les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

6. Forgotten

Drabbles: Eric Coulter #69 + #46

(A/N) I managed to write this! Yay! I hope you like it, and I'm sorry that it took my so long for everything! I will try to get faster! And I'm still working on this big thingy that I mentioned earlier. Let's just say it involves Loki, Legolas, Eric and Peeta. Let's see what becomes of it!

Drabbles:

#69 "I thought you forgot about me." – "Never."

#46 "I can lose everything, but not you, oh god, not you."

Pairing: Eric Coulter x Reader

Warning: fluff, ignoring 

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I wasn't thinking when I chose Dauntless. My hand moved on it's own accord and I watched my blood fall onto the coal. "Dauntless!" The Dauntless cheered and the Erudite whined. I guess no one thought I would actually leave the faction, after all I was one of the brightest lights in the city, but deep down I always knew that I would leave. At least since leaving promised me an old friend.

Running and jumping for my life. Admittedly, I haven't been feeling this alive in a really long time, but now I'm sure that my new faction is trying to kill me. After everyone jumped from the still moving train, we gathered around a small wall, where a tall, blonde guy was standing. He seemed familiar, and when he started speaking I recognised him. "I'm Eric, one of your instructors. If you want to join Dauntless, this is the way." He jumped off the wall and pointed behind it. While everyone around me was whispering I kept my eyes trained on my old friend. Soon, he noticed my gaze and turned to look at me. "Who's going to jump first?" He kept looking at me. After no one volunteered, Eric sighed and pointed towards me. "You. Go first." Everyone parted ways and I was standing in the middle. His gaze was teasing, silently asking if I was brave enough. I rolled my eyes and walked towards him. When I reached the wall I leaned over it and looked down, before I straightened again. "What if I die?" I raised an eyebrow and he rolled his eyes. "Go." Sighing, I placed my right hand on his shoulder and stepped onto the wall. Before I could shy away, I took a step forward and jumped. This was the start of my new life, and I hate it.

Initiation was hard. I knew that they would train us to be soldiers, but I thought that they would also support us. But no one except for Four even tried to help us. Eric yelled at us the whole time, even at me. Don't get me wrong, I don't want special treatment in any kind of way, but I didn't think that Eric would be this different. Sure, he is a soldier now, but also an asshole. And talking to him is impossible. I tried, after dinner on our first day. It didn't go well. "Hey Eric." I saw him in the hallway and ran up to him. At the time I was sure that he was just putting up a façade in front of the others, but boy, was I wrong. I tried to hug him, but he pushed me away. "Eric?" I frowned at him, but he only looked annoyed. "What do you think you're doing initiate?" My eyes went wide. "Initiate? You know my name!" He rolled his eyes, turned around and walked away. "Great talk." Muttering to myself I walked back to the dorm and decided that I wouldn't let myself be hurt by his behaviour.

"Are they kidding me? He will kill me." Four read out the list of the fighting partners and I was paired with the buffest of the guys. No way for me to win. I continued to train with Mia, the only friend I made, until it was time. I tried to last as long as possible, but everyone knew the outcome. It was no surprise when the guy knocked me out. And it was also no surprise that I woke up in the infirmary. Four was with me and updated me on everything. I wouldn't be able to fight for a few days, and Max wanted to kick me out, but someone convinced him to give me another chance. It wasn't Four.

I was able to finish the first stage. Somehow. The second stage was even worse. As if facing my fears wasn't enough, Eric was the leader that was observing me while I was training. The first time I woke up from a simulation, I was screaming and crying. Having been confronted with all my fears was more than I ever asked for. Eric looked at me. For less than a second there was pity in his eyes, but than it was replaced with his usual cold stare. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could I hit him in the face and ran out of the room. Idiot. During dinner, everyone stared at the young leader and his black eye. He didn't look at me once and since I haven't been kicked out, he also didn't tell anybody.

I did it. We did it! Initiation was over and everyone was celebrating. Everywhere in Dauntless, parties were held. The main one was in the pit, but the clubs weren't silent either. Mia and I were running through the hallways, skipping from one party to the other until we found the perfect club. That night, alcohol was free for all the fresh members, so it didn't take long until all of us were drunk. It also didn't take long till Mia and I were moving our bodies on the dance floor. Different guys soon followed and danced with us, but when a slow song came on, I only said yes to one of them. He was also a new member and was quiet nice to me during initiation. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck. Swaying slowly, we chatted even though it barely made sense, since both of us were drunk. I barely noticed when his face got closer, until I could smell and feel his breath. I immediately sobered up and tried to push him away, but he was stronger. "Let go." I tried to push against his chest again, but his arms just tightened. "Come on. You want it too." He tried to push his lips onto mine, but a hand interrupted him. He was pushed back and a tale, blonde guy stood in front of me. "Leave her alone. If I ever see you near her or any other girl again, I will kick you out myself." He didn't wait for an answer, but just grabbed my wrist and pulled me with him. Most of the way, I was too shocked to say anything, but after he pulled me up some stairs, I finally found my voice. "Why did you do that?" He didn't answer. "I thought you forgot about me." I forced the words out of my mouth. "Never." Opening a door, he gently pushed me through and showed me to the bedroom. "Make yourself comfortable and sober up. I'll be outside." He closed the door after he left. It took me a few seconds to realise that I was in Eric's apartment. I wanted to go outside and confront him what the fuck he was doing, but I suddenly became sleepy and decided that I could still do this tomorrow morning. I took off my clothes and rummaged through Eric's closet until I found his shirts. Before Eric could change his mind and kick me out, I got comfortable in his bed and fell asleep. It was really nice to sleep in a real bed again, but in the middle of the night, I was awoken by a body lying down next to mine. I turned around and found myself next to Eric. We stared at each other for the longest time until I reached out with my hand and tried to touch his cheek but he pulled away. Feeling rejected, I threw the blanket back and was about to stand up to walk away, but a hand gripped my wrist and pulled me back onto the bed. "Let me go, Eric. I understand, you want nothing to do with m-" "No! Please stay. I can lose everything, but not you, oh god, not you." He wrapped me up in his arms, his chest firmly pressed against my back. That's how we fell asleep.

I woke up to the sun shining into my face. To my relief, Eric brought me a hangover pill and a class of water. After taking my time to really wake up, I stood up and walked out of the bedroom to find my host sitting on the couch, sipping coffee and checking his mails. Without saying anything, I walked into the kitchen and got myself a cup of coffee. I rested against the kitchen counter and gazed at the ex-Erudite until he looked up. "Morning." He just nodded in acknowledgement. I walked over to the couch and sat down next to him. "So..." He sat down his tablet and held a hand against my mouth. "Don't start." He raised his eyebrow and I nodded. Sighing he moved his hand away and leaned back. "I know how I acted when all of this started, and...I'm...I...ahm...imsorry!" I grinned. Eric never apologizes. "What? I couldn't hear you?" I put my hand behind my ear and smirked at him. "I. Am. Sorry. Okay?" I grinned and threw my arms around his neck. "You are forgiven. One condition though." He pulled me onto his lap to make this hugging thing easier. "And that would be?" "I can have the bed." 

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