It’s almost midnight, but you aren’t tired. When you order another piece of cake, Jason, a guy who has been a fellow initiate, sits beside you. You keep quiet, eating and laughing at Kevin’s jokes, the man who’s working at the bar.
“This one was great, right, (Y/N)?”
“One of your best, K.” You admit.
“I haven’t seen you around lately.”
You look at Jason with a small fake smile. “I’ve been busy.”
“Leadership, I know. And there comes another one.” He tilts his head to the other side of the small bar, to Eric, your lovely coworker. He sits away from you, well, he rather stays away from anyone.
“Yeah,” you say, trying to make him see that you don’t wanna talk. You heard about Jason. Always mean and cruel. Not that different from Eric, you’re aware, but Jason was a shameful fighter. You were feeling sick just to hear him breathe.
“Where you’re living now?”
“Where the leaders use to live.” It’s Eric who answers. You look at him, with a confused expression on your face. You didn’t know he was paying attention.
“Wasn’t talking to you.”
“You can take his answer as mine.”
“I thought you didn’t need someone to talk for you, (Y/N).” Jason’s smile makes you push away your piece of cake and get up.
“I rather not to talk to you.”
“Why? We have nothing to lose. I’m single and so are you. And we’re in the best place in the world”
“Are you crazy?” You turn to him again, with both your hands on your hips.
“What’s wrong with you? You’re Dauntless now. What’s wrong with a one night stand?”
“Being Dauntless doesn’t mean she has to be stupid like you.” Eric stands up and speaks before I can even think of a good answer.
“Excuse me?” You whisper to him.
“Shut up, let me deal with him,” Eric whispers back. You gasp in shock. What’s happening with him?
“Why is he defending you?” Jason stands up too, and you feel the tension between the men.
“I don’t know. Now, kids, go to sleep.”
“Sure. My offer is up if you want.”
“She won’t be your one night stand.” The anger on Eric’s voice makes you grab his arm and pull him out the bar.
You don’t care about what’s wrong with Eric tonight, but you don’t want any problems. You let him go as soon as you’re out, but he keeps following you through the compound. Both of you live on the same corridor, but your apartment is slightly far from his. You stop next to your door and turn on your heels to face Eric.
“Tell me what the hell was that, would you?”
“Jason has caused enough problems. And I heard he impregnated a girl who’s raising the kid alone. I don’t want this for you.” Eric sounds weird. A weight on his voice, something you never heard before.
“Why do you even care? You insult me and shout at me whenever you can. Why do you care now? ” You try your best to stay still and don’t let him notice that your hopes are getting high. Since your initiation, you’re completely in love with the bastard, even though he has many flaws you can’t stand. But you also try to keep both feet on the ground.
“You’re right. I shouldn’t care. You didn’t even say thank you.” He looks at the ground and then turns to leave, but you won’t let him go without an explanation. No one, not even Eric, is allowed to mess with your life and leave like it was nothing. You walk fast until you’re before him, staring into those icy blue eyes.
“Thank you,” you whisper. You never had the chance to stay that close to him, and to be honest, the man is even more handsome than you thought. You lose your breath for a second.
“You’re welcome. Will you let me go now? ”
“What do you want?”
“Sorry.” You gather all the courage you have and pull him to you by the collar of his coat.
Kissing Eric is an old fantasy, and right now, you couldn’t let the chance slip through your fingers. You kiss him quickly, pulling away before he gets mad.
“Sorry.” You mutter again.
He smiles at you, amused, and you look down.
“That was interesting,” Eric says before leaning close and capturing you in a slowly kiss, something you never expected from him since he was all about roughness. After a while, you both pull away to breathe, but he keeps you close.
“Well, that was interesting. You were jealous.” You whisper, a small smile on your lips.
“Yes. That guy will never get anywhere near you again.”
“Jensen,” You froze at the sound of Sam’s voice. “Jensen, why can’t we leave the set.”
“I don’t know.” You heard Dean respond while knocking on walls. “These are solid.”
“What the hell.” Sam panicked. “Do you think Eric is playing another joke on us?”
