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Max’s expression towards Kim has a 98% chance of being shippy.

Dark Cupid / Dislocœur


Bonus:

He hates seeing him go, but he loves watching him leave.

Torn Part 6

You can read the other parts here. Just follow the links on the other parts.


You sat on the old desk and stared at the door for what seemed like hours. You worked on getting a handle on your emotions. You did not know what to do. Eric excited you but Four was sweet and safe. Would you dare to show up at Eric’s this evening to give away your innocence to him just because he wanted to piss Four off? What would Eric do if you didn’t show up? What would Four do if you did?  Who would react the worse? Eric would react the worse. You knew Four would not hurt you no matter how pissed off he would be and you could not take another physical attack from Eric. So you had to go to Eric’s….right? You shook your head trying to will your brain to figure out what to do. You felt a dull throb of pain from your body being thrown against the desk. Yes, it would have to be Eric. You could not take the chance of what his anger would do if you did not show up at his door tonight. You slowly got up off the desk and headed to the dorm. You needed sleep. Your morning was too eventful. You needed peace and quiet. You hope most of the initiates were still asleep. You quietly opened the door and sighed with relief as mostly everyone was indeed asleep or they were gone. You had a feeling you were not the only one who spent the night with a leader or a member of Dauntless last night as you and the initiates did turn up quite a bit last night. You laid in your cot and thought of how you could avoid Four today. You knew your decision to see Eric tonight will not go over well. You tried to sleep but your brain would not let you as it wandered to what may happen with Eric tonight. How bad would he hurt you? You knew you were ready to give up your innocence and it should be with the gentle Four but there was just something about Eric that made you feel differently than when you were with Four. You loved hanging out with Four and it showed when you moaned his name just an hour or so earlier but you had a feeling Eric would take you to a whole new level. He has already taken you to another level the other day when you had him in your mouth. You never knew you could do that with anyone and there you were on your knees making him come. It was an exciting feeling. A very powerful experience. An experience you wanted to experience again. You pushed Four and Eric out of your mind and thought about your training, your parents, your new tattoo. You thought of anything that was not Eric or Four and finally fell into a fitful sleep.


“Where were you last night?” Jen asked as she stuffed her mouth with food. It was lunchtime and you were glad you did not run into Eric or Four so far.
“Can I talk to you later about it?” You asked as Charles and a few others were eyeing you. You really could use the advice but you did not want everyone knowing your business.
“Sure!” Jen perked as she stuffed her mouth with more food. Jen had a feeling that your strange behavior and the bruise on your neck had something to do with a certain evil leader that Jen tried to avoid at all cost. Jen looked at you and wondered what the dynamic of your relationship with Eric entailed. Even though Jen preferred to stay away from Eric she was not stupid about his looks and appeal.  It was obvious Eric had a mean streak and it showed around your neck but was being with Eric what you wanted or was he forcing you Jen pondered. Your behavior was strange but Jen did not get the feeling you were being forced. If Eric was indeed forcing you to do something you did not want to do Jen would have to take her chances in trying to beat his ass and if Eric didn’t kill her she would take it straight up to Max.

