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.

A/N: This is a very loooooong ;) chapter so hold on buttercups!

Chapter 11 Dangerous

These past two weeks have been the worst weeks of my life.

The day after my fight with Tobias, I'd had a giant revelation, facing the glaringly obvious fact that I was being a major hypocrite. I'd lectured Tobias over and over again, practically crucifying him for pursuing Tris before initiation was over. Meanwhile, I was playing an equally dangerous game with one of the most dangerous men in Dauntless.

And for what? For sex?

Surely that wasn't reason enough… right?

So I'd decided to change my ways.

It's been two weeks since I've ceased contact with Eric. It was dangerous to associate with him, I knew it, he knew it, and so I had given up on the idea of continuing on with that stupid little game we'd been carrying on. Besides the necessary communication I was forced to engage in to maintain pretenses, I avoided him like the plague. I made sure I was never alone. Even during simple things, like if I had forgotten something back at the dorms or if I needed to use the ladies room. I made sure there was at least one friend with me at all times. This meant that it was mostly Alice who had become my main buffer, completely unaware of the role she played but effective nonetheless. And so far it was working… sort of.

It has also been two weeks since I've last spoken to Tobias. Hoping that my silence would knock some sense into him and motivate him to get his shit together. Unfortunately it's had the complete opposite effect… I'd caught him sneaking away with her more than a few times. After the second time I decided to follow after them, trying to find out exactly where they were hiding and what they were up to. And I'd discovered their dirty little secret.

Tris was Divergent.

That's right! Tobias had been sneaking her into the rooms we used for serums and had been guiding her through her fears for the best way to work through them. Teaching her how to use her Divergence in her favor to make her appear normal. I was tempted to confront them and face them head on but at this point I had given up on making him see sense. If he got caught it was all on him.

I internally scoffed at myself. I was only deluding myself.

Whenever I caught them sneaking off I had been secretly protecting them, staying nearby to make sure no one caught them in the act. I knew I shouldn't be doing that, Tobias was a big boy now. A grown ass man deliberately being reckless for 'love.'

Love.

What a fucking joke.

Loving her was a weakness. A weakness that I shouldn't condone… and yet a part of me couldn't help but to protect him. Old habits die hard, it's something I grew up doing and apparently it was a habit almost impossible to kill. I consoled myself by reasoning that Tobias helping Tris would only benefit us both in the end, because if Tris failed initiation or people found out she was Divergent, Tobias would do the impossible to protect her and as a result so would I.

And that was my conundrum.

Tobias was my weakness. The person that could bring me to my own death… and I loved him too much to stop him. And so I've let them continue on with this madness, knowing there was nothing I could do at this point to stop it. But that didn't mean I couldn't still be mad at him. He was still being stupid and I wanted him to know that I was completely against it, which was why I'd refused to speak to him over the past two weeks. I'd caught him several times throwing me sad little puppy dog looks, but I told myself I wouldn't break.

I was stubborn enough to stay strong.

Unfortunately, Tobias wasn't the only one begging for my attention. I had Eric to worry about too. He'd been doing almost the impossible to get my attention. I couldn't even count with my fingers how many times I'd caught him lurking in the halls. His eyes followed me everywhere I went, watching me so intensely it practically burned the skin off my bones. It was becoming increasingly more difficult not to cave. Every time I saw him, every time I heard his voice, every time I remembered what it was like to feel his lips and hands on me, pushed me further and further to the edge. My body almost forcing me to give in.

The idea that I had free access to him in his apartment didn't help either. I had kept that stupid crumpled up paper hidden in my workout shoes. Every night I would tell myself that the next day I would dispose of it to get rid of the temptation... and every day I would fail to follow through. In fact, there were many times I had stuffed that stupid piece of paper into my pockets during moments of weakness, in the hopes that my control would break and my body would be able to take over. So far, I haven't given in, but it was becoming harder and harder to ignore not only him but Tobias as well. It has been so bad I have refused to even look in either of their directions. Avoiding eye contact like my life depended on it. At this point I was just protecting myself. While Tobias could one day be my death, Eric could be my downfall. Honestly, I had no idea how I'd managed to survive these past couple of weeks. They were both driving me absolutely crazy!

"It's Orange chicken." Jared said beside me, breaking me from my reverie.

"What?" I asked, blinking back into the present.

He tilted his head at me in question but didn't voice his worry. "The food on your plate, it's Orange Chicken." He informed me, handing me his extra napkin already knowing I was going to wipe the excess sauce off before forcing myself to eat it. "Watching you struggle to eat normal people food will never not be funny." He added.

I rolled my eyes but laughed, thinking back to the first time we met. How I'd glared at him for insinuating I wasn't normal. Though technically he had been right. A normal sane person wouldn't be conflicted over having sex with the enemy, but every day it became increasingly difficult to resist as even now I could feel Eric's stare on my form. "It's always too salty… or too sweet." I complained. Call me crazy but I wasn't as obsessed over the Dauntless food and deserts as everyone else seemed to be. It was just too much.

