Innocence Lost

Chapter 42 (Birthday Boy)

Eric's POV

I stood in front the coffee machine with the jar of coffee grinds in my hand, thinking about the dream I had this morning. I wanted her. I wanted her so fucking bad. I could still taste her, that's how real it felt. She clearly enjoyed when I touched her last night, so what the fuck was her deal?

I'm not the type of man who finds himself hung up over some girl. Usually when I get bored of them it's on to the next. No one had ever affected me like she has.  Maybe all I needed was one more night with her. One more fucking night to do everything I wanted to her so I could get her out of my system. That night was supposed to be last night. Fuck, she infuriated me beyond belief. The fucking nerve of her, no one does that to me.

Fuck, I'm horny.

Why am I letting this girl get to me so much?  I couldn't be with her. She wants more than just sex, she wants a God damn boyfriend. Holding hands, cuddling, monogamy, that's not me. She should know better. I'm dangerous, especially to people like her. I couldn't help thinking, an Erudite with all her curiosity chooses Dauntless. She acts like an Abnegation towards the other initiates and shows acts of Amity with her friends. Holy fuck, it can't be. Four aptitudes?

Why do I kept pushing the thought of her being divergent from my mind? I need to focus on my job and do what I was sent here to do. I should just hand her over to Jeanine and call it a day. It would make things so much easier. A part of me just couldn't do it.

I'm so fucked.

I needed a cup of coffee desperately before my meeting with Max and Harrison. Jeanine has been up all our asses insisting we hand her over a divergent. If she doesn't get one she's going to test every single person in Dauntless. I should be used to her threats by now. I need to come up with a plan and fast. Besides Kate the only other initiate that has shown signs remotely close to divergence is Brendan. He just might have to be our scapegoat.

A knock sounded at the door and I couldn't help  muttering under my breath. I hated having to talk to someone today out of all days. I still had a fraction to run, regardless. I decidedly ignored the door, but after a minute, it opened anyways.

"Remind me to change my passcode" I narrow my eyes at Dylan as he walks in like he owns the place.

"Happy Quarter of a Century Bro"

"Jesus Christ"

I really didn't want to be reminded it was my birthday. It's just another day.

"Relax, old man. You only turn 25 once"

"Don't remind me" I say squeezing the bridge of my nose.

"Fine, I'll only say it this once. You can go on and be miserable the rest of the day" he said jokingly.

I rolled my eyes as I poured us a cup of coffee.

"Sooo, any plans for today?" Dylan asked.

"I thought you weren't going to bring it up again?" I roughly place Dylan's cup in front of him.

"Ehh couldn't help it" Dyan says, taking a sip of his coffee.

"What do you think?" I ask.