“What?!!” Jen shrieked after you told her everything. Since it was a rare day off for the initiates you and a few others went to the local bar to have a few drinks and you and Jen snuck off to a quiet booth. Jen was hurt that you had kept so much from her.
“I know I should have told you but I thought I could handle it but clearly I can’t.” You took a few sips of your cocktail enjoying the warmth you were beginning to feel.
“So you are messing with Four AND Eric?!” Jen was in complete shock. “Wow my sweet best friend from Abnegation has two Dauntless leaders pining for her. You are in some serious shit!”
“I know! I know!” You exclaimed as you put your head in your hands.
“You are going to have to give it up to Eric.”
Your head snapped up and you looked at your best friend.
“What?” You expected her to tell you to choose Four.
“You have to fuck Eric.” She said more bluntly. “Do you want to continue to get your ass beat? Four will get over it or he doesn’t have to know.”
“Who are you and where is my best friend Jen?” You smiled at Jen as you took a few more gulps of your drink.
“You have to weigh the pros and cons. Con, you will piss off Eric and he will beat you and Four’s ass and probably have you below the redline and you will be factionless. I would not put that pass Eric. Pro, you will remain at Dauntless, keep Eric from beating your ass and most likely….dare I say this….have the wildest night of your life. Eric is evil but the man is sexy as fuck and I bet he can do some things that would blow your mind.”
You looked at your friend like she lost her damn mind. She may have actually lost her mind. Who in their right mind would tell you to choose Eric over Four when they knew the whole story of what happen between the three of you. You already thought you were crazy for deciding on Eric but it made sense to you because you were the one who would feel Eric’s wrath. Maybe you should choose Four and tell him what Eric had done to you. Four was strong and smart enough to protect you from Eric. Did you want to put Four through that? They both hated each other as it was and you did not want to make it worse. You sighed as you finished your drink. Decisions….decisions.
“I’m telling you it needs to be Eric.” Jen looked over at a clock on the wall. “It’s five thirty. You better high tail it to Eric’s and hope you don’t run into Four.”
You sighed, got up from the table, grabbed Jen’s drink and downed it in one swift motion.
“Hey you are going to need that more than me.” You heard Jen laugh as you walked toward the exit. You jogged back to the compound as your mind played how the evening with Eric would go in your head a million different ways. About the time you knocked on Eric’s door you were breathing heavy and sweating a little. You would have stopped to take a quick shower in the dorm but you didn’t have time. You lightly knocked on his door and held your breath. You hoped you would get into Eric’s apartment before you saw Four. After a few moments of no answer you knocked again. Maybe he was not here. You sighed with relief as no one answered the door. You turned to walk away when you heard the door open. Shit! You turned around expecting to see Eric to only find Raven wearing just a black t-shirt at the door. A twinge of jealously stabbed at you as you knew that was most likely one of Eric’s shirts. What the hell was going on? You thought as you both stood and eyed each other. Raven looked at you more closely and smirked as you truly reminded of her of a scared little mouse. Raven’s eyes landed on your bruise neck and a flash of anger flew in her eyes.
“What the fuck do you want?!” she snapped at you.
“I was…I was looking for Eric.” You stammered.
“He’s not here.” She snapped again. Raven was pissed this little mouse showed up at Eric’s door. Eric can fuck and play with whomever he wanted to while she was gone away on duty but never ever when she was home. It pissed her off that you still showed marks of his fucking all over your neck. She did not want physical evidence of his escapades while she was away but here you were looking like a scared church mouse in front of her. Raven bet Eric had a fun time putting you into place. She hated when he picked weak little girls to fuck. Raven looked you over again. Maybe it was for the best he chose weak girls because only she could handle the true Eric. Only she could handle the ravenous monster he was in bed and she refused to be replaced by some weak little initiate. Raven need to make sure you got the message to stay away from Eric so as you turned to leave Raven grabbed your arm, turned you around and clocked you straight in the nose. Your eyes instantly welled in tears and your hand flew up to your nose in an effort to stop the bleeding. Where the fuck did that come from? You thought as you felt warm blood trickle down from your nose.
“Stay the fuck away from Eric!” Raven hissed. This was some bullshit! You were sick of being people’s punching bag. You let go of your nose, balled your fist and punched Raven in the eye. She did not see it coming as she thought you were weak. As she stumbled back you attacked her with everything in your power. You were pissed and it showed as you continued punching her wherever she was not blocking. The Dauntless born quickly gathered her wits and blocked your blows and before you knew it she had the upper hand and started punching you back. You blocked her blows as best you could before an arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you away.
“Stop it!” You heard Four yell at you both. “What the hell is going on here?” Four looked at you two as you both stood bloodied and breathing heavy. Four grabbed your upper arm. “What happened?”
“The crazy bitch attacked me!”
“You need to stay away from Eric.” Raven shot back at you. Four looked between you two again and realized you were there to see Eric. You looked over at Four as realization hit his face. The look on his face showed hurt, anger and betrayal and you cowered a little at his reaction. You have seen him angry but the look of betrayal stabbed at your heart. You winced a little as Four’s gripped tighten around your arm. Yes there was no doubt he was pissed.
“What the hell happened here?” You heard someone ask. You looked around and saw several Dauntless leaders had exited their apartment after hearing the commotion.  “Raven get dress. You both are going to see Max.” a leader told you both.
“Gary there is no need for that.” Four interjected.
Gary was undeterred. “You have a Dauntless born and a initiate fighting each other. This needs to go to Max. Go get dress Raven. You have one minute.”
Fuck! You were in serious shit now.


