Unloved (Eric x OC Divergent)

Part XXII: The Reckoning

-Eric-

I'm going to kill him.

All of this time I knew something in her past was so horrible she wouldn't talk to me about it, but she was never able to hide it all from me. There were subtle clues I found throughout our conversations, then there were less subtle clues, like the ones she had tattooed on her. After the party tonight I was confronted with just how much it's a part of who she is, seeing her freeze up twice at the hands of a drunken idiot. I had to find out what made her freeze up like that, I wanted to know, I wanted to help.

And now I know.
I'm sure there were about 20 times in her story I wanted to throw the towel in and beg her to stop telling me, because hearing the facts cut through me like a sharp blade, I was hardly able to contain my anger, felt like punching through walls, or preferably, her ex's face. I can't believe she didn't tell Four about this, he would've killed this dude long before I came around, but she knew that and that's why she left him in the dark. Shauna knows, she probably made her keep it to herself, but her guard-like behavior around her is now a lot clearer to me. 

I can't think straight if I dwell on what he did to her. I just can't think of her getting hurt like that. I can't. I feel my stomach turn when my thoughts even slightly touch on the subject, I divert my attention to something I can focus on relentlessly right now: How this fucker is going to pay for what he did. It takes me about 2 minutes to think up what I need to do and who has a mind to help me achieve that. I walk towards the door, plan in mind, when I feel her trying to stop me, but I can hardly even hear her over my own thoughts. I try to reason with her, but to no avail. I decide on reminding her I won't let anyone hurt her ever again, press a kiss on her lips and then leave to knock on Four's door. I can hear her tell me it's too late, but I seriously doubt Four will mind the hour. I walk through the corridors to his apartment, just one goal in mind: Aaron has to die, within the next 24 hours.

I knock on Four's door, then wait calmly in the hall, feeling a determination I have never felt so heavily. I hear noises inside which indicate he's getting up, it just takes a minute for him to reach the door, his face is slightly surprised when he sees me. The surprise wears off after a few seconds, he knows I'm here to ask something of him. We skip the pleasantries and he motions me to sit down at his kitchen table, he calmly sits down on the chair across from me. I don't waste time on introductions. "Do you know why Florence froze up so badly tonight?" He doesn't seem to need more explanation as to which situation I'm talking about as he replies quickly. "No, she won't tell me. It's been like this since she transferred. I gave up asking her about it, I resort to punching the guys in question now, it's more effective." His response doesn't surprise me, he probably has an idea about the origin of her fear. "She told me tonight, I need your help on solving something for her at Amity." He silently nods in agreement, I knew he wouldn't ask questions. I decide to elaborate on my request.

"There's a guy named Aaron at Amity, he stalked her for years." I take in a deep breath before quickly divulging the last key piece of evidence: "He resorted to sexual assault and rape in later stages. He was never punished for it because fucking Amity justice sucks." The last bit comes out more like a growl, I take a moment to get my anger under control, just to see Four doing about the same. His fists are clenched around the side of the table, his words are simple: "When are we going?" Exactly what I thought. "I want him dead within the next 24 hours." He nods in agreement. The plan takes form quickly, as Four takes off to the control room to see if he can get info on how this Aaron looks and where we could possibly find him within the Amity faction. In the meantime I'll check my records on any visitors Florence may have had within the Dauntless compound, he can't possibly just have wandered in here. The thought of what this fucker has done, I have to push it back. I need to push it back. I'll fucking lose it if I don't.