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The Journey	By : beautifullysevere Category: A through F > Divergent (series) > Divergent (series) Views: 2286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Based on the world of Divergent, which I do NOT own. Anything familiar is clearly not mine. The rest is mine though, so please don't use it without my knowledge. Thank you. Also, no money/profit is made from this story.

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They made it down the Pit a little after nine. Eric had convinced Freya that she should change her shirt so that everyone could see the blocks on her. His logic was sound, she needed to make an impression. So after changing into a simple black tube top, they made their way down to the impromptu party in the Pit.
Their entrance didn't go unnoticed. As soon as they entered Freya was lifted off the ground and crowd surfed her way over to the bar. She was lifted up onto the bar and handed a shot of tequila. It appeared everyone in the Pit had one as well. Freya raised her glass and everyone else did the same.
"To those that came before us! May we be as brave as they were. May we live hard, love hard, fuck hard, and fight hard. FOREVER DAUNTLESS!" she yelled and slammed her shot back.
"DAUNTLESS!" Everyone shouted in return and took their shots.
Freya jumped down from the bar as everyone went back to the festivities. Drinking, dancing, and general shenanigans. It took her a minute, but she finally spotted Eric with a few other guys in a booth in the corner of the room. She asked the bartender for two bottles of their best whiskey and someone to bring some glasses to their table. He handed them over to her and yelled at another bartender to follow her with glasses.
She made her way to the booth. When she got there all the guys quickly stood and saluted her. She laughed. "At ease guys, this is a party. Oh and I brought some booze!" She smiled and held up the two bottles.
"Fuck yeah" they all seemed to yell.
"Slide in Princess," one of the guys said to her. They made it so that she was sitting in the middle of the semi-circle booth.
The bartender that followed her sat down the glasses she was carrying, but before she left she asked if there was anything else they needed.
"Yeah, make sure there are two Sex on the Beach drinks here at eleven," Freya said. The bartender nodded and left. Freya turned to Eric who was sitting on her left. "So are you going to introduce me to what I assume are all the members of the Elite Guard that are currently in Dauntless Proper?"
Eric wasn't surprised that she had guessed correctly at their positions. He just chuckled, "Well I suppose. This fucker to my left is Uriah. To your right is Zeke, then James, and finally Blaze." They all nodded as he spoke their names.
"Well hello everyone, and please for the love of the blade don't call me Princess. The name is Freya."
They all laughed and raised their now full glasses, Zeke sliding one in front of her. "To Freya, our future Queen!" Zeke said. "To Freya!" everyone repeated. They all clinked their glasses together and took a drink.
"So how was traveling with Eric? He can be a real fucker, am I right?" Zeke said nudging her side with his elbow and laughing.
"Hahaha, yeah he can. However, it was amazing. Seeing him in action was fucking awesome. I actually learned a lot."
"Oh, she's just being modest. This little fireball saved my life. Sunk three blades into him faster than anyone I've ever seen." Eric said with a bit of pride in his voice.
"Even Four?" Blaze asked.
"The stiff doesn't have anything on her, trust me," Eric said.
"Who's Four?" Freya asked.
"Only Eric's arch nemesis" Uriah laughed.
"Fuck him," Eric said taking another swig of his drink.
"Hey don't suggest it, she might. Four has a lot of women after him. I mean he nearly tied you for first in the class when you guys went through initiation." James said, he loved to get Eric all riled up. He had no clue how much Eric wanted to beat the shit out of him right now though for even entertaining the thought that Freya might be interested in Four.
"Nearly is the keyword James" Eric snapped back.
"Alright, alright boys. That's enough." Freya said as she shot back the rest of her drink and slammed the glass on the table. "Now, who is gonna offer me a dance?"
Zeke quickly grabbed her hand, raising it to his lips and kissing it. "Dance with me?" Freya laughed.
"Yes!" she said.
"Get the fuck out of the way assholes, I have a sexy Princess to dance with." He yelled at the guys sitting next to him. Making everyone at the table laugh, well everyone except Eric. He just rolled his eyes at Zeke's antics. He wouldn't get mad about it. He knew Zeke wouldn't pressure her into anything and that her heart belonged to him. Even if she didn't realize that she was going to be his very soon. Let these men think they have a chance tonight, tomorrow night she would be his. He downed the rest of his drink and motioned for Uriah to move so he could keep eyes on Freya. He was her guard after all.
"Dude where are you going?" Blaze asked.
"Just moving so I can see the Princess," he said, standing up from the table.