“Sam? Dean?” You asked, confused. “What’s gotten into you two?”
“Wait are we filming?” Dean asked.
“I don’t see any cameras dude.” Sam looked around before focusing back on you. He laughed. “Is this a prank. Good one Eric, you got us.”
“Who’s Eric?” You asked.
“Okay, ha ha, you got us. Didn’t she, Jared?” Dean asked.
“Who’s Jared?” You took a step back. “Did you two have a bad hunt with a witch again?”
“You’re not pranking us?” Sam asked, looking over at Dean.
“CAS!” You screamed. “CAS!”
“Y/N.” You turned around at the sound of Castiel’s voice.
“Sam and Dean aren’t Sam and Dean.” You blurted out.
“Shapeshifters.” Cas muttered.
“No.” You shook your head. “Humans, and they look like Sam and Dean and they sound like Sam and Dean but they’re not Sam and Dean.”
Cas walked up to the two men and took a closer look. He nodded. “They are not Sam and Dean. Dean is usually more muscular than that.”
“Hey!” Dean said.
“Even here it’s canon.” Sam muttered under his breath. Dean hit him.
“If you two aren’t Sam and Dean, then who are you?” You asked.
“I’m Jared.” The one that looked like Sam said.
“I’m Jensen.” The one that looked like Dean said, looking at Cas warily.
“Where are Sam and Dean?” Cas asked.
“We don’t know.” Jared responded.
“How did you get here?” You asked.
“We don’t know.” Jensen responded.
Jensen looked around the bunker before looking over at Jared. “Baby.”
“What?” Jared asked.
Jensen looked over at you, grinning like a kid in a candy store. “Can we see Baby?”
“Dean’s car?” You asked, confused. “Why would you want to see her?”
“Well we have one on set.” Jensen told you, excitedly. “But not the real one, obviously. I want to see the real Baby.”
“And the weapons they use.” Jared added, grinning like a child. “I want to see all the real weapons.”
You looked over at Cas. “What the hell?”
“I do not think we should let the tall one near weapons.” Cas whispered. “He looks too excited.”
“Agreed.” You told Cas before turning around and talking to Jensen and Jared. “Why don’t you two sit down while I call someone else.”
Reluctantly, you pulled out your phone and called Crowley.
“Darling.” You heard Crowley purr over the phone. “What can I do for you?”
“It’s Sam and Dean.” You told him. “Well, now Jensen and Jared.”
“Who are Jensen and Jared?” Crowley asked.
“Sam and Dean, except not really.” Crowley hung up the phone.
“What?” You jumped at the sound of Crowley’s voice behind you.
“Chuck!” You yelled.
“What’s wrong?” Chuck flashed into the bunker. “Is everything okay?”
“Sam and Dean aren’t Sam and Dean.” You threw your arms up in exasperation.
“Hi I’m Jensen.” Dean’s look alike popped his head through the doorway.
“And I’m Jared.” Sam’s look alike rested his head on top of Jensens.
“What in the bloody hell.” Crowley grimaced.
“Alternate reality.” Chuck nodded, understanding.
“Okay, but where’s Sam and Dean.” You asked.
“Probably in their world.” Chuck answered.
“Can you get them back?” You asked.
Chuck shot you an ‘of course I can get them back I am your Lord and Savior’ look before snapping his fingers. In an instant, Sam and Dean were back in the bunker and Jensen and Jared were back where they belonged.
“If there is a key,” Sam looked around the room. “Then there must be a lock.”
“I like the other two morons better.” Crowley mumbled, going straight for the liquor cabinet.
“Sam? Dean?” You asked.
“Yes.” Dean looked up at the ceiling and over to the bookcase.
“What are you doing?” You asked.
“Looking for a lock.” Sam responded.
“Well they aren’t on drugs. I’d be able to sense it.” Chuck shrugged.
“Thanks Chuck.” You gave him a grateful smile as he snapped his fingers, leaving you alone with the king of hell, an angel of the lord, and two moron brothers.
“Dean.” Cas walked over to your brothers. “You are home now.”
