All characters from Divergent belong to Veronica Roth as well as all characters from Twilight belong to Stephanie Meyer. I own nothing except my version of events.

Chapter 9 At Odds

It was official. He'd ruined me for everyone.

Just a little taste and I was hooked, I couldn't even stop my eyes from following his form as he moved among us. My desire rising within me as I watched his wide muscular body move from behind, watching the muscles on his arms and back flexing through the material of his skin tight shirt. I knew he was doing it on purpose too. He wore a leather jacket 90% of the time, only removing it when he needed to be physically active with us. Today was not one of those days. He was here with the other instructors to announce who would move onto phase two.

Most of us were still hungover from last night but I didn't feel too bad, just a little headache at the edges of my brain. The others looked like complete shit… my friends included.

His eyes inevitably glided to my form at every opportunity as he joined the instructors up front. I had to admit it filled me with great pride that he seemed to be just as equally addicted to me as I was to him. My eyes watched his front now, devouring it like I'd never see it again. His broad muscular chest and well-defined arms alluding to the strength he carried. My eyes tracked the tattoos starting right under his chin, leading down but disappearing under the collar of his shirt. I idly wondered how far they went. In my head I imagined they'd be pointing me straight to the promised land. I knew him very little but everything about him exuded sex. Even the way he stood commanding everyone's attention to him all at once made me want to squeeze my legs together to abate my need for him. I resisted the urge to lick my lips knowing he would take great pleasure in that little action. He always did. No matter what I did he was always watching. Waiting for my reactions as if ready to pounce on me at the first opportun…

"I'm so nervous." Jared spoke up beside me, jarring me out of my inner turmoil. It couldn't have come at a better time, I could already feel the wetness in between my legs as I continued to admire Eric's body.

"You shouldn't be. We're all going to make it to phase two with good scores."

"How can you be so sure Bella?" He asked more seriously.

"Because there is no other option." I replied shortly.

Alice and Uriah nodded firmly, completely agreeing with me while Felix looked just as worried as Jared.

He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Eric's deep throaty voice. "Hope you all had fun last night…" He started, his eyes dropping on me devilishly before moving on to the others. I was sure I was the only one to notice but that's only because I'd spent so much of my free time trying to analyze his expressions that I think I was starting to finally figure them out. "Because today, we're dropping the initiate list down to thirty." He finished coldly.

Gasps sounded all around the room. As usual I was already aware of the twist for today but I still pretended to be shocked at the news along with everyone else.

"Those of you who don't make it, head straight into the dorms and collect your things. The rest of you will be free to do whatever you want for today. Tomorrow, we start Phase Two." He informed us, unbothered by the fact that seven of us would become Factionless within the next few minutes. Without sparing another second he pressed a button on the remote in his hands and the screen behind him lit up with our scores.

As Tobias had said, I was in the high middle, number thirteen to be exact. Uriah, Alice, and Jared ahead of me but Felix two numbers below me since he'd lost to one of the other Dauntless born in the last fight dropping him quite a bit. Tris had managed to get twenty-nine and Al had taken last place at thirty. To be honest, I was more surprised he had made it at all. He didn't deserve to be here. I wasn't concerned, though, because I was sure he'd be gone by phase two.

As one we all looked to those who hadn't made it. Their heads bowed down in defeat and some outwardly crying at their hopeless future. I was surprised to find that I felt sorry for them. But I would hate to be in their shoes… I think everyone would. Feeling the looks of everyone around them they all quickly left, moving to do what Eric had ordered them to do from the start. At their departure Eric snapped his fingers at Rosalie letting her know to follow after him. She followed close behind like a happy little puppy, it was almost as sad as watching the losers leave the training room.

"You guys up for some tattoos to celebrate?" I asked my friends, trying to dissipate my momentary lapse in sympathy.

"Yes! Finally!" Uriah hollered loudly catching the attention of those around us along with Jacob and Tobias. They in turn only smiled indulgently at us but didn't comment on it. Since the time Jacob had carried me back to Dauntless, he had been a bit more open with us as a group. He took the time to joke with us and observe us during sparring providing pointers to help us win our fights.

"What are you getting, Bella?" Felix asked curiously walking to the tattoo shop.

"I'm not sure, I just want something that looks nice."

"Do you have a spot you're thinking about?"

