Finally

        "You look good in those pants." Eric said matter of factly, while pulling his on. Wow I think to myself, no one has ever looked at me like that...not even Tris. It's weired to think of us as more than friends. Well everyone else thinks we hate each other. When I look in his deep dark eyes, I fell safe. I have never felt like this with anyone else. I think I love him. But I will never tell him, I came here to tell him this had to stop. That I was going to be with Tris, and we could NOT see each other anymore. How, how was I going to tell him that when every time he looks at me, he seduces me. 

         I have been caught in his web. I have been held to-STOP!  I have to be with Tris. There is no way around it.. No one would allow this, this, this thing that is going on between us. Yes, he will hate it, he will be mad, very mad. God he's sexy when he's mad. No! I cant think like that, not anymore. I will have to tell him. He needs to know, we cant go on.

"Hey Eric, look we need to talk."

       The look on his face. Thats how I know, he knew this was coming. The smile slipping from his face, as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Oh...." 

      OH! this was bad. he was making me feel guilty. I hate that felling, but this needs to be done....

"Look Eric, you know that I care about you. I care about you more than most, but-"

"NO! I know where this is going Four and I cant. If you want to leave just do it, but dont talk to me about it. If you want to break my heart at least let me grieve in peace!"

      The tears in his eyes were worst than being stabed in the eye. At least thats what I think, I'll have to ask Edward what it felt like. But I should let him know that he would find some one. At the same time He is right, I should let him be. So I walk toward the door, and fight every urge to turn and kiss him one last time. But I wont, I cant to that to him, to me. I reach for the door knob, thats when I feel a strong, firm, grip on my hand. I look up to those dark dreams of eyes.

 "I will let you go," I cant look away, but I know there is more to this, he goes on. "if you tell me, if you can look me in the eye and tell me you love her more than me."

        I cant I know I cant. But this is for his own good, and mine. I have to be strong, I have to.

"I've always loved her," I did good, but the look on his face is eating at me, it hurts to no end knowing this will be the last look he gave me, but I need to seal this deal.

"I've never loved you."

      The pang in my heart, not just my heart, my whole body. The worst lie I will ever tell. I pull my hand out of his hand and walk out the door. Leaving my dreams behind and walking to my future.