“What?” Dean took a look around before smacking Sam playfully. “Hey Sammy, we’re back.”
“Y/N!” Sam ran over to you and picked you up, swinging you around. “I missed you.”
“Put me down you tree.” You grumbled.
“Y/N!” Dean wiggled his eyebrows.
You stuck your hand out, stopping him. “No chick flick moments, and definitely no more going to other realities.”
Crowley gave your brothers a tight smile. “You’re even stupider than your alternative selves. Congrats squirrel and moose, you’re officially at the bottom.”
Crowley snapped his fingers, returning back to hell. You, Cas, Sam, and Dean looked around at each other.
“Pie?” Dean asked.
“Pie.” You all agreed in unison and walked into the kitchen to grab pie and celebrate your brothers return.
training?” You asked Max, standing in his office with the other leaders
and high ranking dauntless members.
we’re going to run around outside the wall for a whole weekend, trying to
survive.” You clarified, still not sure you heard right.
You’re not scared, are you Y/N? Eric asked.
but having to see your face for 3 days straight repulses me.” You tried to
answer calmly. Your brother Four, let out a small laugh behind you which earned
him a glare from Eric.
You were 2
years younger than Four and Eric. By the time you had been an initiate, Eric
was already a leader. Unfortunately for you. he had also been in charge of the
transfers the year you came to dauntless. Even if he hadn’t known that you were
Fours sister, the two of you still hadn’t gotten along. It was hate at first
sight, from both sides. He had made your initiation as hard as possible but you
had managed to rank first in your year nontheless. You had been offered a
leadership position, which you took, partly just to annoy Eric. Now here you
were, few years later, still not getting along and bickering like an old couple
all the time.
all informed now. Be ready at dawn and if someone’s late or decides they’re not
coming, every single one of you will go out there the next weekend as
well.” That speech earned Max a few groans and sighs from everyone around
but he didn’t budge.
of the train in the middle of nowhere. There was no trace of civilization,
apart from the railway that looked oddly out of place. You were surrounded by
forests and fields. The only things you had taken with you were some tents, you
were pretty sure there wasn’t one for everybody, and a water flask with a days
ration of food.
everyone gather ‘round.” Max said, “There are only enough tents for
half of us, so you have to share with someone.”
your brother was here with you. There was no problem in sharing a tent with
Y/N take one, someone has to begin.” Max said. You walked over and took
the first one you saw. They were all the same anyway so you didn’t bother to
look at them closely.
there’s a paper with a name on the side, that one will be your partner for the
weekend.” Max said loudly, so everyone would hear.
Oh no, you
thought, please let it be someone normal who actually has a fucking clue what
they’re doing. You unfolded your paper and immediately cursed yourself. Just
your luck. You seemed to end up with him no matter what you did.
hell,…” You mumbled and tossed the tent to Eric. He caught it, not
looking pleased either.
shaking like a leaf. That stupid tent did not provide any warmth at all. You
could as well sleep outside on the ground at least there you wouldn’t have to
put up with Erics complaints.
you stop it already? That teeth clattering is driving me insane.” He said
already insane, so there’s no damage done.” You retorted.
wouldn’t say insane…”
almost threw me of a building, shot me and 'accidentally’ stuck a knife in my
leg.” You said angrily.
This jerk was unbelievable.
suddenly felt a warm hand on your cold body.Eric slips his hands under the hem
of your shirt and rubs them along your belly.
are you doing?” You hiss.
you to get warm.” He whispers.
trailed further up. He unhooked your bra and moved it out of the way. His hands
cupped your breasts and he began to knead them softly. When he pinches your
nipples between his fingers, they stiffen and you let out a moan you had been
holding back. He smirks, pleased with himself to finally get a reaction out of
you. He moves closer, pressing his body to yours. You can feel his erection
through the fabric of your clothes. Eric unzips both of your jeans, he pushes
yours slowly down your legs. His hands move back up on the inside of your
thighs. He slightly parts your knees and moves his hands into your panties. His
fingers slip easily into you.You were already wet. He hums in appreciation as
you arch your back and press your ass harder against his cock. He pumps his
fingers inside you a few times more before removing them. You heavily sigh at
the loss of friction and are ready to protest, when you feel something much
bigger being thrust into you.
never thought you’d be this wet for me, kitten.” He murmurs into your ear.
the urge to screw and slap him at the same time.