As if hearing my thoughts, he laughed. "Which is great because I always get an extra piece of dessert for dinner thanks to you." He said happily once again, reaching over to remove it from my tray. In return, he picked up his plate to slide his steamed veggies onto mine in exchange.

I watched him with a small smile. He was so used to my strange eating habits. All of my friends were. When Uriah, Felix, and Alice were here they too would have poured their veggies onto my plate. I tended to eat better on days when there was a veggie option. I also tended to stick to the sides offered and forced myself to eat one or two pieces of the meat option, strictly for the protein value. I preferred chicken but that too was usually coated in too much salt or too much sweet stuff. It was ridiculous.

I snorted as I watched Jared practically inhaling the cake he'd taken. I shifted my attention back to my plate, piercing a piece of broccoli with my fork and absentmindedly chewing it before swallowing.

I felt like a robot.

"You ok, Bella?"

I turned my head back to Jared, watching as he frowned down at me in worry. I smiled at him, somewhat pleased that he was caring enough to ask. "Yeah I'm fine." I said, releasing a tired breath.

He threw me a disbelieving look but didn't say more, just sitting there staring at me in hopes I would finally break and tell him.

I couldn't tell him exactly what was bothering me. Tobias and Eric would be secrets I'd have to keep from everyone until maybe sometime after initiation was over. But not wanting to disappoint him I told him what had been somewhat bothering me too. "I guess I'm just stressed over phase two. Since our times for the first week of serums has come out everyone has been watching me... It's unnerving."

He looked at me and nodded in understanding, "Well you're number two now, right after Tris. Everyone is jealous of your scores, Tris is almost impossibly fast and you have only two fears making your time short… it's crazy."

It was true of course. Tris had only six fears and had blazed through her first serum making her fears last less than 15 minutes meanwhile the average was about an hour. I, on the other hand, only had two fears and as a result I couldn't really prolong them for long and so my times had been short too. I had been tempted to figure out if I could add more fears but I refused to ask Tobias for help and unfortunately Eric had been the only person to test me, which meant I couldn't just randomly add any more fears. If I tried I was sure he would have deduced correctly that I was Divergent, and because I didn't trust Eric, I knew that it would be idiotic to take that route.

"Yeah well it's their own fault. Why the fuck would I waste my time fearing stupid things like spiders and birds? It's a waste of emotion." I said petulantly. I was actually incredibly proud to have only two fears. It wasn't my fault everyone was scared of stupid insignificant things. Fear was a weakness. Having two fears that only involved my parents and Tobias meant I only had three weaknesses to worry about. Wasting time on fearing inconsequential things seemed like a waste of time to me.

"Hey!" He protested, "I'm scared of spiders and you would be too if you grew up in Amity and had a spider crawl up into your hair while you were harvesting." It automatically produced a laugh out of me, remembering the first time Jared had told me that story. He was practically the only one keeping me sane at this point, what with our almost nightly adventures and his lighthearted spirit. He was like no other and I was thankful he was in my life. "There you go." He said with a smile, throwing his arm over my shoulders and pulling me into him. "See all you needed was a little dose of Jared." He said playfully, while wiggling his eyebrows at me.

I scoffed and playfully pushed him away from me. "Oh whatever, since when did you become so cocky?" I asked with a raised brow.

He tilted his head down to my ear and said, "Since I started seeing you biting your lip to stop yourself from screaming out your release."

I snorted but let him win this one. He wasn't completely wrong. "Whatever, don't be a dick about it." I lightly chastised, rolling my eyes at his audacity.

He shook his head and laughed before getting back to his food.

After dinner he came back with me to the dorms as we waited for Alice or any one of our friends to appear, he stayed with me until it was nighttime and I shoved him off my bed to go to his own. But no matter how hard I tried to force myself to go to sleep, I couldn't and when I got to 585 sheep I finally called it quits and sneaked out of the dorms deciding to go for a run instead. I put on my workout clothes and my running shoes and made to go when I felt something uncomfortable in my right shoe. I took it off to shake out what was bothering me when Eric's crumpled piece of paper fell out. I was actually surprised I had forgotten about it. I picked it up off the floor and stuffed it into my pocket having nowhere else to hide it and made to leave again. I figured I could go to the training room and run some laps around the track to physically exhaust myself enough to go to sleep.

Other than the water hitting the rocks at the bottom of the chasm, not a single sound was heard. It was actually nice, I found the noise more soothing than anything else. Until it was suddenly interrupted by footsteps, I looked around myself quickly looking for anywhere to hide, not trusting whoever was out at night just randomly traipsing around the compound. I found the same spot Eric had pulled me into the first time we'd had a secret interaction and hid, waiting for whoever it had been to pass by me. I wasn't all that surprised to find Tobias stopping almost beside me, desperately looking around to see where I had gone.

