Her once true love defects to Dauntless, abandoning her.
Penelope finds herself lonesome two years later. She has everything she could ask for, but nothing is fulfilling. That's until she comes across Charlie again. Old feelings are lost but somethi...
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"Go then! Because it sure as hell looks like that's what you want to do!" Penelope screamed. "I won't stop you!"
"Leave you so that you can run to him?! You have the nerve to wanna kick me out!"
Penelope rushed up to him and gave him a slight shove towards their bedroom door. Eric was caught off guard, wanting nothing more than to return the action.
"If that's what you think I'll do then yes! Get the fuck out just so that I can bring Charlie in here! How does that sound to you?!"
Penelope was furious and on the verge of crying, but she wouldn't surrender to her tears. Not this time, like many times before. Instead, she shoved Eric again, but with little effect since he was able to hold his ground. However, she could see it in his eyes that he, too, was angry. No. It was beyond anger, and she knew what would happen if she continued pushing his buttons.
"Go!" she screamed again. "What the hell are you waiting for?!"
Eric stopped her when she moved to push him again, his hands gripping her wrists tightly. Penelope could already feel the redness he would leave the longer he held on.
"Watch the way you speak to me, Penelope!" Eric hollered back at her. "And watch what you say to me!"
"Or else what?!" she demanded. "What the hell will you do to me this time?!"
He jerked her closer to him, making sure not to shake her around too much, but enough that she stopped her screaming. His eyes met hers and he saw the way she taunted him, as if she actually wanted a reaction out of him. Yet it could've also been that she wanted to see if he would actually leave her. Was Eric capable of doing so?
"Stop screaming and relax! I'm not going to stand here and have you scream my fucking ears off!" Eric yelled back, choosing to ignore Penelope's demanding questions in hopes she'd drop it.
"And you think I wanted to stand here while you accused me of god-knows-what again?!" she demanded hysterically.
"I'm sorry, okay?! I'm fucking sorry I keep going back to the same shit!"
Penelope tried freeing her wrists, but Eric wouldn't give up. He held on tighter with every passing second, a small groan slipping past Penelope's lips when she tried wiggling her wrists free again. She was able to grip the front of his shirt even with his hands on her, and she met his livid eyes once more.
"I'm done with your meaningless apologies, Eric! I'm done! So get out or do what you want with me! Just get it over with!"
Eric stared down at her with wide eyes, confusion clearly written across his complexion. But Penelope couldn't care less by the way he looked down on her, her now blurry eyes burning into his. All she wanted was for him to do whatever he wanted as long as it meant he would leave her. She didn't want him around when she finally gave into the tears and cries threatening to make a show. Penelope just wanted solace, but not from Eric.