I shrugged my shoulders not having thoroughly thought out my plan. I just wanted to be spontaneous and since we had the whole day to kill today I figured what better time. In a way I felt slightly proud over the fact that it hadn't been something I had planned out, because I tended to plan all things I could control. But being here in Dauntless had made me catch on quickly to the recklessness of my environment. A clear example of that would be Eric and I last night. I shook that wayward thought away quickly before I let my mind wander in his direction any further. "Not at all. I'll know it when I find it, I guess. What about you? Are you getting anything?" I asked instead.

"I don't think so, maybe if I see something I like but I already have this one and I'm not sure if I want more." He said, turning his arm and motioning to said tattoo. It was an armband with one solid band wrapping around his bicep with geometrical shapes lining it at the top. There was an intricately designed V just at the inner part of his arm. I wouldn't have noticed it if it weren't for the vines that wrapped around the letter like snakes. I pondered if it meant anything but it seemed like an intrusive question so I decided not to ask.

"Does it mean anything?" I asked a little more broadly but also with hope that he might explain it too.

"To me it symbolizes strength and good luck. Something I thought I would need during initiation."

I nodded slightly, I had gotten an equally broad answer but what else did I expect? It wasn't my business anyway. Instead I analyzed his words, I didn't necessarily believe in luck per se. I believed that you worked hard for what you got. You might not deserve something now but that didn't mean you couldn't strive to work for it and attain your goals through mental strength and perseverance. Then again in Dauntless, I guess sometimes you did need a bit of luck along with hard work… besides, any form of help was better than nothing.

We got to the tattoo shop and it was like I'd walked into a whole new world. The dark stoned walls covered with drawings of anything ranging from animals to random symbols and even images of people. I looked around, perusing through the walls and booklets placed over the counters. There was an entire book dedicated to flowers, so many different flowers I had never seen in my entire life. Our city didn't have many flowers or many plants whatsoever. When it rained weeds would grow out through the cracks of the paved streets, some random flowers would grow but they didn't last long. Resources like water and planting were saved to feed and hydrate our people and nothing more. I got stuck on one image. It was of a tree with little pink and white blooms growing out of its branches. It was captivatingly beautiful.

"That's a cherry blossom." Said a voice from behind.

I jumped, startled at how close the voice had been but I had been so caught up in admiring the flowers I never knew existed that I had lost myself completely in its pages. "Oh, I like it. I wish we had trees like these still around… not that I'd even get a chance to admire them anyway considering we so rarely leave our faction's territories." I said a little sadly. I wondered why I had suddenly found that to be a problem, I had gotten so used to this way of life but as I matured and grew little by little my mind would sometimes wander off to question the world around me. Some things just didn't seem fair and I wondered if our founders had purposefully created a world with little freedom… then again if you really thought about it, it was freedom that had been the main instigator for war leading us to our destruction. So I guess I could somewhat understand where they were coming from.

"Hmmm… I guess I'd never thought about that before." Jacob said rather thoughtfully, then as if shaking off his own wayward thoughts he shook his head and looked down at me. "I read somewhere flowers had meanings back in the day."

"Meanings…?" I said slowly, wondering what this one had symbolized before. "What does this one symbolize?"

"This particular tree bloomed at the beginning of spring, its flowers lasting no more than two weeks before the petals fell from their branches. Signifying both life and death, beauty and violence. A metaphor for the ephemerality of life. The fragile, tender, fleeting quality of our existence. They remind us that life is too short and we should savor every day as if it were our last."

I looked down at the page in front of me. Wondering how something that'd onced thrived in our world had so suddenly ceased to exist. How something so artfully created by nature had been decimated in a fruitless fight between humans seeking their own self-gratification. It was tragic. Finally, I smiled up at him, "You've convinced me."

He chuckled lightly, shaking his head at me. "I wasn't trying to."

"Well you have and now I want it." I declared. "It wouldn't hurt to have a daily reminder to enjoy my life everyday, even the little things. And though this magnificent tree no longer exists, I can at least have it on my body to admire it in my own way."

He gave me a long appraising look before asking, "Mind if I do it?"

I turned to look at him in surprise. "You tattoo?"

He nodded with a smile. "It's actually my everyday job when I'm not training you guys." He informed me.

I tilted my head analyzing the myriad of tattoos spiraling along both of his exposed arms, recalling from past training he had more tattoos hidden underneath his shirt and it suddenly all made complete sense. "Sure, why not?" I agreed.

He threw me a bright smile and motioned for me to follow him. He guided me to a back room with walls of pictures full of people he's tattooed before. They were all so beautiful and intricate, so much better than the samples on the walls outside and in the sample booklets.

