Hi, I know this is rather short compared to the other chapters but it's the first time ever I write from Four's point of view! I hope to do it justice despite the absence of any steamy Eris moments but this should be about the emotions here.
The song is The National with the absolute gorgeous song "About today", I listened to the song on repeat for a few weeks now and it inspired the whole chapter. I think it just captures the mood perfectly. Tell me what you think! :)
If you have any wishes for any songs and therefore plot for the next chapter, give me a shout!

I do not own Divergent or any of its characters and 'About today' belongs to The National.

Four hadn't been able to watch on, it was torture. It hadn't been the first time he had seen Tris dancing with someone else lately but this time it was different. This time it was Eric out of all people. He had seen the glances he had cast in her direction in the last couple of weeks but so far he hadn't made a move. Until tonight.

Today you were far away
and I didn't ask you why

He had gone up to the roof, the wish to just head over and punch the other man had been almost overwhelming. And before he would have done anything he might regret he chose not to watch anymore. He was mad at Tris, that she seemed to gladly let it happen. She knew how much he hated Eric and how much the other man despised him. It almost seemed as if he did it on purpose, just to piss him off. He would have never expected to witness what happened next though.

What could I say
I was far away

She didn't really fight him, she just let him kiss her. "I can't promise you anything but I'll think about it." The words coming from her lips stung after Eric told her he loved her. It was just a flirt, just a kiss, he tried to tell himself over and over again. But it hurt so much, especially after they had agreed to give their relationship another chance.

Four glared at Tris' retreating back, his eyes turned to the big stupid grin on Eric's face and for some reason he hated himself more than he hated them. Four had never felt so devastated and rejected before. When he emerged from the shadows Eric's eyes locked with his and the grin faded quickly. For a long moment he just stared at the other man, he seemed to need a moment to realize that Four had caught them. Four had heard everything, had seen everything and still hadn't been able to make a move to step in.

Eric stepped away from the wall and if it was possible his face hardened even more, jaws clenching he watched Four approach. Four's hands balled into fists and he cast back a regretful smile. He laughed more to himself and shook his head, not so sure why but it all felt so surreal.

He could see Eric tensing when he sauntered over to the wall leaning on the bricks next to him. An uncomfortable silence settled between them and he wondered how this was even possible to happen. This was Eric, a man he despised more than anyone in all Dauntless. They had never been close, more rivals than anything remotely to being friends, but now they were connected by the girl he loved. The girl who Eric just confessed to have deeper feelings for.

You just walked away
and I just watched you

"So," the other man's voice cut through the lingering silence, "I heard you broke up." It was more a question than a statement, cautious and honest in nature. Four had to laugh but it didn't reach his eyes, he looked at Eric who was regarding him quietly. He held his stare and his expression was unreadable as usual. He wondered briefly how fast he was able to shut away the emotions he had just expressed while Tris was alone with him.

"No," it was a simple statement but judging by the mild colour that went into Eric's cheeks he could tell that he didn't expect that answer. Eric looked away and Four could see the dark ink ripple across his throat as he gulped heavily. They had never spoken about anything other than training the initiates so now they were both at a loss when it came to an emotional conversation.

"Look," Eric began with an insecurity Four had never witnessed him express, "If I knew- I mean, I thought-"

"It's okay," Four forced out despite himself and sighed.

"You know," Eric began with a hint of hesitation and looked at his hands, "I had feelings for her ever since she joined Dauntless," he confessed not daring to look up. With a wry smile Four turned towards him and nodded, "I know."

What could I say

Eric's eyes shot up and he gaped at him. Four laughed bitterly, "You can hide your emotions well but I saw you looking at her."

"If I knew you were still together I wouldn't have made a move." Four turned to leave abruptly, not wanting to hear any of it anymore. Eric wouldn't meet his eyes when he passed him, scowling at his feet. He scoffed quietly and wondered how this could have happened. That the most unexpected person would be the one who might tear Tris away from him for good.

How close am I to losing you

When Four got to their apartment Tris was getting ready for bed and he watched her silently from the doorway of their bedroom. While she took off her clothes he wondered whether this might be the last time he would get to admire her wonderful curves. She looked at him while crawling under the blankets and gestured for him to lay down with her. No word of Eric, no sign of regret.

After a moment he moved away from the doorframe and took off his clothes and lay down beside her. Her hand reached out to entwine their hands just like she usually did. He caressed the back of her hand with his thumb and watched her close her eyes. A faint smile graced her features, one that he had missed for the last couple of nights. They had been arguing a lot and when they went to bed they either slept with their backs to each other or either of them on the couch.

Tonight you just close your eyes
and I just watch you
slip away

His thoughts drifted off to where it all started. He never thought he'd ever see any Abnegation in his life again, that's why he chose to work for intelligence over leadership. He wouldn't need to get out patrolling, wouldn't need to accompany his former faction members to feed the factionless, and foremost he wouldn't need to talk to anyone outside of Dauntless.

Until Tris arrived his plan went according to expectation, but then she stepped into his life. She wormed herself into his heart with her determination to leave her former faction behind her, almost as fiercely as he did. In the beginning he wasn't sure whether she'd feel the same but slowly they found to each other. They seemed to be meant for each other, they had so much in common he sometimes wondered whether he was dreaming or not.

And then after two years their happy relationship started crumbling, suddenly with no warning ahead. They had been speaking about the future, he had proposed to her and they agreed that they would wait with a wedding until all of Dauntless had calmed down after the quarrels with Jeanine who had threatened to tear all of Dauntless apart.

But that hadn't been what almost ripped Four and Tris apart. It was their disagreement on having children. Tris was telling him with a smile on her face how many children they would have and even when she planned on having them. When she started talking about names he had to stop her enthusiasm. He didn't want to have children.

And now she started hooking up with Eric, he doubted that she knew what she was doing. He didn't believe Eric would be in a position to be a good father. In fact he thought if one of them shouldn't have children then it would be Eric, he would be absolutely incapable of raising a child properly. Four wondered whether Tris even thought about this aspect before she started this, whatever it was, with Eric.

How close am I to losing you

With his free hand he traced her angelic features and admired her high cheek bones, her arched eyebrows and full dark eyelashes. Her plump lips he loved to kiss and hadn't for a few days. He could have looked at her all night long, burning every inch of her being into his mind. But he had to speak to her, had to know what she felt, he just needed to know where he stood with her.

"Are you awake?"

She smiled faintly but her eyes remained closed.

"Yes, I'm right here."

He sighed heavily, his heart almost bursting through his chest. His mind whirred and the emotions fighting within him were almost overwhelming.

"Well, can I ask you about today?"

She froze then and opened her eyes but didn't look up at him. She was silent for a moment until a murmur reached his ears, "What do you mean?" He lifted her chin up to force her to look at him. When their eyes met he whispered, "You know what I mean."

Unable to say anything she just stared at him and his own voice was far away when he spoke, "I saw you on the roof."

She looked away then and rose to sit up with a shuddered sigh. He sat up next to her and grabbed her arm gently, "Tris." She didn't struggle against him, just looked at a distant space across the room seemingly unable to look at him. Yet she remained silent and wouldn't look at him.

Slowly he reached up to cup her cheek and turned her to face him. She had her bottom lip between her teeth and trembled slightly. Tears were brimming her eyes and she seemed to be afraid, not of him but of her own feelings. It hurt, it hurt a lot.

He had to know.

"How close am I to losing you?"