I was tempted to leave him there wondering where I had disappeared to but as I watched his body deflate with a look of pure sadness taking over his features I broke, pulling him into my hiding spot along with me.

"You idiot. I thought someone was coming after me to murder me or something." I said in annoyance. It was a possibility, with my first week's scores I knew I was a target for James and maybe even Peter.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you…" He trailed off, biting his lip and worrying his brows. "I'm sorry for a lot of things." He finished quietly.

In that moment, I wanted to forgive him. To just forget everything and have my best friend back, but then I remembered seeing Tris' empty bed tonight and figured out the real reason for him to be walking around the compound so late at night and it vanished into thin air. "No, you're not." I said shortly.

He looked at me in anger this time. "I am not lying, Bella. Why would you say I'm not sorry? I am."

I threw him a condescending look "Because you're still being stupid. If you were really sorry you would stop doing moronic things and forget about that fucking girl." I said, almost yelling at this point.

"Don't say that about her and what are you talking about?"

"Oh, you don't? So you're going to stand there and deny that you're training her with the serum?" I asked with a laser eyed focus directed at him.

He blinked back in shock until he found his voice again, "How did you know that?"

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "You make it so fucking obvious, Tobias. I've seen it with my own eyes, and I've noticed the change between you two... and I'm not the only one. Why else do you think Eric has been targeting her specifically? He's noticed how you watch her more than the others, including me. He's not an idiot and neither are some of the other initiates. They've noticed too. I laugh it off and say that the legendary Four would never take an interest in a weak little transfer like her. So far it's working, but I don't know how long that will last. Especially with the way you guys are gallivanting around here. There's only so much I can do if you guys don't at least try to help."

He stared at me for a moment, I could tell I had caught him by surprise. You wouldn't be able to tell if you looked at him though. Being in Dauntless for so long and pretending like he was a different person had actually changed him in some ways, but I've known him all my life and I could still read him like a book.

"I... d-didn't know that." He stuttered out.

"Yeah well now you do. So maybe try to help me, help you, a little better from now on?"

"I'm sorry, Bella… I know I should stay away from her. I know that I should wait until after initiation is over, but if I hadn't intervened when I did they would have found out about her Divergence and who knows what Eric would have done." He said, begging me to understand.

I frowned at his words. I knew what he meant. Eric was cold and calculating, ruthless to his core. If he would've found out about her he would've taken her to our Dauntless leaders and then to Erudite. Word was spreading like wildfire that Erudite was going after Divergent's, almost not even hiding it anymore. It was actually pretty scary. Those found Divergent would be taken to Erudite and never seen again.

I sighed and covered my face with my hands, what the hell was I supposed to do now?

I stubbornly wanted to continue to be mad at him… but could I really when all he wanted to do was to open his heart to someone and protect them from harm? After all, he was only doing what his heart was telling him to do. Tobias had always been a better person than I… if anything, he was the one that kept me human. If it weren't for him and my parents I wouldn't know what love is, what it was like to care for someone other than myself. I couldn't take her away from him. It would be cruel… and I could never be cruel to my own brother.

I felt his warm hands pulling me forward, wrapping his arms around me and holding me tightly to his chest. "I'm sorry, Bella. I know I'm not being fair to you and you don't deserve this… I just can't help the way I feel." He said almost brokenly.

I hated making him feel this way, and it broke my heart to watch him torture himself over it. If he really couldn't let Tris go then I guess I would just have to accept it and move on. I couldn't stay mad at him forever, I needed him in my life. And so I wrapped my arms around him too, finally feeling whole again now that I had him by my side.

"I love you, Bell." He said softly into my ear.

I growled but gave in to his sweet words, "I love you too, you idiot." I said in annoyance.

I felt him smile against my neck, starting to chuckle in my arms but catching in his throat as we both heard a female scream nearby. The voice sounding completely terrified as it echoed down the hall and sounding so very familiar… Tobias' eyes widened in horror, identifying the owner of the voice and ran. Fast.

I ran after him, knowing he would stop at nothing to protect her. What met us when we arrived had even me widening my eyes in fear.

There was Tris. Struggling against six hands grasping onto almost every part of her body as they tried to lift her off her feet to throw her over the railing and into the chasm. If it weren't for how tightly she was holding onto the top bar she would have surely fallen to her death already.

Tobias jumped in and pulled two of her attackers off while I took the third. He was a big guy, much taller than I was, but he was surprisingly clumsy and uncoordinated. It didn't take much for me to catch him unaware and knee him in the groin. He fell to the ground with a pain filled cry and I instantly knew who it was. I'd heard that sound of pain multiple times a day during training. But just to be sure I removed the mask he was wearing, confirming my suspicions. I froze in utter disbelief.

