les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

59. Withdrawal

Imagine: Working in a withdrawal clinic and helping Eric with his drug addiction. Eventually you fall for each other but your brother Four does not approve.

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You slip on your shoes and open the door of the apartment, which you share with your older brother, Tobias, "I'm going to work Toby!"

You transferred to Dauntless three years after Tobias, after initiation you took a job as a nurse in Dauntless' withdrawal clinic. Due to Dauntless' 'No Fucks Given' lifestyle, there were many addicts around this place, and because your aptitude was for both Erudite and Dauntless, you decided it would be best for you to become a nurse. This career would also allow you to help others like you were always taught by your former faction, Abnegation.

"Alright, be careful Y/N," Tobias calls from the kitchen, he was never fond of you working around drug addicts, "Are you going to come back here for lunch, or are you going to the cafeteria?"

"Um, here!" You call over your shoulder as you rush out.

You make your way into the clinic, and go up to receptionist, Lizzie, to check-in. She sees you and waves before yawning, "Hey Liz, another slow day?"

The past few weeks have been really slow, the regular patients already had their assigned nurses, and you hadn't gotten any newcomers, "Yup. Four still concerned about you working here?"

You sigh, "Yeah."

"That guy needs to stop being so, um, so Stiff," You roll your eyes, "But I mean, that's not the only stiff thing about him, have you seen those musc-"

"LIZZIE! He's my Goddamn brother!" You say in disgust.

"Sorry, he's just so-" You groan, sometimes you wonder if Lizzie had an aptitude for Candor.

"I'm just gonna go!" You quickly make your way to your office to organize some paperwork.

About an hour later you hear a knock on the door, "Come in!"

You hear someone come in through the door behind you and you finish filling out a form on your computer and turn around. Your eyes widen as you see the Greek God, Eric. The feared leader of Dauntless. What's he doing in here?

"Eric, come in, sit down," You gesture for him to sit in the chair in front of you, he complies, "What brings you here?"

"Max," He grunts. You raise your eyebrows in question, "I'm addicted to marijuana, and I need your help to get rid of it because my jobs on the line."

"Of course I'll help y-"

"I'm not here for your confirmation, you'd have to help me whether you liked it or not."

"Excuse me?" This guy is such an asshole, "You need my help Eric, it's not the other way around."

"I'm sorry alright?" He groans, "I haven't had a joint since Wednesday evening."

You look at your calendar, today's Friday, "So you're really serious about quitting huh?"

"Why do you think I'm here?"

"Alright, alright, no need to get angry, these are just some general questions we ask our new patients." You spend the next hour or so filling out paperwork about Eric and his past health history. He leaves just before lunch and you make your way back to your brother's apartment.

He has lunch ready when you arrive since it was his day off today, "How was work Y/N? Any new patients?"

"Uh, yeah, I was assigned a client today," You say absentmindedly.