Max eyed you up and down and then looked over at Raven.  Max made you stand while he let Raven sit. You were sick of being an initiate. You were ready to be Dauntless. You sighed with frustration as you dabbed your nose with tissue. It had finally stopped bleeding. Thank God it was not broken.
“What happened and I want the truth.” Max looked at Raven. She could say anything and Max would probably believe her instead of you.
“The girl is fine. I just had to teach her a lesson. She’s an initiate she should be able to handle it.” Raven looked over at you disgusted.
That was her logic? This bitch was crazy you thought.
“So you attacked her? Why?” Max asked looking at Raven perplexed and then realization hit his face.
“Hmmm. I know why. I have heard your name the past two days more than I have heard of any initiate in the years I have been here. I have Dauntless leaders punching each other because of you and now a Dauntless born is in my office because of you again. Now besides you who is the common denominator in this equation?” Max looked over at you. You shrugged your shoulders not answering.
“Eric….Eric fuckin Coulter!” Max slammed his fist on his desk.


You were awaken when a hand covered your mouth. You tried to sit up but the hand pushed you back down. It was dark and your eyes focused on the figure that knelt beside your cot. You were pissed. You were tired as you and Jen had stayed up most of the night talking about what transpired that day and night. You did not have time for any more bullshit.
“Be still. Don’t move.” You heard Eric whisper in your ear. Dammit Eric! You laid still while Eric leaned over you. You could feel his warm breath on your face. He was leaning in really close to you. You felt his other hand move down to your pants and snaked their way into the front of your pants. What the hell was he doing? Wasn’t Raven at his apartment now? Why was he bothering you? Shouldn’t he had got in trouble with Max?
“No panties. Interesting. Open your legs wider.” Eric whispered.  Eric’s fingers parted your folds and found your clit. You let out a moan which was caught by Eric’s hand. Eric slowly circled your clit and you began to squirm on your cot.
“I want you to do something for me.” Eric’s fingers moved from your clit and slowly entered you. “I want you to go down to the tattoo parlor after training tomorrow and get your clit pierced.”
Was he fuckin serious?  You shook your head no. Eric’s hand pushed harder over your mouth.
“Yes you will. You will do what I fuckin say. You will be Dauntless in a couple of weeks and you need to start acting like it.” Eric whispered harshly as he pinched your clit causing pain to shoot through you and you were surprised when you felt a rush of your juices spill out.
“Oh you like that?” Eric reinserted his fingers in you and began to thrust them in and out. “My God you are so wet.” Eric proceeded to bring you to a climax and you climaxed so hard you bit down on the flesh of his inside middle finger causing a sharp intake of breath from him. You tasted his blood as your bite was so hard it broke skin. Eric removed his hand from your pants and from over your mouth. He leaned in even closer to you.
“Do what I said Y/N. I want it done tomorrow night.” He told you just before he got up and left. You laid on your cot breathing heavy as your body still tingled from your orgasm. You smiled to yourself as you licked your lips tasting Eric’s blood.


Ha! The reader thought she could get away. Eric has not forgotten about her. Eric always gets what he wants.

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Alya’s Matchmaker Senses™ were tingling. 

Dark Cupid / Dislocœur


Bonus:

Way to ruin the moment, Alya -_-