"Bella!" I heard Tobias yell. I unfroze from the shock, looking up just in time to see one of the masked attackers running away from the scene. Oops. I guess in my shock I had forgotten to help Tobias fight off the other two attackers. I could see he'd taken one of them down but the other one had managed to slip through his fingers... So much for being the legendary Four. "What the hell had you so distracted you let him get away?!" He accused angrily.

I glared at him, annoyed that he was directing his anger towards me when he was really just angry with himself over losing the third guy. "That was actually you. And this." I accused back while pointing to the floor as I looked back down to Al who was now looking up at Tris with big fat tears rolling down his face. Ignoring me, Tobias ran to Tris, examining her body making sure she wasn't injured. I internally rolled my eyes. While he did that I walked over to the other attacker still lying unconscious on the ground. I had an inkling of who it might be but it was always better to be sure. I lifted the mask he was wearing finding Peter, just like I'd suspected. I could hear Tobias consoling Tris behind me and I turned back to look at them.

"Tas." I said lowly to get his attention. He begrudgingly turned to look back at me as I pointed down to Peter. His resulting glare could melt ice as he watched Peter's unconscious body on the floor. "What do we do now?" I asked him, not knowing what the Dauntless protocol was for situations such as these. We would have to call Eric, huh? Fuck, I didn't want to call Eric.

"Take Tris to my apartment. I'll take them to the infirmary and I'll meet you both there once I'm done." He ordered.

"You sure that's a good idea?" I arched a brow at him. We had just had a full on fight about this not even a minute ago and here he was, throwing caution to the wind again.

"Just do as I say, Bella, just this once." He practically pleaded.

I resisted the urge to roll of my eyes as I begrudgingly nodded.

At my concession he released a large breath, turning back to look at Tris who up until now had been watching our interaction in utter confusion and curiosity. "Stay with Bella. I'll be there soon, ok?" He asked her, gently cupping her face between his hands.

She silently nodded in response. Tobias took a moment to release her, as if it would cost him his life to part ways from her.

"I'm so sorry Tris." Al cried. Almost crawling towards her on his knees. She refused to even look in his direction and I could tell if she could, she too would be crying her eyes out at his betrayal. A part of me felt sorry for her, it must be hard to come from Abnegation, not know anything about Dauntless and be thrust into a world of fighting, lies, and now even betrayal.

Four glared down at him, kicking him in retaliation. Al rolled into the fetal position crying softly to himself. Not wasting another glance at him Tobias moved to pick up Peter's unconscious body off the floor. He took a second to longingly look at Tris before heading off to the infirmary.

Now that he was gone I turned my attention back to Al. "Leave." I said coldly. He looked up at me with fear in his eyes, scared that I would hurt him some more too. When he still didn't move I more forcefully said, "Now." At my second command he scurried away from me, running away and disappearing from sight. "Come on. Let's go." I said to Tris now, attempting to sound a bit friendlier, but I knew I had failed when she visibly flinched away from me.

I tugged on her arm and forced her to follow after me. We didn't have time to linger in the hall, not while someone could have easily heard the commotion and come to investigate, catching us both unaware and asking questions neither one of us was prepared to answer right now.

She quietly let me lead her. I took the hidden stairs on the side of the apartments to get to Tobias' floor without anyone seeing us. Reaching the fourth floor I opened the door and peeked over the wall to make sure no one was out in the hallway before pulling her completely out with me. I input the code to his apartment and let her go once we were safely inside.

"Take a seat. I'll get you something to wear for now."

She silently nodded, sitting down gently on the couch seat nearest her without making a single sound. I walked into Tobias' bedroom, digging through his bottom drawer to find the shirt and pair of leggings he'd bought me for emergencies. They would probably fit her a bit tight but it was better than her remaining in her torn up clothing, a glaring reminder of what she had just been through. I returned to the living room to find her sitting in the same spot I'd left her as she hypnotically stared at the wall in front of her.

I cleared my throat to catch her attention. "Here." I said, handing her the clothes and towel I'd retrieved. "You can take a shower if you want to." I said a little more gently now.

She stood up and reached for the items, hugging them to her body as if they would protect her somehow. "T-thank you." She stuttered out.

"Not a problem. Take your time." I said as gently as possible. She nodded moving to side step me when she hesitated and turned back to look at me.

"Are you and Four…?" She started to ask me but she drifted off looking extremely unsure of herself.

If I could, I would've laughed, but she looked so damned vulnerable right now I didn't have the heart to be a bitch after what she'd just been through. "No. He's my… friend." I said by way of explanation.

Her eyes widened at my declaration, not having expected that answer. "He is?" She asked, as if desperate to get answers to questions she'd been having for years.

I smiled at her. "Ask Four. If he wants to tell you, he will." It wasn't my place to let her in our little secret but I was starting to think she deserved to know. That was hard to admit when I still didn't approve of their relationship. Then again, who was I to judge when I was interested in a monster like Eric?

She looked like she wanted to fight me on that but she eventually nodded and began to walk away, her shoulders hunched over in defeat.