"Mind if I design it myself?"

"Not at all, please do."

He smiled again and pulled out his tablet, grabbing its pen and switching to a blank page. I silently watched as he drew, admiring his talent. Creating such a beautiful image out of thin air. I would have never guessed he could draw this well and so effortlessly, he wasn't even looking at a picture for reference. My only worry was the size, it looked pretty big and I wondered exactly where that was supposed to go. I had no idea of where to put it but I didn't bother to ask, already making up my mind to let Jacob decide that too.

"Done!" He finally exclaimed after some time, turning the tablet to face me so that I'd see his work of art.

"I love it!" I said in excitement. He threw me a blinding smile again, looking incredibly pleased that I'd liked his creation. "So where are you putting it?" I asked him.

He looked back at me in surprise, not having thought I would let him make the executive decision, but then a slow smirk appeared on his face and I knew this would be good. "I was actually thinking of your lower back up to your shoulder blades. I designed it so that a few branches could wrap around to your sides and to the front. It's big and it'll take some time but I think more than worth it. What do you think?" He asked with an eyebrow raised, almost daring me to be brave enough to do it.

I smirked at him, loving the idea and taking the challenge with a smile. "Let's do it."

"You're gonna have to take your bra and top off." He added wickedly but playfully.

I laughed at the look on his face, as if that would deter me. "Woah, didn't think one of my instructors would ask me to take my clothes off so soon. This better get me some extra points." I joked.

He laughed loudly, shaking his head at me. "You're something else, Bella. I'm gonna go print this out. Get ready while I'm gone and lay face down." He informed me moving to recline the seat until it was completely flat before taking his tablet with him and leaving the room.

I did as I was told, removing my top and bra off before laying face down on the now flat table.

A few minutes later Jacob's voice sounded right behind the curtains to his work space. "You good?" He asked for confirmation before entering.

"Yup!"

He pulled the curtains apart and closed them again after he entered, "Alright, I'm gonna put the template on so you can tell me if you like its position or not."

"K."

"Is it ok if I pull your shorts down a little?"

"Yeah, it's fine."

I felt his fingertips grasp onto the sides of my leggings to tug them down just a few inches lower. He politely removed his touch from my skin and swabbed my back with an alcohol wipe, the room immediately filling with its scent. I felt the template lay on my back as Jacob smoothed it over my skin. Lightly shivering from the cold but his warm hands helped to lessen its intensity.

He took a picture with his tablet to show to me and once I'd agreed with the placement he got to work. The noise of the machine taking over the quiet space. It was painful as I felt the needle pierce my skin but it was nothing I couldn't endure. After everything I've been through during the first phase of initiation this was a cake walk.

"You doing ok?" Jacob asked, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, it's not too bad."

"Cool. I've seen bigger men than you cry over the pain in this area. It's very sensitive." He commented.

"Were you one of those?" I teased.

I heard his low chuckle before he answered, "Are you trying to get dirt on me to taint my reputation?"

"Oh yeah, it'll be fun to spread it around our initiation class. Though if you happen to have dirt on Rosalie that would help me out more. She's such a bitch." I admitted freely knowing Jacob wouldn't say anything about it since he disliked her too.

"Eh, she's a bitch to everyone so don't take it too personally. The only one who doesn't get it is Eric, but she knows better than to piss him off."

"Plus she's like obsessed with him or something."

He snorted at my comment. "You're not wrong, though she's more obsessed with his leadership position in Dauntless than anything else."

"Oh she's one of those?" I asked, annoyed that she couldn't make a name for herself through her own merits.

"Oh yeah. She loves to pretend like she's better than everyone else and having Eric on her side would only help her."

"Gross." I said in disgust.

"Agreed... Still doesn't hurt?"

"Yeah, once you got to my spine but it's nothing I can't handle."

"I'm not surprised, Badass Bella." He lightly chuckled out. I smiled to myself, honored that Jacob would think so highly of me. He remained silent for a beat longer before he blurted out, "So you and Jared?" He finally asked as if he'd been waiting since forever to ask.

I turned my head to look at him with a raised brow surprised that he would be interested in who I was with. "Somewhat." I said, dismissively.

"Ah…" he said, as if that explained everything. "Not a relationship person, I take it."

"Too much work."

