les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

84. Lessons Of Love

Imagine: Eric realizing that you are really weak so he plans on giving you private training lessons. By the end of initiation, you two become a couple. 

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You throw another pathetic punch at the bag, once again, it barely moves. You were weak, very weak; you had the willpower to be Dauntless, but not the strength. You feel as if you're on the verge of tears and your face is burning up.

You get a feeling that you're being watch and you turn around, your feeling was right Eric was burning holes in your back with his eyes, he didn't even have the courtesy to turn away when you caught him staring.

Eric's POV

I have to admit, she's bad, but I don't know why I feel the need to help her. If she doesn't get better she'll be factionless in no time. So? Why does it matter to you? It's because she has potential, a lot of potential, she might not be good now but she can be. It's final, I will help her.

Y/N's POV

"Alright initiates, you're done for the day, get out!" Eric shouts, and everyone heads towards the door, you stay at the back, and just before you exit, Eric grasps your arm and whispers, "You stay back."

"Y-yes sir."

"You don't need to call me sir," He smirks at the term, and you blush.

"You're weak," He says and you scoff, "But, you have potential."

You smile to yourself, "This means nothing, remember that initiate! You have what it takes to be Dauntless, and I'm going to make you into a fucking good member."

"H-how?"

"Private training," He says nonchalantly, "meet me here, every evening after dinner, two hours then it's straight to bed."

"Private-" You think out loud shaking your head, "Eric, do you really need to do this?"

"It's either that or being factionless, I'm giving you an opportunity of a lifetime Y/N, if you turn this down it's your loss," Why is he doing this for me. Out of all the initiates, why me? "Now go eat, and come meet me here at 7:00 sharp, not a minute late do you hear me?!"

You have a billon questions racing through your mind but you simply say, "Okay."

6:56, your friends held you back as you tried to come up with a reasonable excuse, he may not of said so but you're pretty sure that Eric wouldn't want anyone knowing about this arrangement. You race down the hallways of the compound, panting as you finally barge into the training room, 7:01, shit.

"You're late," Eric says without turning around.

"By a minute," You mumble.

"What was that?"

"Nothing sir."

"10 laps around the gym, now!"

"W-what?"

"For each minute that you're late, you have to run 10 laps," You stand frozen, "Do you want me to make that 20 initiate?!"

"N-no, I'm going!" You say as you begin running. By the last lap, you barely manage to drag yourself to the end. When you finally do, you collapse to your knees, wheezing from shortness of breath.

"Alright get up and come to the bags."

"Can I- at-least get- a- break?" You beg through gasps.

"Tell me this; if you're being chased by an enemy, and after an hour of running there's nowhere to run to, so you have to fight, do you think they'd stop to give you a break?" You look at him as if he's crazy and he sighs, "Alright fine, get a drink of water, then come join me."