Complicated Love (Divergent Peter Fanfic)

I'm Sorry

AN

Hey guys, sorry for the long wait! But as i promised, i updated as soon as i could so here you go!

And by the way, in the actual book, Eric didn't actually cancel the lessons but in my story he did, so yeah, just thought i'd tell you.

anyways, enjoy!

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I barely slept last night. I had gotten back to the dorm room after midnight and I woke up before six.

"Can I help you?" a young man asked as I entered the dining hall. He was currently placing plates on each table for breakfast.

"I was wondering if I could have a little something to eat," I asked as I stood in front of him across the table.

"Of course you can," he smiled as he placed the last plate on the table. "Do you want a chocolate muffin or something along that line? I can't make you pancakes because the kitchen isn't opened yet,"

After giving a small nod and a smile, he disappeared somewhere. Not a minute later, he came out of the room with a muffin in his hand.

"Thank you," I said as he handed me my breakfast. Without another word, I walked out of the room and down the hall.

Even with my lack of sleep, I was wide awake, the sugar from the muffin pumping through my veins.

"Well someone's early," Someone said behind me and I almost dropped my muffin in surprise. I hadn't realized that I had walked into the training room until Four spoke up. He was standing by the blackboard, writing down the names of the people we will be fighting. I didn't really mind who my partner was once I saw that it was Myra.

"I could tell you the same thing," I retort, finishing the last bite of my muffin.

"Very true," he laughed before turning his gaze on the blackboard once again.

"Do you mind if I practice a little bit?" my voice came out small in the room but I saw Four nod so he must have heard me.

I guess I'll just train and wait for training to start.

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"There you are, babe," Peter's voice cut through the room and I immediately stopped practicing on the punching bag.

I didn't tell Peter what happened last night and I'm scared of how he'll react if I do tell him. But maybe I don't have to. If he asks me what happened yesterday, I'll just tell him that Eric helped me train, that's all. He doesn't have to know what actually went down.

I feel bad a second later. Am I actually willing to lie to him? He knows me more than I know myself and he'll obviously see that something is up with me.

Before I can over think things, I walk towards him with a smile. "Hey Peter, sorry I wasn't there when you woke up, I couldn't sleep."

"Yeah, I see that," he grabbed my hand and pushed me close to him. "Is everything alright?" His green eyes looked at me with worry and curiosity.

I didn't trust my voice to reassure him so I simply nodded and kissed him before he could ask any more questions.

"I have to go and check who I'll be fighting," he mumbled against my lips but I shook my head and grabbed the back of his neck, pressing his lips to mine once again.

"It's Tris, I already checked," I whispered and I felt him smile. He hated Stiff's and I know he was extremely happy that he'd get the chance to beat one up. There was no way that she would be able to beat Peter because for one: she's not as strong as him and two: he's probably one of the best fighters I know.