"She's with Zeke man, she'll be fine," James said.
"I'm her personal guard James. I know she'll be fine with Zeke, but that's not the point. You know I'm bound to my duty." He said and walked away.
"Damn, I didn't know he was her personal guard now." He said to the remaining guys, and then laughed "Lucky fucker, he gets to live with her."
Eric casually made his way through the crowd. Watching Freya's every move. On the way to the dance floor, she was stopped several times by members of Dauntless. Everyone wanted to take a shot with the Princess and introduce themselves. Especially the guys. They were probably trying to get on her radar before their actual introduction as a potential suitor tomorrow night. While it pissed Eric off to no end watching her interact with men he just told himself that she was his and nothing was going to happen.
By the time Freya made it to the dance floor with Zeke she had an additional five shots of tequila under her belt. For the first several songs her and Zeke kept their distance. Dancing next to each other, laughing, and goofing off. Just as the alcohol started to hit her a random person bumped into her and she stumbled backward, Zeke catching her against his chest effectively saving her from falling on her ass. She laughed at her clumsiness and went to move away from Zeke. In response, he moved his hands to her hips and pulled her ass into him and started moving with the music again.
Freya didn't fight it. She was having a good time. Her body was buzzing with the effects of the alcohol and the energy of the Pit. She needed to get over Eric at some point right? Dancing with a hot and strong guy might help her start that process. So she just let Zeke lead her and let go for the first time in a very, very long time. After grinding up against Zeke for a couple songs her confidence started to grow. Of course, that wasn't the only thing that was growing. She could feel Zeke's hardness pressing into her and she surprised herself when she didn't shy away but continued to rub her ass up against him. Enjoying teasing a man as attractive as Zeke.
"Careful Freya, I would hate for you to start something that can't be finished," Zeke said trying to sound as serious as possible, but Freya heard the joking undertone of his words.
She turned around and pulled his face down to hers in what looked like an attempt to kiss him. At the last second however she turned her face and whispered in his ear, "I'm sure your hand will be able to finish just fine" she giggled "or you could have your pick of many of the females here." She then put a little bit of distance between them and they started dancing and goofing off like friends do.
Freya was only separated from Zeke for about a minute before someone grabbed her wrist and spun her around. "My turn!" Uriah laughed as he pulled Freya into him. Just as before she just let her cares go and danced with him. Wrapping her arms around his neck as his circled her waist. Several songs passed before she was stolen away from Uriah by James, and then Blaze.
"I need a break guys, and a drink!" she said as she headed to the bar. She plopped down on the nearest stool and asked the bartender for a water so she could rehydrate a bit. It wasn't long before a guy sat down next to her.
"Welcome back to Dauntless Princess," he said.
She turned and saw a very fit and classically handsome guy. He had brown hair and eyes. No piercings to speak of but she could see a hint of a tattoo peeking out the top of the back of his shirt.
"Thanks...."
"Oh, I'm Four. I work in the control room and help train transfers during initiation." he said in a very kind voice as he stuck out his hand.
She took it and gave it a shake. "Well, it's nice to meet you Four. I've heard of you."
"Oh yeah? I'm assuming from Eric since he was your guard....so probably not a whole lot of good things then. He and I don't see eye to eye." he chuckled lightly.
"He IS my guard. He was made my personal guard when we got back here. Also, he didn't speak of you much, just to comment on how my knife throwing skills were even better than yours. You two may not see eye to eye, but he recognizes your skill."
"Huh. Interesting. And he says you're better than me? I would love to see you throw someday then." he said. It wasn't often that he got to throw with someone as skilled as he was and he trusted Eric's assessment of her skills.
"It's a date, although it might have to wait a bit. Busy schedule for a little while. Have to get reintegrated into Dauntless and all. Will I see you at the ball tomorrow?"
"You can count on it, Princess. Have a good night," he said then took his drink and walked away.
Freya made her way back to the booth and slid in. She didn't have to wait long before Eric joined her.
"See you met Four." He said, clearly not happy about it.
"Yeah, he was really nice. Of course, you don't like him." She said jokingly nudging him with her shoulder and smiling.
"Yeah, well, I've always thought he was too soft for Dauntless." He huffed and took a long drink from his glass.
Freya could tell that he was mad that she had talked to Four. She sort of understood why I mean he clearly wasn't fond of Four. However, it did surprise her that he seemed to be sulking over it. She was saved from having to think too far into it though by Tori who was sliding in next to her.