Feeling bad for her as she pitifully walked away from me I called her name. She turned to look at me wondering what I would say next. "Be proud of yourself, Tris. You took on three attackers and survived. Not anyone would have fared as well as you did under those circumstances." I complimented.

She nodded with a small smile in my direction before turning back around, noticing how her shoulders were raised up a bit higher after my compliment.

I released the sigh I'd been holding since Tobias and I had started fighting. I knew after what happened things would change drastically. In a way I had somewhat accepted Tris into our lives by outwardly protecting her and bringing her to the place that was once just Tobias and I's. A little part of me grieved over the fact, but what was there left for me to do? Tobias was like my brother, and if he loved her enough to now include her into our lives then there was nothing left for me to do.

Sometime later Tobias walked in. Taking a quick scan around the room before zeroing in on me as I made myself a sandwich in his kitchen.

"She's taking a shower." I said, before he accused me of throwing her out of the window. It was annoying that he would think so low of me. I didn't particularly like her but no way would I intentionally hurt her.

"Sorry." He said. I shrugged my shoulders in pretend indifference. "I really am." He said again, with real regret weaved into his voice this time.

I nodded at him, not saying more. He silently joined me as he helped me prepare the sandwiches, we'd lived in Abnegation for so long that some learned behavior just never went away. Reflecting on our situation I realized how selfish it was for him to expect me to so easily let her into our lives, risk our necks for her, and not allow me to have my own opinions about it. It wasn't fair. And now that he was willing to put himself in danger for her then why couldn't I also partake in a little danger of my own? I might not love Eric like he loved Tris, Hell I didn't even like the guy, but I craved Eric's body more than I've ever craved anything in my life. If Tobias could do it, then so could I. "I think we need to call a truce. If you don't get involved in my shit, then I won't get involved in yours either." I offered.

He turned to look at me with a deep frown knowing exactly what I was referring to. "It's not the same, Bella. There's nothing nefarious going on with me and Tris. Meanwhile, Eric is actively trying to get rid of the initiates."

"Nefarious. Now that's a word..." I trailed off, before I got to the nitty gritty. He was doing stupid things for some girl so what would it matter if I did something for myself. I know I was being petty, trying to do a tit-for-tat, but it was the truth. He couldn't just expect me to accept his decision while he berated me over my own. If he was being reckless then why couldn't I too? "You don't like Eric and I get it. He's an asshole but he's a hot asshole. One I'm incredibly attracted to and if I'm already going to be risking my neck for Tris, then the least you can do is let me have my own fun. We're both treading on dangerous waters here and you can't minimize what you're doing just because Tris is meek and unassuming."

He glared at my choice of words. "Don't say that about her."

"Ok, fine. Sorry, but you know what I mean. You're like my brother Tobias, we've always stuck by each other and respected each other's choices. It might be harder this time around but if we want to save our relationship you need to meet me half way."

He stared at me for a good minute, before begrudgingly accepting my offer with a slight nod of his head. I tried to give a tentative smile and he automatically broke, pulling me in for a hug.

"Fine, I'll try to accept your decision." He said, squeezing me into him.

"And I'll try too." I grumbled, unhappiness tainting my voice at having to be nice to Tris.

He lightly pinched me on my side and I giggled at his retaliation. He pulled slightly away from me, grasping the side of my face gently. "I love you, Bell." He said softly, his words instantly warming my heart. We'd been fighting since I practically got here. It didn't settle well with me and I knew it didn't for him either. But so much had changed since we were two little kids pretending to fit in in a place where you weren't allowed to be yourself. Back then we only had each other to rely on. Now, there were so many more factors to consider. It wasn't just us anymore.

Wouldn't it be so much simpler if it were though?

"I love you too, Tassy." I responded back, letting him know that no matter how much we fought and disagreed. We would always be there for each other. No matter what.

A light cough sounded behind us forcing us both to pull away, I turned seeing Tris standing at the doorway of the restroom in the clothes I'd given her.

"Alright. Well I'm going to head out now. I hope you feel better, Tris." I said attempting to act like I cared.

"Uh, thank you." She said in surprise, as this was the first time I've spoken to her without an annoyed tone in my voice.

I turned back to look at Tobias and winked, handing him two of the sandwiches we'd made and tilted my head back in her direction, silently letting him know it was time to come out with the truth.

He looked down at me for a moment and frowned, he knew I was trying to accept Tris but he hadn't expected for me to encourage him to divulge our secrets to her. But if he was going to start this relationship with her he was going to have to start with the truth… If I were her I'd want the truth too.

Finally he nodded with a small smile as he took the plates from me. I took the sandwich I'd made for myself and taking a bite while I made my way out of there. Not wanting to intrude on their upcoming private conversation.

I made my way out, taking a bite of my sandwich and heading back to the dorms but I hesitated on the stairs, looking up into the ceiling in thought, feeling Eric's note burning in a hole in my pocket.

