Under the armour: a TrisxEric fan fiction

Chapter 9: My kind of love

Tris POV

I wake up next to Eric. Suddenly, he wakes and out of nowhere, he holds a knife to my chin.

"Did you seriously think I wouldn't have found out? Do you think I'm stupid?" He shouts.
"I don't know what you're talking abo-"
"Oh you know exactly what I'm talking about! You Divergent slut! Sleeping with me to get perks? Increase your chance of being undiscovered? I am a transfer from Erudite you know!"

And suddenly, he slits my throat. As the world starts to go black, I whisper "I love you" to him, and then with no reply, I'm out.

Suddenly, something starts shaking me, and I hear "Tris! TRIS! TRIIIIIS!"

I wake up to Eric shouting my name and shaking me.

Oh thank god. It was a dream.

"I'm here! I'm awake!" I reply.

"Uh, good. What happened? Bad dream?" The look of concern on his face highly contrasts to his 'leader face'.

I just give a nod.

"what about?"

Oh no. Oh hell no. I can't tell him. It would ruin everything. This has happened before.
What did I do last time? Lie.
What will I do this time? Lie.

"Don't laugh, okay?" Trying to make this easier for myself, and failing.
"Ok, ok, I won't!" He says with a smirk.
"Ok Peter-dropped-me-off-the-chasm!" I say as fast as I can, wanting to get it over with.

Wow. He doesn't laugh.

"I don't blame you with your experiences"
"Aw you're such a softy"

His eyes suddenly bolt wide open. He suddenly grips my waist and focuses his hungry eyes on me.
"I may have a soft spot for you outside this bedroom, but we both know that in the bedroom, let's just say you get a good sleep afterwards" he gives me a sly look.

"No, no, expand" I reply, mimicking his eyebrows.

"Well, I'm quite a contrast to my caring self when it comes to that three-letter word that involves me inside of you, don't you think? Especially when you tease me"

"Oh you can't resist me when I tease, can you" I say, seductively.

"And you are unable to keep yourself off me when you see how hard you make me".

It's true, I can't.

Well, that lie worked out well.

"I'm gonna go take a shower. Care to join?" He asks as he gets out of bed.

"Why not?" I reply.