"I feel you on that one, but I'm also a bit older than you and I've been there done that. It's nice to think that there might be someone out there who's willing to put up with your shit. Though I still haven't found mine, so we'll see how that goes." He admitted, ending it on a thoughtful note.

I wondered that myself. Finding someone who could understand my convoluted mind would be difficult. Tobias knew me like the back of his hand but he was my brother, so totally not the same thing. In that aspect I was slightly jealous of Tobias' views. I realized now that Tris was the one he had picked, I mean he's practically loved her since we were kids. He couldn't make a move now but I was sure that by the end of initiation he would be the first in line. Me, on the other hand... who knew when I'd pick the right one. I knew Jared would be an amazing boyfriend but I wasn't ready for that kind of commitment yet.

Eric was obviously out of the question. If I ever broke to his advances I knew it would only be for a good lay because he didn't look like the relationship type either. I knew we would have fun together though, but there was something about him that stopped me from taking that step. I think it was mostly his cocky triumphant attitude, always talking to me like it was only a matter of time before I caved to his advances. And I hated that. There was also the obvious fact that he was my superior and it wouldn't be a good look for me if anyone found out. And if I was being honest with myself I was also incredibly aware of Tobias' warning. Eric was dangerous. He was vindictive, cruel, unjust, and a total shit head. There really was absolutely nothing redeemable about him other than his looks. I mean I know I'm not a perfect little angel either but I'm also not an evil bitch. I still had feelings and emotions, something Eric completely lacked.

Time passed and my friends came in. Spending time with me and Jacob while he worked but it was a rather large tattoo and so they had eventually gotten tired and left. Leaving Jacob and I alone again. We made idle chatter as he worked, both taking restroom breaks and getting back to it. Finally after hours he was finally done.

I stood up, Jacob helping me up while my hands were currently busy covering my breasts. I turned my back to the mirror, tilting sideways to see the branches wrap around my sides and to the front. I turned to my right and smiled as one of the branches wrapped around my ribs cupping just below my right breast. It had been a last minute idea and I was absolutely in love with it. Adding a sexy little touch that was perfect for me.

Jacob couldn't drop the smile from his face as he watched me admire his work and neither could I.

"You're fucking awesome! You know that right?"

His smile grew as he watched the excitement on my face. "Totally and you're also an amazing client. I'm declaring myself the only Bella tattooer from here on out."

I laughed and nodded eagerly. "Absolutely, you're the best!" I exclaimed excitedly, thoughtlessly throwing my arms around him in a hug.

I felt him freeze under my touch and I quickly realized why.

"Jesus, Bella." He groaned out.

I giggled and pulled away, covering myself with my hands again. "I am so sorry, I got too excited."

"Yeah I know the feeling…" He muttered out, trying his hardest to readjust himself without me noticing.

I kept the laugh from bubbling out at his surprisingly shy behavior, not wanting to embarrass him further.

He shook his head and reached behind him to grab a small jar. He ordered me to turn around and gently placed the contents on my freshly tattooed skin with his glove-covered hands. And finally covering the finished tattoo with a plastic wrap to protect it from my tank top. "Take this with you. It's an antibiotic and it helps the tattoo heal quickly. You should heal in two to three days with this but I suggest you don't wear a bra until then... and if you need help applying that I'm more than willing to help." He said cheekily at the end, though I knew he wasn't serious. He was simply trying to save face after I'd caught his embarrassment earlier.

"Note taken." I said with a laugh.

Once I was out of there I was on a mission heading straight for Tobias' apartment. After the thing with Eric I'd been shook, my head had been bouncing around endlessly worrying about what I had done. I couldn't face Tobias in that state so I had left the confrontation for today instead, hoping I'd have free time to catch him in his apartment.

I made it to his home only to find it empty, so I threw myself face down onto his bed still tired from the drinking last night. Deciding a nice little nap wouldn't hurt.

Gentle fingers brushed through my hair. Forcing my eyes to try to rapidly blink the sleep away. I looked up at its owner with sleepy eyes seeing Tobias smiling down at me, I tried to smile back but I knew he could tell my heart wasn't fully in it.

"You got a tattoo?" He asked, trying to delay our upcoming conversation. I rolled my eyes but nodded anyway, needing a bit more time to fully wake up. "Can I see?" He asked. I sat up and lifted my shirt to show him. "Woah, that's huge. We had to be twins right?" He said with a smile, making a gesture to signal his own back that was also tattooed extensively.

