Jewel's POV
It begins to rain as we near Dauntless. I watch Eric as he pears out of the train car, looking up at the night sky. At this view, he doesn't look scary at all. He seems calm and serene. I wonder what he was like growing up. Was he always so angry or did something happen? I'm afraid to ask.
He leans back in and glances in my direction. I try my best to make it seem like I wasn't staring at him but it's too late, he caught me.
"She was pregnant." He says out of the blue. His tone is casual but sad. I search his face, hoping that he will continue.
"But she lost the baby. Honestly, I'm happy about it. I wasn't ready to be a father." He looks away again.
A pain rips for my chest and I feel sorry for him. Eric could have been a father! The child would have been 2 years old now. My mind can hardly wrap around that thought.
"Did you love her?" I ask. He jerks his head back to me and anger has returned to his expression. I press my back into the carriage, creating as much distance as possible.
"I barely knew her. No, I didn't love her. I was a fuckin idiot." I bring my thumb up to my mouth and begin biting down on it. Another thing I do when I'm nervous.
He steps closer to me, a glint of something I can't identify lingers in his blue eyes.
"We're here." Is all he says. I turn and see the concrete rooftops. I back up, readying myself to jump, but my back runs into Eric's chest. He brings a gentle hand down on my arm before giving me a slight push. The impact is worse and I fall while Eric lands perfectly.
I stand slowly and the pain in my body reminds me that I'm not fully healed yet. It starts to rain harder and Eric motions for me to follow him to the edge where we jump to get in.
I walk behind him, close enough to smell his lingering scent. He smells like aftershave. Suddenly, he turns around and I run right into him. I stare up at him in confusion but I'm met with penetrating darkness as his eyes engulf me somehow. Both of his large hands come up on either side of my face. As he looks down at me, I feel the urge to kiss him. I remember the taste of his lips, how soft yet rough they were.
I wrap my fingers around his large wrists and notice that they can't go all the way around. Damn. That makes him even more attractive.
"I hurt a lot of people, Amity. A lot. It's in my nature. I need to stay away from you." Then he presses his lips to mine just like I wanted. This kiss isn't rough. It's sweet. For a moment, I have to remember who this is.
He pecks my lips three more times before pulling away, leaving me only wanting more of him.
"Does that mean that I'm not going to see you anymore?" I ask, worried, searching his eyes.
He presses his forehead to mine and breathes in deeply. "You'll see me. But on a professional basis only." And when his hands slide down my face, leaving my body cold, my heart is left chilled too.
Eric motions for me to step on the ledge. I can't bring myself to look at him but I take the hand he offers me and hoist myself up.
The black whole beneath me reminds me that nothing is certain and unless you give into the unpredictable darkness, you may never know what lies ahead.
Short chapter. I know. A possible update tongight. It depends. So what do you guys think? Can Eric stay away? Can Jewel stay away? And how bout those kisses Eric's handing out? He does have a soft side! Comment and Vote!
