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48.2. Nightly Horrors

Nightly Horrors (part 2)

(Eric x Reader)

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You went to training the next morning, hoping Eric would totally forget about well, everything that had happened last night. Walking over to the others you felt a piercing gaze on you. You wished it was just your wild immagination but when you looked around the room you could see Eric watching you, following your every movement.

He walked over and announced the training course for today. Hand-to-Hand fighting. Something you weren't particularly good at. That said, there were not many other disciplins you shined at. You felt sorry for the poor guy who would be paired with Peter today. He wasn't someone you wished to fight. Ever.

"Peter," Eric said loudly so everyone could hear, "get up in the ring."

Here we go again, Peter beating the shit out of someone.

"And Y/N." He said looking in your direction a small smile playing on his lips. You almost didn't see it but that was clearly payback form last night. So he hadn't forgotten. When you didn't seem to move Eric raised his voice at you.

"Go! Today if you'd please I haven't all day"

You stepped inside the ring only to be knocked out by Peter seconds later. It was over so quickly there wasn't even time for you to apprehend what had happened.

"Someone get her out there and make sure she's ok. I wouldn't want another dead one." Eric screamed to no one in particular.

You barely made it through the day, if you thought Eric was an asshole before you were sorely mistaken. Actually he had manage to be a bigger douche than even you would have given him credit for.

It was firday afternoon and you were siting in the cafeteria with your two friends trying to eat a little after that hellish day.

"Y/N! What did you do to the guy?" Your friend asked you while chewing down her way too big portion of food.

"Why do you think I did anything?! He's the one who clearly has some mental issues. I mean can you belief it, I didn't do anything to him. I might have made a fool out of myself but that's no reason to be satan now!"

Your two friends looked at each other and began laughing. "Hey! It's not funny! Stooop it." You whined at them.

"Seriously you manage to get the attention of the one guy in dauntless you should under any circumstances stay away from. How do you do it?" Your friend asked jokingly.

"Must I remember you that it's your fault I was out there last night in the frst place not to mention you left and I had to get out of that ridiculous situation on my own. Which I can proudly say I managed as best as I could!"

"Yeah we can see that."

Later your friends wanted to go out but you weren't really in the mood. You decided that if form now on you would be Eric's target there was no way you would just sit around without even trying to fight back. Since it was friday most people where out in the club or out doing god knows what, so you headed to the training room finding it completly empty as you had hoped.

You did some basic training by yourself. Yes you knew hitting a punchbag wouldn't make you a great fighter over night but you had to start somewhere. Right?

Eventually you decided you had enough and made your way back to your quarters. On your way back you walked past the showers. The door was halfway open and you were wondering who had been training this late besides you. Since the person hadn't bothered to close the door in the first place you thought it would be ok to take a quick look.

Eric was standing in front of the mirror, apperently just out of the shower as he had only a towel wrapped around him. You planned to retreat silently as he suddely spoke up.

"Like what you're seeing?" He slowly turned around to face you.

"W-What no..." You stammered out. He raised an eyebrow at your remark.

"Already over your 'huge crush' for me, hm? I'm dissapointed. Here I thought you had an honest interest in me." He said joking along.

"Definitely over!" You said, slamming the door in front of you shut and getting away real quick.

You had no idea what his deal was. Torturing you all day clearly had entertained him a lot. But there it was again this stupid flirting of his in the most inappropriate moments. You had to admit he was attractive. There was just this one thing not quite so attractive. His personality.

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