"You know you can't put off this conversation any longer right?" I asked him with a raised brow. He nodded but remained silent, sitting back on his heels on the floor with a worried expression as he witnessed my anger rising before his eyes. "It was stupid!" I finally burst out, having been holding it in for far too long.

"I know." He said quietly from his position on the floor.

"You could have died Tobias!"

"I know." He repeated quietly.

I stood up and spaced the width of his bedroom, feeling like a caged animal. "I mean I get it! You're obsessed with Tris but come the fuck on Tobias! You can't always be there to save her ass!"

"I know…. I just can't help it." He practically whined.

I rolled my eyes, he was being stupid. "If they catch you together…" I started but he cut me off.

"We're not together."

I gave him a dead stare. "Oh please. We both know it's only a matter of time. I was hoping you would wait until after initiation but I can see now that's not going to happen. Shit's gonna get worse to hide, Tobias." I warned. He stood up, rubbing his hand over his face in agitation. "You're getting yourself into trouble over some stupid girl you don't even know."

"She's not who you think she is."

"Oh and you know her so well?" I asked condescendingly. His gaze shifted to me, unable to make eye contact. That's when I saw it, that guilty look on his face he only wore when he was keeping things from me. "You've been talking to her?!" I asked in shock.

"I'm sorry! I wanted to tell you, and I know we don't keep secrets from each other but I knew you'd be angry." He said, trying to excuse himself.

"I have a right to be angry, Tobias! You're fucking everything up for a fucking girl. Why can't you just wait until initiation is over? It's only a few weeks away."

"I've tried, Bella. There's just something about her. Besides, you didn't wait until initiation was over to get involved with Jared either." He threw back at me with an arched brow.

I rolled my eyes, he was grasping at straws and he knew it. "He's not my superior and we're only having fun."

"Oh really? And Eric isn't either?" I looked up at him in shock then, not having expected for him to throw that it my face. I hadn't even been aware he'd been suspicious of anything going on between us, other than Eric's silent threats. He'd never once mentioned it, only warning me to stay away from him for my own safety. "I knew it!" He exclaimed, starting to get angry himself. "What the fuck, Bella?"

"There's nothing going on between us." I said dismissively.

He looked at me with an annoyed expression. "Oh please, he practically drools every time he lays eyes on you."

"And suddenly you're aware of your surroundings."

"Not my surroundings. Just you."

"And Tris." I threw back.

"We're not talking about her right now."

"Only when it's convenient."

"You're deflecting!" He accused.

"So are you!"

We were both breathing heavily by the end. Arguing back and forth over two people that shouldn't even matter. I knew it was stupid to fight with him over this but I wasn't about to let him win this one. Eric might be chasing after me but it was only a game. This thing with Tobias and Tris was anything but. He was serious and I knew he would do just about anything to keep her safe and in Dauntless, which only meant trouble. Especially if Eric was sniffing around. If he figured out that Tobias' interest in Tris was more than a simple crush… We were done for.

"This could end badly." I warned him finally.

"I'm not asking for your help."

I threw him a look, he was pretending he wouldn't need me to get involved but we both knew it was inevitable. He and I came as a package. If he got in trouble because of that mousy little twat he knew I would be there to save his ass. No matter what.

"I hope she's worth it." I finally said, turning on my heel and leaving without allowing him a response.

"Bella!" He called after me desperately, hating that I was leaving before we had a chance to settle our argument. I also hadn't bothered to hide my disappointment in my expression before leaving. He could wallow in his decision alone. If he thought I would encourage his relationship with her then he was dead wrong.

Unbridled devastation pierced my heart. Since I was born I had always been his first priority and now he was risking everything for someone else. And it wasn't because I was jealous, I wanted Tobias to find someone to love but what I couldn't agree with was the timing. Why couldn't he just wait until after initiation? We were already more than halfway there, only a few weeks till we became full members. So why did he suddenly have this urge to make her his when he could have her after initiation? Then again with the way she was going she would probably become Factionless before then.

My heart stuttered at the thought, not because of her fate but because of Tobias'. Was he willing to follow after her if she left? And what the hell would I do then? Follow after him too?

The idea of being a part of the factionless sent a piercing fear into my bones. Dreading the thought of having to live there for some bitch who couldn't get her shit together long enough to pass initiation. Then again I didn't really have to go…

But could I live without Tobias in my life?

Before my mind could spiral further into chaos I shook my head and pushed all negative thoughts away. Focusing on the here and now. If I continued down that path I was sure I would drive myself crazy.

