "Don't start a faction war, please."

"No promises," he shrugged. He seemed so unguarded around them. It seemed as if I had finally found his group of friends. He was at the bottom of the food chain in the leaders due to the fact that he was the newest and youngest so he didn't have that same sense of superiority around them. It was nice to see him act like around other people besides me.

I zoned out as the three of them continued on with the conversation, my mind drifting to thoughts of coming face to face with Marcus in just a week. Was I ready for that? I hoped so.

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