Burning With the Fire (Eric Divergent Fanfic)

Owning Up Pt. 2

***Uriah's POV***

My knuckles rap on the apartment door, and I feel like I'm going to hurl. How can I face Elizabeth and Arielle? After everything I've put them through, they're probably going to slam the door in my face. I almost wish they would slam the door in my face.

The door opens, revealing Elizabeth holding a happy Jenevieve. Jen squeals happily when her grey eyes land on me, and she reaches for me. But Elizabeth seems frozen. Her eyes are wide, shocked to see me here. I can tell her body has gone rigid and stiff as well.

"What are you doing here?" Elizabeth asks, barely above a whisper. Her words almost catch in her throat, but I don't say anything about it.

"I came to talk to you and Arielle." I answer simply, not breaking eye contact with the beautiful person in front of me. I can already smell her, even though we're a few feet apart, and I swoon. Coconut and the beach. And her long, dirty blonde hair is in a braid, which is draped over her shoulder.

Fuck, I've missed her.

"Come in. I'll grab Arielle." Elizabeth says quietly, walking away from the door. I walk in slowly, taking my boots off at the door. Aria is seated on the living room floor, and she waves when she sees me. I smile back at her.

They must have lied to her about my altercation with Eric. She would be terrified of me if she knew the truth. And so she should be.

"Could you take Jenny and go to our room? Uriah has to talk to Arielle and I for a little while." Elizabeth asks Aria, and Aria looks curiously between Elizabeth and I.

"Why can't I be here? What's so important-" Aria begins to protest, but Elizabeth snaps due to the tension in the room, that Aria is oblivious to.

"Just go."

Aria rolls her eyes, but she takes the baby from Elizabeth's arms and disappears down the hall. Elizabeth follows, presumably to get Arielle.

For the few moments I'm alone in the living room, my guts twist up in a solid knot, and I begin to get clammy.

I've never been this nervous for anything. What the hell is happening to me?

Before long, Elizabeth reappears, and not long after, Arielle. Arielle doesn't seem happy to see me, nor is she angry. She seems... conflicted. And I think she has every right to be. My actions put her in between a rock and a hard place, and I hate myself all the time for what I've done to the two women in front of me.

"What do you want, Uriah?" Arielle asks, and she seems slightly annoyed.

"I came to say I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what I've put the two of you through. I don't regret what I did to Eric. But I regret putting the two of you through it too. You two are so damn important to me, and I lost the both of you. It's killing me. I needed you two to hear me out. Although I've already talked to Elizabeth, I needed to talk to the both of you, together, and say I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt either of you." My eyes switch between the two of them, and I seem to be getting through to one, and maybe the other.

"Fine. Thank you." Arielle says, her eyes looking to her feet. I saw her eyes becoming red-rimmed before I finished, and now I know she's avoiding my eyes to avoid showing me weakness.

"Thank you?" I ask, checking to make sure I heard correctly.

"Yes, thank you Uriah. Thank you for hurting the man that means the world to me, and thank you for strangling the man that is the father to my baby." Arielle seethes, and I almost flinch at the tone.

"Arielle, you can't-"

"No! No! You know what, Uriah? You could have killed him! You could have killed Eric, right in front of me! And I would have been left a single mother, and Elizabeth and Aria would lose, yet again, another immediate family member!" Arielle raises her voice angrily, and I try my best not to get mad at her. She needs to do this. She needs to vent.

"I wouldn't have killed him Arielle. Yeah, I was mad, but not enough to kill him." I try to defend myself, and Arielle scoffs.

"You went into a blind rage Uriah! How would you have known when to stop? How would you have been able to tell the difference between an unconscious man and a dead man beneath your hands?" Arielle grills me, and my fists twitch in anger.

"I went through the same Dauntless training as you did, Arielle. I would have known." I speak quietly, and Arielle shakes her head. Just as she is about to speak more vile words my way, a rather silent bystander finally speaks, and it's like a breath of fresh air to me.

"He didn't kill Eric, Arielle! He had every reason to, after everything my brother has put him through, but he didn't, because he heard my screams! He stopped, because he heard me! Put yourself in his shoes," Elizabeth leaves Arielle's side, and walks across there living room to me, where she grabs my hand and squeezes it. "And try to see Eric from his eyes. He's every different to Uriah compared to us, Arielle." Elizabeth comes to my defence, and to say Arielle is shocked would be an understatement.

"You're defending him?" Arielle asks, her voice void of any indicator to what she's thinking.

"Yes. Uriah proved himself to me. I forgive him." Elizabeth explains, and I squeeze her hand. She smiles softly, and her gorgeous hazel eyes look up at me. The best part about her eyes now is that there isn't a hint of fear or hate towards me anymore.

The world around me seems to be spinning so fast, just Elizabeth and I, but one cold and dangerous voice stops everything in its tracks.

"Get the fuck away from her."

Dun dun dun. Hope you're enjoying so far lovelies!