I was too keyed up with so many emotions there was only one outlet I knew would help me release all this pent up anger. I made my way to the pit, my eyes scanning the crowd in front of me until I found the person I was looking for. Feeling my gaze he looked up and I tilted my head to the side, silently asking him to follow me. Not waiting for a reply I walked away, knowing he'd catch up to me. He always did. I bee walked with purpose in the direction of our secret spot, quickly climbing up the wall and sliding into the small space. Not waiting for him to fully enter I started taking my clothes off. When he finally did he startled for a split second before getting a hold of himself and pulling me into a fierce kiss. His hands sliding down to my ass and squeezing me into him.

I pulled away from him long enough to practically rip his clothes off. "Whoa, you should get tattoos more often." Jared mumbled into my mouth, but I silenced him by slipping my tongue fiercely into his mouth. He moaned deep in his throat and my sex got wetter at the sound. I pushed him down to the floor and he complied easily. A second later I dropped down on top of him, grabbing his member and sliding onto it.

"Oh fuck!" He exclaimed.

"Hold on." I warned, before I started a savage pace on top of him. He immediately threw his head back and closed his eyes, breathing so heavily and making noises I'd never heard before. I knew we should be quiet but I didn't care in the slightest. I needed this, I needed to forget everything that had transpired between Tobias and I. I hated that we had fought. Tobias and I rarely fought so the idea of being at odds with him especially over some stupid girl made me angrier. I was unsettled and anxious. The only thing keeping me functional was my body chasing after its orgasmic bliss.

"Fuck, Bella." Jared moaned, but I leaned forward to capture his lips in mine in a veil attempt to keep him quiet.

I could feel it now, the slow churning in the pit of my stomach. My body tensing slightly as the swirls began to glide into my limbs. Jared's body began to tense against mine and he lifted his hand in between us. His thumb rubbing deliciously over my clit. I moaned hard, biting Jared's lip in the process and his body immediately tensed underneath me as he came. Somehow he managed to continue with both his body and his thumb's movements long enough for me to release. We continued to move until I had nothing left to give and I dropped onto his chest. The hand keeping him up gave way and he too fell onto his back on the floor taking me with him.

"Holy fucking hell." He gasped out. I finally released a smile, letting Jared's light spirit enter my own as we both tried to settle into our orgasmic bliss. "You're incredible." He said in awe.

I giggled at his continued amazement of me. If anyone could make me feel better it was always Jared. "I so needed that." I said happily, sitting up on top of him.

He watched me above him, his hands reaching up to play with my breasts but one slipped off noticing the tattoo underneath my right breast. "That's so hot, can I see the rest of it?" He asked. I nodded and stood up, groaning as he slid out of me and he released a harsh breath. I turned around and dropped down to my knees, sitting on my heels so he could see the back.

He sat up on the floor as his eyes traveled over my tattoo. "Jacob is amazing." He concluded, "Maybe I can get him to tattoo me next time."

I looked over my shoulder at him, "I'm sure he'd be happy to."

"I was thinking on my right butt cheek, you think he'd be cool with that?"

I laughed and turned back around to straddle him again, letting my arms hang over his shoulders. "Absolutely. Before I left he told me one of his dreams was to tattoo a man on his butt cheek." I joked back.

He laughed but kept it quiet, looking up at me and tilting his head as he watched me. "Are you ok now?" He finally asked.

I was slightly shocked over the fact he'd noticed my mood even while I had been actively joking with him. Conflicted as to whether or not it was ok for Jared to so easily read me like this. "Yeah, just… worried about the serums tomorrow." I lied easily.

He released a heartfelt sigh. "I'm not looking forward to it either. I heard they can be terrifying."

I nodded knowing he was right. Rumors have been spreading quickly through the initiates these past few days. Dauntless born warning the transfers that phase one was in actuality much easier than phase two. I would have been worried but fortunately for me I already knew how to work the system. Shifting my focus back onto Jared, I brushed his hair away from his face before responding. "I'm sure we'll be fine. We passed the physical part of training and I think we're strong enough to mentally handle the second part. Don't you think?" I asked him encouragingly.

"Yeah" He said with a smile, "and if I struggle I'm sure I can find a way to push those fears away somehow." He said rather cheekily as he bent down to capture my nipple.

A gasp left my lips with a giggle mixed in. Jared had been just what I needed… and he was right. We could totally fuck our fears away any day.