Tobias had finally gotten his way and after our conversation all I could think about now was Eric.

We'd been flirting and playing this dangerous game that neither one of us knew exactly what it was. It was confusing and I was sure he was confused too but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't resist him. I'd never felt anything like this for anyone before, not even Edward who'd been my first everything. He'd been a simple distraction. In him I'd found a way to secretly rebel against my faction. I had been curious about my sexuality, something that Abnegation never spoke about. Something they discouraged completely without even having to verbally say it, but I was young and I was curious. I desperately wanted to know what it was and what to do and so I had pursued the one person I knew would never say no to me. It had been what it was though, nothing emotional, no strings attached. I'd told him from the beginning that I would never leave Abnegation with him and he was set on going to Erudite.

Jared wasn't any different either. He met my needs when I needed him and that was that. The only possible difference I could find was that Jared was my friend.

But this was different. Eric was different. He wasn't my friend but he stirred feelings inside of me I'd never experienced before in my life. Being near him always felt like I was a simmering volcano, just waiting for him to make me explode. I craved it with each breath I took. But it was wrong to want him like this, he wasn't a good guy and that spelled danger for me. I openly acknowledged he was bad but I wasn't all that nice either. It also wouldn't be reason enough for me to reject him because of it. It was dangerous territory and I wasn't sure what my next move should be, but when I thought about it, I shifted my focus on the matter.

It didn't have to be wrong. We could just be two somewhat twisted people giving into what they craved the most to make each other feel good. If Tobias was allowed to be reckless then so could I.

Fuck it. I thought, making my way up the stairs instead of down. I reached the sixth floor and took a peek into the hallway again. Finding it empty I purposefully walked to his apartment and knocked, I knew I had the code and I could easily let myself in but I didn't use it. It was two in the morning and it would be weird for me to just get in there and slide into his bed, plus I couldn't resist getting a reaction out of him. I leaned on the doorframe as I waited for him to answer, casually continuing to eat my half-eaten sandwich until he answered the door.

It swung wide open. Eric appearing in front of me without a shirt on with a look of pure surprise on his face. "Bella." He whispered, sounding so disbelieving of my presence here in front of his apartment. I couldn't blame him, I had been avoiding him for the past two weeks. Even when he administered the serums I didn't utter a single word no matter how hard he had tried to coax me into responding to him.

My eyes wandered away from his face. Like I said, it's been a long two weeks since I'd allowed myself to admire his body, and now, he was practically on full display. I let my eyes travel down his chest, following his tattoos through his sharply defined abs. I internally cursed when they abruptly cut off at the waistband of his sweatpants. I had been right all along, his tattoo did lead me straight to the promised land. My eyes traveled back up to his face. He was watching me intently, waiting for me to say something but instead I simply arched a brow at him in question, silently asking what his next move would be.

Before I knew it he had pulled me into his apartment, ripped the sandwich out of my hands to throw it on the floor and picked me up, pressing me up against the door. His body covered me as if to prevent my escape and his lips fell on mine, devouring me while his hand clasped possessively around the side of my neck to let me know I had no escape. Not that he needed to, I would willingly stay here with his hands on me for as long as I possibly could.

I grasped onto his shoulders and moaned, grinding into him. He let go of my lips, releasing a harsh breath, watching me intently as he moved his own hips against mine but not adding much pressure. He was toying with me.

"I gave you the code." He said, almost angrily.

I rolled my eyes at his words, "And how creepy would it be for me to just slip into your bed in the middle of the night?" I said before I lifted my shirt over my head.

His eyes got darker at my move. "Use it next time and not two fucking weeks later." He looked angry but that only fueled the fire, his hand practically ripping my sports bra off in less than a second. His eyes traveled from my face to my exposed chest and practically drooled at the sight. Not gonna lie, it was a big confidence booster. He dragged his eyes back up to my face and then it all happened so fast I could barely remember the details. All I knew was that he was kissing me so viciously I thought he'd bite my lip off, our teeth and tongues clashing against each other in a war we both wanted to win. I tightened my legs around his waist slipping my hands into his hair and tugging on the strands, finding it actually soft. It wasn't slicked back into the style he usually wore. He'd taken a shower and now his hair fell slightly to one side, some of it falling forward and onto his forehead. It was sexy as hell. He lifted me higher and sucked my nipple into his mouth. I gasped, my hands slipping higher up into his hair as I pushed his face harder into my chest. He was panting already, his hands greedily exploring my body now that my top was out of the way. I was burning up inside, all the pent up desire I'd been storing for him since the last time he touched me was all crashing together all at once. I knew he felt the same way when he moved us, walking with me still in his arms as he continued to pleasure me. He let go of my nipple with a pop as we reached the doorway of his bedroom to duck lower so I wouldn't hit my head.