"Hey, Freya! I see you're still alert, clearly, you haven't had enough to drink." As if her words had summoned the booze the bartender from earlier arrived with two Sex on the Beach cocktails and another bottle of whiskey. She handed the drinks to the girls and slid the bottle in front of Eric.
"Figured you could use another bottle." She said "Anything else I can do for you guys before I leave? My shift is over."
"Yeah," Eric said to her and took a big drink straight from the bottle "dance with me." He said to the bartender in what was more of an order than an offer, and he slid out of the booth and practically dragged the girl to the dance floor.
After watching Freya dance with all of his friends and then bat her eyelashes at Four, Eric was on the edge of a breaking point. What better way to distract himself than with a good looking woman? He vaguely recalled the bartender's name, as he had seen her many times before. The bar being one of his favorite hangouts. He thought it started with a 'C' or a 'K' or something. It didn't matter. He pulled the woman to his chest and started dancing with her.
Freya didn't want to admit how much her chest hurt seeing Eric dance so closely with another woman. However, she knew that he wasn't hers so she tried to ignore him, even though she had a perfect view of his actions. The other guys returned to the booth within a few minutes of Eric's departure.
"Hey Tori, long time no see. How's it hanging?" Zeke asked as he sat down next to her. Without missing a beat Tori reached over and grabbed Zeke's cock through his pants.
"Still to left I see," she said and released him, everyone laughed at their interaction.
"I see Eric has found his entertainment for the evening, took him a bit longer than usual." Blaze said, bringing Freya's attention once again to the couple on the floor. Eric's eyes were closed and his hand was under the bartender's shirt, resting on her lower back. The woman started kissing his neck and Freya saw red but Tori's hand on her thigh kept her in place. Freya continued to watch their interaction and she saw Eric's hand slide down to the woman's ass and grip it tightly.
She couldn't take anymore, so she quickly downed her drink and said that she was heading to bed.
"You are so much hotter than her, don't let them ruin your night" Tori whispered into her ear.
"It's ok Tori, I'm fine. I just need to rest. Thanks though."
"Alright Freya, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon. The Queen enlisted my help in getting you all dolled up for your party."
"Thanks, Tori."
"Hey Freya, you shouldn't walk back to your place alone, and Eric is pretty occupied at the moment. I'll take you." Uriah said and offered his arm to her.
"Thanks, Uriah," she said, sliding her arm through his and letting him lead her out of the Pit.
Eric saw Freya and Uriah just as they turned the corner to walk out of the Pit. Where the fuck are they going? Eric thought to himself. He growled and pushed the woman off of him that he was dancing with and headed back towards the booth, not saying a word to the confused bartender.
"Where the fuck is the Princess?"
"Oh hey man, Uriah took her back to her place," Zeke said, knowing damn well that he was being vague. He could tell that Eric liked the Princess a bit more than he was letting on and he absolutely loved messing with him.
Without another word, Eric took off out of the Pit. He would be damned if Uriah got the chance to touch Freya. He didn't care that Uriah had been his best friend for years, he would beat the fuck out of him. Freya belonged to Eric and no one else.
Uriah was just walking out of the royal quarters when Eric arrived. He looked up and saw Eric heading straight towards him with an all too calm look on his face. He knew that look and this wasn't going to be pretty.
"Hey man, wha.." was all he got out before Eric had him pinned to the wall by his throat.
"Did you touch her?"
"Who, Freya?"
"Yes. Did you touch the Princess?"
"Calm down man, nothing happened. I just walked her home because you were occupied." Uriah said quickly, trying to defuse the situation before Eric decided to kill him.
"Good." was all he said as he released his hold on Uriah and ran a hand through his hair.
"You like her, don't you? Why don't you tell her? It's pretty damn obvious she wants you. She looked like she was about to kill that bartender." Uriah said.
"I'm going to, tomorrow....at the ball. I'll offer to her then, as per Dauntless tradition."
"Good, hopefully, you can make it through the whole night without killing anyone man. See ya."
Eric just smirked at Uriah as he left. Yeah, tomorrow might be rough. He had to watch every unattached man in Dauntless Proper dance with her. It was tradition. The Princess would have to dance with every unmarried man and hear every offer before being able to retire for the evening. If she chose she could accept an offer that night, or she could take up until her twenty-first birthday to accept an offer. Eric just smiled to himself. He knew she would accept an offer tomorrow night. His offer. He wasn't going to give her a choice. He just had to keep it together until he had his chance.
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