One Night Stand || Divergent / Eric

11. Capture the flag.

Alex Hepburn- Under

"Sam," Eric whispered, "Sam,"

My eyes fluttered open, I groaned. Oh my god. My head.

"You have to get up. I'll have to wake you up in an hour." He informed me. I looked around, Eric was in bed beside me, naked once again. It was still dark outside. I picked up his arm and looked at his watch.

2:02 am.

I cringed as I looked at him.

"You're going to wake us up in an hour?" I asked, totally confused.

"Yeah, now get out. You'll need all the sleep you can get with the game we'll be playing." He answered. I groaned as I climbed out of the bed. Finding my clothes from the night before.

"If you knew we'd have to get up this early why the hell did you let me drink?" I asked rubbing my temples.

"Because you needed a drink." He stated.

"You're grumpy in the mornings." I stated, he laughed slightly.

"Yeah well so are you." He informed me. I nodded as I put my trainers on, then I headed for the door.

"I'll see you in an hour, mate." I said before I stepped out. As I closed the door I froze.

Did I just 'mate' him?

I turned around and opened the door, I propped my head round.

"I did not mean to call you mate," I informed him, "oh I didn't mean to just walk in either.." I cringed at myself. "Okay, I'm sorry. I'm just going to go.."
I quietly closed the door and made my way across the Dauntless compound. Once I reached my room, I stepped down the stairs as quietly as I could.

I didn't go back to bed, I had a long shower instead.

Maybe I was happy with mine and Eric's 'relationship' if I could even call it that, there aren't really feelings involved, just sex. Well, I've been telling myself I don't have feelings for him. Obviously I do, or I wouldn't want to be with him, or I wouldn't have sex with him. He pleases me in ways I never knew I could be pleased in.

There is something more about this man.

He is scarily sadistic, colder then anyone I have ever met, he is mysterious. And maybe that's why I'm hooked. I'm a sucker for adventure, and something tells me that being here at dauntless is where I'll find adventure. I know that he didn't use to be like this, he used to be kind, generous and erudite. I know that this man that gets a kick out of other people's pain and suffering can still be kind and caring. He isn't just Dauntless. He is partly Erudite too.

I know because I've seen it.

I got out of the shower. I towel dried my body and my hair before shoving it up into a high pony tail. I got dressed and then got in bed, ready to jump out again when Four or Eric came to wake us up. I seemed to lay there for hours, when really it was only a few minutes. My mind kept wondering back to training yesterday. I killed Charlie.

And still, no one stopped me. They all stood around open mouthed, surprised at my actions. Maybe they were even more surprised than I was.

I did wish Charlie dead, but not by my hands.

I know it's wrong to wish someone dead. But he wanted me dead. So maybe I am dauntless after all.

I gasped as the sound of the metal bar being slammed against the metal railing of the stairs filled my ears. Groans were heard all throughout the room.