He threw me onto his bed and I giggled as I bounced on the mattress. Kicking my shoes off once I settled. He stood at the foot of the bed, watching me before reaching down to the waistband of his sweatpants and pulling them down. Remaining in his boxer briefs as he moved closer, but I shook my head, lifting my foot to press up against his abs to stop him.

"You forgot something." I reminded him. He smirked at me but instead of immediately doing what I'd asked he lifted my leg up, removing my sock before placing a gentle kiss on the bottom of my foot and setting it down on the mattress. He caught me off guard with that suddenly tender act and I sat up to remove my other sock before he could lift my other foot. "Get on with the show." I ordered instead.

He looked like he wanted to protest but ended up doing as he was told, holding onto the waistband of his boxer briefs before making eye contact with me and maintaining it as he pulled them down. He watched my reaction but I broke it as I let my eyes drift down his body. My eyes tracing his tattoos and finding the lines tracing along the shape of his V that led me further down but this time I kept going. There was nothing covering him from my sight anymore and I followed its trail until I found what I was looking for. He was big, and I mean big. I had to admit since this sexual attraction had started I had taken a peek at his groin multiple times during training. I couldn't help myself. I could always see it even when he wore black jeans, so I knew he was large, but nothing could have prepared me for seeing it in person, with my own eyes, completely out in the open.

I bit my bottom lip in want, shifting my eyes back to his face.

He smirked boldly and moved forward, placing his knee on the bed to crawl over me. His body hovering over me without making contact with my skin, his hand taking up their positions at the sides of my head. My chest heaved in anticipation, desperately wanting him to touch me.

"I'm still wearing bottoms." I informed him.

"I know." He said, looking down at me as his eyes lingered on my chest hungrily before making eye contact again. "I want to savor this moment" He declared, before he bent down and kissed me. His kiss pushing my face deeper into the mattress and I grasped onto his wrists tightly before gliding them up his arms and dragging my nails down his shoulders. He growled and let go of my lips but only to trail them lower, taking a detour around my neck slowly. He continued to go lower and when I thought he was going to suck my nipple into his mouth he surprised me as he nudged my nipple with his nose while looking up at me. He waited until it transformed into a tight little bud and did the same to the other before trailing his lips in between my breasts and continuing to go lower. He pulled away from my hands and crawled down my body, moving his hands to grab onto my waistband and hooking his fingertips into my undies too before sliding them both down at once. He stood at the foot of the bed as he slipped them off the rest of the way.

He remained silent, slowly perusing over my body as I lay bare in front of him, "How are you this gorgeous?" he asked in pure disbelief. He stood there for a good minute, as if cementing the image of me on his bed in his brain. Unconsciously his left hand lifted up grasping onto his member, sliding his hand slowly up and down his shaft. It was the most erotic scene I'd witnessed in my entire life. So much so that it forced me to squeeze my legs together to temper my need. He growled in anger, offended that I'd hidden the view of me to his hungry eyes and grabbed my ankles, pulling me to him until my butt hit the end of the mattress. But he didn't stop there. With his hands still on my ankles he pushed them back and out. Spreading me wide open and exposing me even more than the first time. His eyes zeroed in on my most sensitive area and he licked his lips with the hungriest look I'd ever seen.

Jesus. That look liquefied my insides, I could feel myself dripping onto his mattress.

He dropped to his knees, growled deep in his throat and attacked.

My back arching off the mattress as a wanton scream slipped out of my mouth. Dear god, he was going to kill me. His tongue was magical as it lapped at me desperately, making me wiggle around on the bed, so much so he was forced to press his forearm against my lower abdomen to keep me in place. I couldn't stop the whine from coming out at the intensity. It was too much too fast and I dug my hands into his comforter, trying to bear it all down.

"Eric." I whined.

Hearing his name come out of my lips like that made him groan loudly. The vibrations of his voice reverberating in the one place I desperately needed it. I started to tense with an impending orgasm but sensing this he slowed down to make it last, as if he didn't want me to come in order to keep savoring my taste.

"What the fuck?" I said exasperated.

He chuckled darkly but didn't respond, his mouth currently busy while his full luscious lips engulfed my lower lips, slowly lapping at the sides and enjoying every single part of me. I almost didn't want it to end either, though I would appreciate a fucking orgasm. I sat up leaning on my elbows, looking down at him and savoring the view of him on his knees. I think this was my favorite view by far. He should be on his knees in front of me always.

His eyes swiveled up to my face, not stopping for a single second and I decided to voice my thoughts. "You should be kneeled in front of me always." He smiled, despite being busy, flattening his tongue to lick me from my entrance and up, ending it with a flick off my clit before straightening up to make direct eye contact.

"Is that what you want?" He asked seductively, his fingers taking over for his tongue. His mouth was glistening with my juices but he didn't make a move to wipe it off. Instead, he stuck his tongue out and licked around his lips, capturing what he could on his tongue and slipping it back into his mouth to savor.