He finds an
even pace and rams into you over and over again. Your moans are getting louder
and a familiar feeling is building up inside you. Eric moans your name, his thrusts
getting sloppier. He brings one hand to your clit and rubs it harshly while his
cock hammers into you.
final, hard thrust he brings you over the edge. Your vision darkens for a
second and you shake uncontrolably, pleasure surging through your whole body.
He pumps into you a few times more, spilling his seed inside you. He groans
loudly while doing so. He slips his cock out and begins to kiss your neck,
biting down softly a few times.
assume that’s warm enough for you.” He whispers against your burning skin.
AN: Continuation to this drabble Dedicated to the nonny from before :)
is all well and good when you’re in a battle. But when you’re in a crowded
train filled with faction-borns and transfers, it was anxiety inducing. And
when among these was your soulmate, it was hell.
And then they
separated you and it was even worse. It was like, you entire being was a half
and the other was missing and out of reach. You felt somehow that he was
feeling the same thing, because he kept glancing at you. But he hid it well.
You needed to talk to him and figure put how to do this. Whatever this is.
after lights off, you snuck into the transfer’s bunks. Ignoring the gazes that
followed you and the murmurs that rose as you passed, your eyes roamed over the
transfers. After a few moments, you made out his still form under the covers at
the very end of the big room.
Zimbits AU not!fic (Jack still went to Samwell, Bitty went on to become a figure skating medalist.)
Alicia and Bob end up having another kid (long story short, Alicia thought it was menopause, it wasn’t, it was Jack’s little sister). Jack dotes on her, and she totally has him wrapped around her little 5-year-old finger. She wants skating lessons, and of course when Jack offers she rolls her eyes and scoffs.
“No, I want proper skating lessons. I don’t want to play hockey.”
Imagine: Being a new, badass, Dauntless
leader, and Eric develops a crush on you.
newest leader of Dauntless, you will go through four phases of training Y/N,”
Max tells you, today you have been selected to become the newest leader of
Dauntless, and Max has held a meeting for you, “The first will be learning all
of Dauntless’ rules, Jared, will take you through that right after this
to a man who is covered in tattoos and piercing and has bright blue hair, he
waves at you, smiling, “Welcome to the team Y/N.”
phase will be learning how to interact with other factions, for this you will
receive help from Victoria, our leader and faction ambassador,” Max continues,
pointing towards a tan girl with jet-black hair, which fades into a lavender-ish
colour at the tips. Her ears are covered in piercings and she has a tattoo,
which snakes up her neck. You’ve hung out with her before during your
initiation, and you get an older sister-like vibe from her, she smirks at you
and winks, you smile back.
phase will be with me,” Max pauses to give you a quick smile, “In this phase we
will test and train you on your decision-making skills.”
the fourth phase will last for a few weeks. It is physical training, initiation
was just the beginning of it, in order to be a leader you will need a lot more
training than that. Eric will under see this portion of training.” Max gestures
towards the handsome asshole who sits across from you, you smile at him but he
just gives you a curt nod. Ugh you could
at least smile back Eric! The next few weeks will be hell.
physical training will take place in the evenings, so once the first three
phases are over, you will act as Eric’s assistant.” In other words, Eric’s slave. Fuck you Max!
Max, I will try my hardest to be the best Dauntless that I can be!” You say
with false excitement.
the meeting is over, everyone is dismissed. Y/N, you will follow Jared to begin
phase one.” You nod and follow Jared out of the room.
brutal hours of learning Dauntless rules, Jared lets you go to have dinner. You
eat at the leaders’ table for the first time, and you sit next to Eric. You
reach over to grab a piece of bread from a tray in the middle of the table,
just as Eric does, and you both unintentionally go for the same piece and he
ends up grabbing your hand, you quickly turn your head towards him, locking
eyes. The two of you sit there staring into each other’s eyes for a few
seconds, until Victoria coughs loudly, Eric’s head snaps towards her and he
quickly drops your hand.
