Hypnotic (Eric x OC) divergent fanfiction

Eric's POV

I watch the train speed out of sight. I shake my head trying to clear it and wipe the grin off my face.

What is this girl doing to me? I sit on a bench outside of Erudite headquarters not wanting to go home just yet.

I let thoughts of Ophelia cloud my mind. She's a tiny thing, not even quite reaching my shoulder and can't weigh more than 95 pounds. Fragile, but there's an unyielding strength about her too.

Her delicate features and deep burgundy hair compliment each other to the point of perfection and she's easily the prettiest girl I've ever laid eyes on.

But she's pregnant.

And I'm Erudite.

I remind myself that Choosing Day is just a few days away and I have the right to choose any faction I want. The test even told me I was meant for Dauntless. Meant for her.

Ophelia and I have known each other for almost a year now. The teacher had paired us together at the start of school and we had slipped into an easy friendship. There were days we'd get along and others where we'd annoy one another. I could be short tempered and borderline mean to her but she could be so damn stubborn and made smart ass comments that only pushed my buttons more.

I always knew Ophelia was beautiful but had never thought those feelings would develop any deeper.

Then she went missing for a week and I found myself worried about her. She'd been through a lot, her father had died at the beginning of the year and I wondered if this absence had anything to do with that.

When she returned to class she was a far cry from the feisty girl I had known. She was timid and constantly looking over her shoulder for something or someone. She kept to herself and wouldn't let anyone touch her.

Then it came out she was pregnant and I assumed the drastic change in her personality was due to that.

Gradually the Ophelia I remembered returned. She started to surround herself with her friends, began talking to me again, and wouldn't flinch whenever our bodies accidentally touched.

Somehow she had weaseled her way into my heart and now there was no denying my feelings for her. But those feelings had grown even more intense when the Candors tried to harass her and especially after today.

There was more to the story with her baby's father, she had looked absolutely terrified when he entered the room. But I promised I wouldn't push her until she was ready.

I found myself hating the guy already. Whatever had happened between the two of them, he clearly wasn't planning on being around for his child. And he just looked like a cocky asshole.

A hand on my shoulder pulls me from my thoughts and I shake the person off. "Relax, Son. It's me." I stand and turn to see my father looking me over trying to calculate why I'm out here. "Your not in school." It's a statement not a question and I can hear the disappointment in his voice.

My father is a tough but fair man. He has an authoritative, regal presence about him and I have always sought his approval. "I finished my assignments and was released early. I came here to wait for you, Sir." The lie comes easily and it's no wonder I'm not meant for Candor.

It's enough to satisfy my father and the hard expression on his face relaxes a bit as he claps me on the back. "Let's go home. Your mother is waiting and this very well could be our last weekend together. You choose a faction on Monday."

"Yes, Sir." I follow him to the parking lot and get in his car. As we drive to the Erudite housing complex I allow my thoughts to drift back to Ophelia. I won't see her again until the Ceremony and it seems almost a lifetime away.