I am broken ~ divergent eric

Chapter Fourteen

*recap*

*And that's when-*

'ERIC?!' Oh my god.

'ERIC, I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!'

Eric turns towards me, an unreadable expression on his face.

'It's Four.' He says, making me bring my eyebrows together.

'What's he doing here?' I ask, making Eric's unknown expression turn into a half - smile.

'It's a long story...' He leads off.
My life's a long story, it's probably a lot more confusing than his story is

'One that I'd love to hear.' I answer back , making Eric sigh and roll his eyes.

'I-'
'-ERIC! OPEN THE DOOR. YOU'RE NOT SKIPPING WORK - AGAIN!' Four interrupts, more like screams if you ask me, and Eric turns towards the moving door handle then back at me.

'I used to be a little rebellious... When I started work at Dauntless...' He pauses.

'Yeah...?'

'And one day, I thought it'd be a good idea to sleep in all day, with my door locked, and not go to work.' He continues and I laugh.

'Rebellious Eric?' I ask and he nods 'Now that's something you don't see everyday.' I murmur to myself, and he furrows his brow at the statement.

'How come?' He questions.

'How come? What do you mean 'how come'? You practically kiss Max's ass!' I say and laugh to myself after seeing Eric's expression.

'Excuse me?' He asks formally.

'What?' I whine.

'I do not kiss Max's ass.' He stops 'If you think otherwise, you can follow me around just to make sure.' He sighs.

'I mean, I already know where your room is so you only need to tell me where to meet you, and your second disciple is at the ready.' I stand up straight, both of my hands behind my back.

'Second disciple?' He asks and I nod.

'Well, I presumed Four follows you around like a little lap dog, so I'd be second, right?' I answer and Eric laughs.

'Four? A lap dog? I like the sound of that.' He smirks.

Oh god, me and my dirty mind... Oh god, the images won't go away... Ew, ew, ew... Disgusting.

'Augh, not in that way! You're disgusting.' He shakes his head in disapproval.

'Gotta take a dirty mind to understand a dirty mind.' I say back, making Eric think about it before nodding.

'Yeah... I guess you're right.' He sighs in defeat.

Lana always wins.

'ERIC?! I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DON'T ANSWER ME I'LL GO STRAIGHT TO MAX AND-'
'One second.' Eric holds his index finger up at me, before looking at the door.

'-HE'LL PROBABLY PUNISH YOU FOR SKIPPING AGAIN. COME ON. IT'S NOT HARD. ERIC-'
'YEAH?' He shouts back, making me giggle.

'Thank god. I didn't think I'd be able to shout any longer.' He pauses 'You've got an hour until you've got to be at work. So if I were you I'd have a shower, eat breakfast and get your ass out here.' He finishes, the last sentence makes me laugh.

'Fine, I will. Now leave me alone.' He answers back harshly, but Four just leaves without a word.

'Hey, wasn't that a little harsh?' I ask, feeling a little sympathetic towards Four for how Eric talks to him.

'If I wasn't he'd think something was up, and he'd force himself in here. It's just the kind of guy he is.' He explains.

'Curious? Protective?' I say, but Eric shakes his head while smirking.
'An asshole.' He scoffs and I laugh out loud.

'A bit blunt, isn't it?' I ask.

'It's the truth!' He whines.

'Fine, fine - whatever - anyway, you don't wanna be 'punished' for not going to work. Hmm, maybe Four'll punish you himself...' I wiggle my eyebrows at him again and he shakes his head.

'Disgusting.' He scoffs.

'You love it.' I say back.

'I do.' He smirks.

'Do you love me?' I ask with puppy eyes, my bottom lip quivering.
He takes one look at me, shakes his head and looks away, looks back at me again and sighs heavily.

'Stop.' He demands.

'Stop what?' I ask with the puppy eyes.

'S-Stop, t-that.' He clears his throat 'The puppy eyes, stop it.'

'Awh... But whyyyy?' I drag out.

'Because... It's...'

'It's...?'

'...' Silence.

'...' Silence again.

'...Annoying.' I frown, crossing my arms.

'No it's not, it's cute. I'm cute - aren't I?' I ask him, he shrugs.

'Aren't I?' I repeat with more urgency.

He inhales deeply, 'Fine. Yes! You are!' He admits and I smirk.

'I'm what?' I ask, being specific.
His gaze literally feels like it's going straight through me; like I'm transparent, but he answers nevertheless.

'You're cute.'

'Hmm, what? What did you say?' I heard what he said

'YOU'RE CUTE. Okay? You're cute. You're cute. You're cute. You're cute. You're-'

'-Cute, I get it. I heard you the first time.' I laugh.

'Then why did you ask me to repeat it then?' He asks sternly. Crap, busted.

'Ugh, I umm... Kind of-'

'Kind of what?' He asks, the mischief in his eyes glinting. Payback

'I-I.' I clear my throat 'I wanted you to say it again.' I shut my mouth instantly after I said that.

'Whatever for?' He questions in a posh accent.

'I wanted to torment you and you saying it to me makes me...' I trail off.

'Makes you...?'

'...Happy.' I finish.

He stays quiet for a few seconds before opening his mouth again.

'It makes me happy too.' He smiles, wrapping an arm around my shoulders, pulling me closer him.

I smile at him and he smiles back at me.
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~Maybe happy will be our always~

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