“So Y/N, how
was training today?” Victoria asks trying to stifle a giggle.
bright hair was the only thing keeping me from falling asleep,” I roll my eyes,
Max and Victoria let out a laugh while Jared mocks hurt. Eric just stares down
at his food not looking amused. Whatever.
the next morning with Victoria, learning about how to behave with different
factions. In all honesty, you learn less and laugh more with her. You love this
girl. However, your fun ends after lunch when you join Max who goes over
different scenarios that you may face as a leader, as well as different decision-making
You go to
sleep that night worrying about your first day of being Eric’s personal fucking
you walk into Eric’s office, “Didn’t anyone teach you how knock?”
“Oh my God!
It speaks!” You gasp, referring to how Eric hasn’t said a single word to you
since you were offered this leadership position.
forget who I am Y/N,” Eric growls.
may have scared me back when I was just a mere initiate, but not anymore Eric. Hell,
I could probably use that line on you
now. You’re an ex-Erudite; I would have never thought you would forget things that easily. But in case you have, I
will remind you, Max has appointed me as
a leader Eric, so now you and I are equals,” You stretch out the last word and smirk
could kill, Eric’s glare would has left you lifeless by now, he looks like he
is about to make a snide comment but he doesn’t, all he says is, “As my
assistant, your first task is to get me some coffee.”
assistant Eric, not your slave, you’re supposed to get me to do tasks that will
help me learn about leadership,” you say, the day had barely even started and
he was already getting on your nerves.
Max never said that did he?” He talks to me as if I’m a small child, “You’re my
assistant, and that means you will follow my rules. And don’t you ever make the
mistake of thinking that you’re my equal. You are just a leader-in-training,
besides, no matter how far you advance, I will always be your superior. Now, get me my fucking coffee.”
the urge to slap him and simply place your hand on a file, which rests on his
desk, it is full of papers. You slowly pull it towards yourself and let it hit
the floor, scattering papers everywhere.
You change your expression to an innocent looking pout and say, “oops!”
up at you and you turn to walk towards the door, just as you’re about to leave
he calls after you, “Oh Y/N! Just so you know, I like my coffee scorching hot, and I know the cafeteria
is 16 floors below us, so you better hurry! And by the way, forget trying the
elevator, it’s out of order today.”
Fuck him! By the time you get down all 16
flights of stairs, you feel winded; I
guess I probably will need this physical training. You walk to the
cafeteria and get a coffee; you hurrying back up the stairs and stop in the
hallway to catch your breath. You see the elevator doors from across the hall
open and Jared walks out.
He calls out, “You sure look winded, what happened?”
“I just had
to run all the way to the cafeteria and back just to get a coffee for the
devil,” You groan.
you just use the elevator?”
“I was told
that it was out of order,” Thatlying son of a bitch!
not, and you didn’t need to go all the way down to the cafeteria, we have an
amazing coffee machine in the leaders’ lounge which is just across the hall from
Eric’s office.” Are you fucking kidding
me? “Well I’ll see you around Y/N; you might not want to keep the devil
into Eric’s office and see him sitting at his desk, already sipping a steaming
cup of coffee, “There you are! You were taking too long so I just got myself
some coffee from the lounge.”
hell Eric?! You made me run all the way to the cafeteria for nothing?! Oh and
for your information, the elevators are
working,” You yell. He simply rolls his eyes.
“I guess you
learned a valuable lesson today, never take anyone’s word for anything unless
you have seen in with your own two eyes first,” He smirks at you, “Now your
next task will be to clean this.”
towards the scattered paper on the ground, that asshole never picked them up. Fuck fuck fuckidy fuck!
over and start picking up the papers, you can feel Eric’s killer gaze on you, “I
know I have a nice ass, but quit staring at it!”
needs a little work, but it’s not bad,” Ugh,
the asshole didn’t even have the decency to deny that he was staring!
a pervert!” You say as you see him walking over. He stops behind you and get
“Did I tell
you to stop cleaning? Pick the papers up!” He demands, you bend back down to
collect the remaining papers and he smacks your ass, you gasp, quickly getting
up again and placing the papers on his desk.
