Divergent sauce

Fight fight figgggght

Kayla's pov:
I stepped onto the mat, forgetting about Aimee's hurt expression, while getting beat up. It's my turn.

Connor steps up, grinning cockily. "I'll go easy on ya babe." I smirk, and punch him in his jaw, knocking him back a bit. Connor tries to take a punch at me, but misses. (Hell no, I'm not letting my best friend get beat up) He looks up stunned, before I kick him in his ribs.

Andy calls it a match, me being the winner. I look up with a slight smile, I felt powerful. Tonight I'd go to see Ashton.

Luke's pov:
I carried her into the infirmary, dabbing the blood away from her face as good as I could, with my shirt. I lay her softly onto the bed, gripping her hand. She looked so peaceful, asleep. Not like when she was fighting, her hair flying all over the place, concentration fixed on her opponent.

I couldn't stand seeing her hurt, and I knew Andy couldn't stand it either. She was strong, she just needed to find it. And I believe in her, unlike Andy. I've never really felt this way about another girl. What if I'm in love? No, I couldn't be.

I press my lips against her forehead, and shift into a more comfortable position once the nurse comes in. I'm going to stay with her here, as long as it takes. Because I needed to know if I loved her. And I'd wait, as long as it takes, for her.

Ashton's pov:
I was worried sick about my princess. Today was the stage in training where they had to fight each other. And I, being a dauntless born, knew training was going to get a lot harder. I needed to see her.

Suddenly the kitchen door swung open, my beautiful princess standing in the doorway. I smile at her as she runs up to me. "How was training?" I ask after quickly kissing her. "I beat someone up, but it's worth it seeing you" She smirks. "Didn't know my princess could beat someone up, but I should've known, seeing you're the strongest person out there." I whisper, lacing my hands in hers.

She grins and we start doing dishes together. "You wash, I'll dry." I say. Kayla stops washing and stares at me, she leans in to slowly kiss me, and BAM. She turns the spraying hose thing on, spraying me in the face. She starts laughing, but not long after I throw her over my shoulders, carrying her to the sink. She screams, laughing as I place her on the sink. Her trying to escape. (This is one of the cutest scenes I've ever written, and I'm jealous of their relationship 😂)

I take the spraying hose out of her small hands, and turn it towards her, spraying her viciously, while laughing. She looks up at me and says, you're gonna pay for that one" and with a grin she reaches over to the can of cold soup, and empties it out on me.

Before I could react, she's running down the hall, laughing and shrieking. I catch her by her shirt strap, carrying her to the bathroom, and into the shower. Pressing her against the tile, we move into a powerful lip lock, she tasted sweet, like vanilla. God I loved her.