Descendant (divergent fan fiction)

I know

Cool wind blew in front of my face and my hair flew uncontrollably around me.  I was wrapped in a buttoned black coat and tight black pants with warm boots.

      I feel arms slide around my waist and I let out a small laugh.

      "Hi." I say quietly.

       "Hey." Noah replies. I look up at him and examine his face.

      "You need to shave." I note with a smile.

       "What? You don't like it?" He teases.

      "I didn't say that. Just shave cause I can't kiss you if you have a beard." I laugh.

      "Off I go then." Noah says and wraps one arm around my waist as we walk down the street. "Your pretty by the way."

      "Your not so bad yourself." I smile. Noah reaches around my face and tucks my hair behind my ear. "How long did you actually like me?" I ask.

      "I'm not sure." Noah knits his eyebrows together in thought.

      "Maybe I should ask you more questions cause your cute like that." I say motioning toward his face.

      Noah chuckled and kisses my temple. "I think I just started seeing you differently when I saw your blood drip into dauntless. I knew I liked you then."

I chuckle lightly and let myself laugh.

"Are you scared?" I ask quietly.

"No," Noah replies. "Maybe I should be though."

"Please don't. I'm scared enough for the both of us." I reply only half serious.

      "Don't be." Noah says giving my shoulder a small squeeze. "Now I better go shave."

     I stifle a laugh and we go back to the compound.

•••

"Maybe you should talk to him." I say exasperated. "Logan isn't that hard to talk to."

     "Do you not get it?" Bianca asks running a hand through her messy dark hair. "I am scared of him. I don't ever want to be near him, I don't want him to touch me, and I don't want him to even know I exist! Cause I'm afraid of getting hurt again. And other than you, that's the only reason I'm leaving here." I see tears forming in her eyes and I know I shouldn't have asked her, but today at work Logan said that he wanted to talk to her and I promised I would ask her about it. I feel terrible.

      "It's okay. I'm sorry." I whisper. 

      "No. It's fine. I need to get back, I have  to check on this guy in a coma even if I don't think he'll wake up." Bianca sniffles then shrugs.

      "Have fun." I laugh, get up, and walk back down to the building in the pit that I worked in.

      I go straight to Logan's office to tell him how me, Amaryllis, and Jackson were on part time leave and we didn't know if we were coming back but last time j tried we got off track talking about Bianca.

      "What'd she say?" He asks looking up abruptly.

      "Firstly I'm not a messenger. Secondly I'm only doing this because I don't want you anywhere near her ever." I say sternly.

      "I understand that." Logan replies calmly.

      "I don't think you do." I retort sitting in a chair in front of his desk. "Don't you see?" I ask. "She is frightened of you. She doesn't want you near her cause she is terrified you'll hurt her. Again."