You turn on
your heel to face him, not realizing how close he was to you, you bump into his
rock hard chest. You look up at his smirking face and heat rises to your
“Now,” He is
close enough for you to be able to smell the coffee on his breath, this just
increases your urge to kiss him. No! What
am I thinking?! “I want you to arrange these papers in alphabetical order,
based on the last names in the headings.”
“A lot of
our leadership duties involve paper work, so your second lesson of the day will
be how to organize.” He says with faux-excitement.
you mutter under your breath, rolling your eyes.
your arm and pulls you so close that you are pressed up against him, “Don’t ever swear at me again, do you hear me!”
I let her go
and she yanks the papers off my desk and begins organizing them. I don’t really
need her to do this; I’m just trying to see how far I can push this girl. It is
the same reason I threw a knife at her during initiation, the same reason I
tried hanging her over the chasm. I like her, she’s a sassy little badass girl,
who acts like she isn’t afraid of anything, I really like her, but I know
she’ll never like me back. I watch her once-delicate hands, which are now
scabbed over from fighting, flip through papers, pulling certain ones out here
and there. Her eyes graze over the heading of each and I resist the urge to
walk over to her and furiously make out with her.
sense me staring as she quickly whips her head towards me, and I look down at
this evening will be quite interesting.
most likely the longest day of your life, spending all day in Eric’s office
definitely was not your definition of fun. However, it was about to get a lot worse,
you were heading to the roof to train with Eric, but on the plus side, maybe
you’d get to see Eric’s muscles in action.
You open the
door and Eric is already waiting there for you, “You’re late.”
minutes!” So say looking at your watch.
is equal to 200 push-ups, and hurry it up, I don’t want you wasting more of my
push-ups, oh fuck no!” You complain.
asking you to do them Y/N, I was ordering you. Something you should have
learned during your initiation is that orders are not optional. If you continue whining, I have no problem in making
that 400.” He says seriously.
giving him your best puppy dog eyes, but he just points to the ground. You flip
him off before getting into plank position, by the time you get to 100 your
arms are exhausted. Suddenly Eric puts his foot on your back and pushes you
back down, “Get up Y/N! You need to be able to support more than just your own
You push him
up a few times, only to have him push you back down, about 20 push-ups later,
you can no longer handle anymore, you lay on the ground and look up at him, “Eric,
please, I can’t do anymore! Please!”
up!” Eric takes him foot off and turns to walk away, you look back at him and
attempt to get back up, that was fucking
brutal! Before you get up he turns around and steps towards you again,
offering you his hand, you look at him in surprise, why is he being so nice?
The two of
you walk over to the targets, and Eric hands you a gun, “Your aim may have
improved throughout initiation, but five or six classes with a gun aren’t gonna
do shit. As a leader you need to know how to shoot properly.”
your gun up and point it towards the target, Eric goes adjust your gun, and you
pull away from him, “I can do it myself, quit babying me Eric!”
he holds his hands up in surrender and backs away. You point the gun at the
target and shoot three times, each time the bullet goes straight through the
centre. You turn back to Eric eyebrows raised; he looks back at you, impressed.
closer to you and snakes one arm around your waist, placing his hand on the
small of your back. Your noses are almost touching, he looks deeply into your
eyes and says, “I guess you were right Y/N, you really can do it. I’m
He lets you
go and turns to walk away, you stand there stunned, and strangely missing his
touch. Maybe working with him won’t be so bad.
A/N: This is my first smut, I
hope it’s not too bad.
“What do you think you’re
You twirl around just to see
Eric standing in the middle of the bathroom, arms crossed and angrily staring
at you. You grab a sponge that is hanging from the showerhead and try to hide
everything possible, pushing yourself into the corner of the shower.
