les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

39.1. Sassing Eric

Imagine: Eric punishing you for your sassy remarks towards him. 

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You walk towards the infirmary thinking, 'Eric is such a fucking dick! Who does he think he is throwing a knife at me, I didn't even do anything wrong!'

You expect him to follow you, you sassed him and walked out without being dismissed, after all, but he doesn't. You go into the infirmary and they bandage your wound. You sit in there for a while, not really wanting to go back to the dorms, you'd much rather be alone, until the nurse comes back in.

"Someone told me to give this to you," She hands you a note, and you raise your eyebrows in question, "I can't tell you who it was honey. Sorry."

She leaves the room and you turn the note over in your hands a few times until finally opening it:

Meet me by the Chasm, tonight at midnight. If you don't show up, I promise, you will regret it.

You put the note into your pocket, confused, and decide that you are going to go for a walk before dinner. You walk around the dark, empty hallways of the compound until your feet get tired, you decide to sit down and take a break. Before you know it, you fall asleep, you jolt awake and check your watch, 11:47pm. You quickly get to your feet, it's not the first time you fell asleep in these hallways, so you know your way around quite well. You pull the note out again, and though you know it may be dangerous to go to the chasm this late at night, you let your curiosity get the best of you and make your way towards the sound of the rushing water.

You see a tall, muscular figure standing with his back turned towards you on the middle of the bridge. By the looks of it, he must be a lot stronger that you, maybe this wasn't such a good idea; you turn to leave before he sees you.

"Stop Y/N!" You whip your head back but he still has his back turned to you, how did he see me? "Don't be afraid."

The moment he says this, you recognise his voice, Eric. You turn back around and make your way towards him confidently; he can only hurt me if I let him.

"What do you want Eric?"

"You sure have a lot of confidence in you, don't you initiate? Do you actually think you can talk to me like that?"

"Actually, I can talk to anybody however I want, I have the ability to say anything. As an ex-Erudite, you should know that almost everybody develops the ability to speak at the age of 1 or 2 years old," He's going to kill you, but you might as well get some sassy comments in there before dying.

He grips your bandaged arm and you wince in pain, he suddenly twists you around and holds you over the edge of the chasm, you let out a little shriek, "Eric!"

"Where'd your confidence go now honey?" He smirks, clearly amused.

You harden your expression, trying not to look scared at the fact that only the balls of your feet were resting on the edge on the bridge.

"Not afraid huh?" He asks mockingly.

"Not at all," You spit right back; no way in hell would you let him find out that you are afraid of heights.

"Oh really?" He pushes you further, to the point where you feet are no longer on the ledge, and the only thing preventing you from falling to your death is Eric's grip on your wrist.

If you don't swallow your pride now, the next thing you'll be swallowing will be chasm water, so you give up and whimper, "Eric! P-please stop! Please!"

His smirk widens into a grin, goddamn he sure is sexy, here you are hanging from your death, yet you can't stop thinking about how hot Eric is.

"Is that all you've got sweetheart?" He says, he waits another moment, and then pulls you up. You stand next to him, your shaking legs almost collapse beneath you as he lets you go, and you quickly grip the front of Eric's shirt, and once again he smirks at you and chuckles.

"You know Y/N," he says quietly, "just between the two of us, I kind of like your confidence; it's actually impressive that instead of shaking in your boots when you see me, you make sassy remarks."

You just stare up into his cold grey eyes, surprised that he was actually kind of complimenting you, you don't say anything so he steps closer and continues, "Honestly, I don't know whether you're extremely brave or extremely stupid, but either way, it's extremely sexy."

Thank God it's dark down here, so he can't see you blush. He glides his hand from your wrist up to your arm, you gasp as he touches the cut. He looks down at the bandages, and back into your eyes, he then whispers something you would have never expected him to say, "I'm sorry Y/N."

Instead of accepting his apology like any normal person would have, you question it, "Why?"

He steps even closer so that your faces are almost touching, "Because I like you."

He then closes the gap between the two of you, pressing his lips to yours, you gasp and he chuckles against your lips.

Training will sure be different from now on.

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