I released a sharp breath, biting my bottom lip and closing my eyes for a second before nodding with a mischievous smile, "It'd prevent you from saying stupid shit all the time, you might as well put it to good use instead." I added with droopy lids.

He chuckled and shook his head in disbelief. "Though I might be doing something wrong if you're still talking."

"Then maybe you should try a little harder." I challenged.

His following smile was dark and full of promise as he slipped two of his fingers inside of me, and I lost the strength in my arms falling back onto his bed, dipping my hips down towards his fingers. I heard his victorious chuckle before he lowered his head again and his tongue took its rightful place on my tight little bundle of nerves. My hands slid down to his hair, tugging at the strands when I felt the begging tingles of my paused orgasm spreading to my limbs, this time hitting me harder than the first time. He moaned at the viciousness of my touch, I was so close to the edge. One of my hands instinctively reaching up to my breast, squeezing and tugging on my nipple. Eric's free hand curled around my thigh hanging over his shoulder in a tight grip, simultaneously growling into my core and forcing my burning orgasm to crash into me.

I screamed as I came, my orgasm hitting me hard and taking over my mind and body. My chest heaved up and down as I lost myself in the waves of pleasure. Somewhere in my consciousness I felt him move, one of his hands remaining in my core to prolong my orgasm while his tongue lapped its way up, taking detours wherever he could until he reached my breasts.

"You taste better than I imagined." He said gruffly, before lowering his head to suck my nipple into his mouth. I moaned at the action, my body lifting off of the bed again. I grasped onto his hair, scratching against his scalp at the warm delicious feel of his tongue on me. I was already desperate for more, wanting him to slide inside me before I ceased to exist. Wanting him to get to the point I wrapped my legs around his hips and used that leverage to push my sex against his erection.

He released my nipple from his mouth as his breath left his body in a rush, he shut his eyes and groaned lowly before opening his eyes again. "You feel so good and I'm not even inside of you yet." He leaned back over my face, now helping me move his erection along my slit.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Bella?" He said harshly, his arms flexing at the movement of his hips.

I nodded, not able to find the breath inside of me to answer, allowing my eyes to close as he rubbed his tip over my sensitive clit. I felt him wrap his hand around my throat, his thumb and index finger taking their place along my jaw as a way to force me to look at him.

"Tell me." He ordered.

I opened my eyes and bit my lip, "Fuck me, Eric." I requested but couldn't help but to add a little more of a challenge since it recently proved to be such a good motivator. "Fuck me hard enough to scream your name."

He growled deep in his throat at my command and without another word he lowered his body and tilted his hips up, pushing hard into me. I threw my head back and screamed, Eric groaning so loud I felt it run along my skin but he didn't hesitate for a single second before he started moving, his hand on my throat preventing me from moving away from him.

"Jesus, Bella." He moaned into my neck, before pulling away to connect our eyes. "You're my heaven." He declared, before grasping onto my face and kissing me passionately but for once I found myself not being able to keep up. Eric was nothing like I had experienced before. He was rough and demanding, forcing his will on me and making my body explode in fire. The feel of his rough hands fanning the flames building inside of me, his eyes burning my exposed skin, his breath mixing with my own and sharing the fire. I was already feeling the tell-tale signs of my impending orgasm.

Needing something to hold onto I slipped my hands over his back, digging my fingers into his skin as he fucked me into his bed. "Harder, Eric…. Fuck! Go harder!" I demanded.

He growled fiercely, becoming almost animalistic, giving me more than I ever thought possible. Everything I'd ever craved and wanted. He pierced me with every thrust, as if he wanted to absolutely destroy me. Little did he know he already had. He destroyed me for everyone else. There was no way I could go back to Jared now. I was so screwed.

All I could hear was the pounding of our flesh, his hard pants as he fucked me into his bed. If I could memorize the sounds of it into my brain I would.

"Scream for me, baby, let me hear you scream my name." He ordered through clenched teeth as he leaned up slightly enough to place his hand firmly on my hips to stop me from moving. Forcing me to take the pounding he was inflicting. I could see the strain he was holding in his entire body, producing a sheen of sweat on his skin that made him look like a god. His body started to tense at his own impending release but he looked savage as he continued to fuck me forcing me to his will.

I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling his words run straight to my core, bursting me from within and making me come. Hard. "Eric!" I screamed.

I heard him groan out my name like I was his goddess and released into me, not stopping his thrusts for a second. It was both heaven and hell. I thought I had an idea of what fucking Eric would be like but I had been completely out of my depth. It was more than I could have ever thought possible. I was still clenching around him as if our orgasms had somehow joined together. Feeling his cock rock solid and spurting his juices inside of me and mixing them with my own, creating a slickness that coated not only my insides but out and onto his bed. It was glorious. He slid in and out of me until he had nothing left to give, releasing a heavy breath before forcing his eyes to open to look down at me. His gaze was intense, like he too was in shock over the magic we had just created. It was both thrilling and terrifying… very, very terrifying.