How exactly do you celebrate the birthday of someone who caused so much harm and devastation? How do you find a way in your
heart to recognize that this boy was a human being before his destructive behavior? This is why we are here.
No one else is going to admit to us that these boys were HUMAN before April 20, 1999. We have to read through journals, witness reports, watch the same bits of home videos, and see that deep down, this person just wanted to fit in. He was a square peg in a
box full of circle ones. Eric was a boy full of dreams, goals, aspirations, desires, and yes, full of the hatred and viciousness that everyone else loves to point out to us. But he was still a person.
I like to reflect on the boys before April 20th. The ones who made stupid, home videos. Who played video games. Who sent deep, thought inducing messages late at night to others about the stars, trying to not feel so alone.
Hate is the easiest emotion to convey. It is so much easier to yell and scream and curse then to actually internalize anything
that may be bothering us and actually try to figure it out. Eric was not much different. In a world that already saw him as a piece of garbage, as a nobody, it was extremely easy to just fit into that mold. Eric’s anger was his security blanket. In a world that tries to tell us that these boys were pure evil, we know better. Eric David Harris was a son to two parents. He was a brother. He was a friend. He was easy target practice. He was a reminder to some, of the weird things
that exist in life that could potentially make us stand apart from what is considered the norm and that reminder was scary. Scary enough to some that they unleashed these fears in very negative and hurtful ways onto Eric.
Eric was not always a monster. He became one. Before that, he could have been anyone we would have wanted in our lives. Hell, that’s what some of us on here already picture, right? Eric is a more complicated person in this case in that his mother or his father will never come out the same way that Sue Klebold has, and so Eric will remain a monster in many, many people’s eyes. Not mine.
I want to understand him. For some reason, I do not find this so easy to do with every other mass shooter or serial killer out there. I didn’t even want to understand Eric at first, because I saw what everyone else sees at first glance: an angry, hate filled, violent boy. But I do know what is like to try and nurse mental scars all alone. I do know what it is like to never fit in just right. I do know what it is like to look up at the stars at night and be filled with longing. I do know what it is like to feel as if your mind is betraying you.
If other people that knew Eric can still take the time to remember him, as a person, as their friend, on his birthday, then as much as others may scorn me for it, I can too.
You breathed a sigh of relief as Four threw the last knife and it darted onto the board next to Tris’ ear. She froze, her eyes wide, and you could see a small spot of blood. Four had nicked her ear, but for some reason, you felt like it was intentional.
“Points for bravery, Stiff.” Eric smirked, and you balled your hands into fists. Everyone began filing out of the room as Four turned around and looked back at the knives. Biting your lip, you stormed after Eric.
You watched as the initiates turned down one hallway and Eric turned down another. You followed him, the anger swelling inside of you.
“Eric!” you yelled out, and Eric stopped before slowly turning around. “What the hell was that?”
“Something the matter, Erudite?” Eric smirked. Out of all of the initiates, Eric seemed to have the most interest in you. Maybe it was because you were both from the same faction, but you didn’t know that at first. You were also interested in Eric too, and it didn’t take long for him to take you out to drinks. The both of you got drunk and hooked up, and now you were in a secret relationship.
“Stop harassing my friends like that.” you growled, and Eric raised an eyebrow and folded his arms.
“Since when do you have authority here?” Eric responded, his voice steady and low. You faltered slightly, but maintained your ground.
“This doesn’t teach us anything.” you argued, and Eric chuckled. “I’m serious. Leave my friends alone.”
“Friends?” Eric scoffed, and you gritted your teeth. “The Stiff, the short girl who talks too much and that big ol’ guy the Stiff stood up for today? Trust me, y/n, they will not last in Dauntless.”
“You know what?” you snapped. “Forget it. You fucking suck. Is this faction all you care about?”
“Faction before blood.” Eric replied coldly, and you pressed your lips together.
“I guess it’s faction before me, then.” you scowled.
“y/n.” Eric called out to you as you turned around. “y/n!”
“Fuck off!” you screamed, breaking into a run and leaving Eric alone in the corridor.