I stumble into the simulation waiting room when I'm bombarded by someone I most certainly did not want to see at the moment.
"Well, well, well," Max wonders over in front of me, "if it isn't little miss, 'I can't win a fight unless my big sissy saves me!'"
He and Ronnie barked out a laugh and I roll my eyes.
"Yeah, because everyone can win a fight against three other people blindfolded," I scoffed, "also I'm not little, but I know something," I gesture to someone that hurts a males ego, "that is,"
He let out a growl, as I smirked at him, hating how he was at least three inches taller than me. I was tall for my age though, a good five-seven.
"You're not going to win this fight so just give up," I said numbly, "you're just a coward which is why you had to have to other people help you,"
His fist goes flying towards my jaw, which I quickly catch letting out a low laugh.
"Don't underestimate me, I'm done with your stupid games," I shoved his hand back, "so let it go, or become factionless,"
"Via, you're up," Alex calls, and I'm thankful that I let my hair ly down today because when I turned back around, I allowed my hair to swish him in the face.
I walk into the room and almost stop walking, glancing over at the blue-eyed man in front of me.
"I'm going to be overseeing today's sim," he said coldly and I nodded my head, shakily sitting down in the seat.
"It's a crazy rule but I have to leave the room," Alex mumbled and I looked up surprised.
"Why?"
"It's not just a rule for everyone, it's only for him?" I shot an eyebrow up, "he says I'm too hard on the initiates,"
"You are," Alex stated matter-of-factly, before shooting me a warning look, telling me to be careful, then walking out.
"Okay, so I guess you know the drill by now," he prepares the needle, and of course he does very slowly.
"Could you, maybe, um, do it faster," I mumbled, "you're making me nervous,"
"Oh," he stopped, turning around a playful smile dancing across his lips, "I make you nervous? I thought you said that I don't make you nervous not too long ago,"
"I just don't like needles," I groaned, his laugh rumbles around the room, and I then realize that he doesn't laugh very often.
"Okay," he turned around once he was done getting the supplies for the needle, "don't look at me okay?"
I was shocked by his normally cold, but now soft voice. I nod my head, paying attention to the wall.
"Do you want me to count down?" He questioned, and I shook my head.
"No, I-" I'm caught off guard when he just pushes it gently into my neck.
I'm in Amity, once again. I know what this one is. I suck in a deep breath, looking around everywhere when I spot it. The queen bee. We make eye contact, as weird as that may sound, and I don't look away as it zooms closer. I know what is to come, so I don't fight them.
'It isn't real,' I repeat over and over to myself in my mind as its whole family comes and ambushes me, wasps joining too, spiders as well.
I stand up stiff as a board, trying my best to ignore the pain, telling myself it won't last long before it's over.
That's got to be my new record, but then I realize who's in the chair in front of me. I look up at him for him to already be staring at me. I quickly look away.
"How'd you get out so quickly?" I looked at him with a confused face.
"How long was I in there for? It felt like thirty minutes-" he cut me off.
"How about two minutes?" Play dumb, Olivia.
"Huh," I drug out, "that would make sense though, I've been trying to get myself ready for it,"
"How so?" He presses and I shrug my shoulders standing up.
"Thinking what I'd do in those moments," he looked at me skeptically.
I walk towards the door, "Via," I turned around, "Dauntless don't get out of simulations that fast, and they don't know that they're in the simulation," he tapped his head.
"Good to know," I nod my head.
"Hey, guys!" I sat down in my rightful spot that I've sat since joining Dauntless.
"Hey girl gey!" Zane answers, snapping his fingers in a 'Z' form.
"You're such a dork," Reagan grinned, and I shook my head.
"So," Raelynn looked at me suspiciously, "I heard you got out of your simulation in two minutes,"
"Really?" I hummed, and everyone's eyes are on me it feels like.
"Yeah, how'd you get out so fast, V?" Reagan asks, and I shrugged my shoulders.
"I've just been thinking about what'd I would see in my landscape," I answered, and thankfully they left it be, "so how have you all done so far?"
Why am I doing this?
Seriously, why am I doing this?
I'm standing, quite awkwardly might I add, in front of Eric's front door, fist formed, almost about to start knocking, second-guessing on if I should just turn around.
I slowly put my hand down and shake my head, walking away, that would have been too embarrassing.
"Liv?" A voice calls from behind me and I stop in my tracks, turning around slowly.
"I just- I thought it would be embarrassing if I-" he shook his head, chuckling.
"Come on, let's get you some beauty rest, sleeping beauty," he turned around, leaving the door open.
I slowly walked in, after a moment of deliberating.
"Do you want something to drink?" He questioned, looking through his fridge, "I have orange juice, milk, water, Gatorade,"
"Orange juice, if you don't mind," I answered, fiddling with my hands, not knowing exactly what to do with them.
"Coming right up," I could hear his smirk.
I looked around a bit, still, a bit shocked by how clean he is, and how modern.
"I wanted to tell you something," he looked a bit nervous.
"Yeah? What's up?" I mumbled, taking a cup of orange juice he had offered to me.
"I don't think you should go to the party," he mumbled, and I looked at him with judging eyes.
"Why not?" I narrowed my eyes.
"I just... Don't think you should go,"
"Well," I clicked my tongue, "too bad,"
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✔The Broken Amity [Eric Coulter Fanfic] (COMPLETE)
FanfictionCOMPLETED (EDIT: In the process of being rewritten! Some of the writing might have you cringing! New chapters will be uploaded once they're all edited and written!) Meet Olivia, she's from Amity. You may think that everyone is Amity is just the happ...