45. Four Helping Eric

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Imagine: Being on patrol with your boyfriend Eric and best friend Four. Eric and Four argue the entire time but when Eric gets hurt, he has to ask Four to help him. 

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Four is your best friend, he has been since you two were in the same initiation class, he is almost 11 months older than you are, so he always treated you like his little sister. When you started dating Eric two years ago during initiation, Four definitely was not happy; he and Eric were rivals after all. You eventually convinced him that Eric wasn't bad for you, but that didn't stop the two of them from constantly fighting.

Today the three of you were asked to patrol the factionless portion of the city. This will be a long day.

"Good luck, kids, and take care of yourself," Max says to the three of you as just as you're about to leave.

You get on to a train and make your way to the factionless sector.

You hear Four whisper something to Eric through clenched teeth, and Eric looks like he's holding back a punch, shit is gonna go down if I don't do something.

You step closer to them, "I keep trying to tell her that you're no good for her!"

"So what, she's better off with a stiff like you who would barely even as far to holding her fucking hand! Have you ever even held a girl's hand Four?" Eric asks snidely.

"Yes Eric, I have, and maybe she would have been, at least I haven't slept around with every girl in the fucking faction!"

"Fuck you Four! I'm a leader and you better s-" You quickly step between the two of them.

"Alright enough boys! This is gonna be a long ass day if you two don't stop fighting, if not for yourselves, stop fighting for me! Please?" You fake a pout and give them your best puppy-dog eyes.

Eric rolls his eyes and turns around, and Four crosses his arms, they both look like small children who are getting ready to throw a tantrum. You love these two, but you hate being caught in their crossfire.

You stand between Eric and Four for the rest of the ride, Eric keeps giving you random pecks, and Four keeps groaning and making faces in disgust. These two are such babies.

An hour later, the three of you jump off the train and begin patrolling. You hear sounds coming from an alley as you pass by, "I'll check this out guys, you two continue, I'll catch up."

"Are you sure Y/N?" Four asks, at the same time Eric says, "I'll go with you!"

"No, I can handle this, and we have a lot of shit to take care of, you guys continue," You turn and walk away, before they leave you call over your shoulder, "And try not to kill each other while I'm gone!"

Four's POV

Y/N walks into the alley, and I'm left alone with Eric, one us should have gone with her, what if she gets hurt, I love this girl like a little sister and I honestly wouldn't know what to do if something happened to her.

"Alright let's go Stiff," But then again, if that girl can handle dating the devil himself, I'm sure she can handle anything. I push in front of him and continue walking without answering.

We walk for a while until the street splits into two different alleyways, Eric looks at me and says, "I'll go left, you go right."

I curtly nod and walk into the right alley. I scan the alley for a minute or two until I hear a cry coming from the other side of the wall. Eric.

I quickly make my way towards Eric's groans. I find him lying on the ground clutching his leg, which in now covered in blood, "Shit! What happened?"

"A fucking factionless man started a fight, and that piece of shit cut my leg with a fucking machete," He hisses in pain, "Where do they even get those things!"

I stare down at Eric, feeling somewhat amused, "So what do you want me to do about? Does Eric, the leader of Dauntless actually need my help?"

"No Four, if I remember clearly, I never asked you to come help me, I can do it on my own!" He attempts to get up, but falls back down groaning in pain, I don't even try to conceal my chuckle.

"Aww," I fake pout, "The big bad Eric does need my help."

"Alright fuck it, help me up!" Eric says angrily.

"Oh I would but you'll have to ask nicely Eric."

He looks like he's trying to hold back a punch and he says through gritted teeth, "Can you please help me Four?"

I've pushed my luck far enough so I agree, I lean down and help him up, I then hesitantly put my arm around his waist, and he puts his arm around my neck resting his hand on my shoulder. We walk out of the alley, giving each other uncomfortable glances.

"Alright, I'm just gonna say it, this shit is awkward as hell," Eric finally says breaking the silence, "Just call Y/N and get her over here, we need to get back down to the compound, my leg is going numb."

I agree pulling out my phone and I dial her number, "Hey Four, what's up, did you guys find something?"

"No we just-" Eric interrupts me with a loud groan as he almost trips.

"Oh my god! What's going on Four?! Is Eric okay?" She says quickly.

"Uh that's why I called, Eric was attacked by a factionless man, and we have to get back to the compound!"

"S-shit, is he okay?" Her voice trembles slightly.

"Uh yeah, sure," I say not sure how I should put this.

"Ok, take him towards the train tracks, I'll meet you there!" It's times like this that I realize how much the two of them actually care about each other, and no matter how much I'd love to leave Eric here on his own, I can't. I have to help him for her.

We make it back to the tracks just as the train arrives, Y/N is just ahead of us, and she jumps on turning to look at us. I basically have to carry Eric in order to help him get on the train.

Your POV

You're worried sick about Eric, but you can't help but laugh when you see Four basically carrying Eric on to the train, it is hilarious.

Four rolls his eyes at you and Eric gives you a glare that only makes you laugh harder.

When it comes time to jump off the train, Four once again practically has to carry him off. Just before we enter the compound, you take over for Four, wrapping your arm around Eric's waist, the uncomfortable look finally vanishes from both of their faces, and you don't think they will ever be able to make eye contact again.

Eric leans over to Four and says, "We'll never speak of this again do you hear me number boy!"

"Agreed," Four mumbles before walking into the compound.

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