"I was hurt, I was broken..." I said to Eric as I was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"He left me when I needed him the most." I finished, tears wanted to stream down my face, but I fought them back. "These scars were made in anger when he left." I...
"What do you mean?" "You know what I mean. I killed people, why am I not in trial?"
Steve remained quiet and walked over to the chair by the table then sat down. He gestured Eric to sit down and he followed.
"You were under the serum, you had no control over your mind or your body." Steve answered which made Eric shake his head in disagreement. "I still killed people!" Eric said slightly raising his voice, Steve was used to the shouting and knew he was in distress, so he allowed it. "Do you want to be put under trial?" He asked him.
Eric inhaled deeply and looked at Steve who was understanding where he was coming from.
"Yes."
Steve nodded and set his hands on the table, Eric watched his movements to read him and Steve kept his eyes fixed on his hands.
"You were originally going to be put in trial, but Ella, Four and I convinced Evelyn that you were under the influence of a toxic serum." Steve explained and Eric raised his brow. He moved his eyes from his hands back to Eric and exhaled the nervous breath that he held. "Listen, most of the leaders dismissed your trial. They believe in you." He added for reassurance, Eric stood up again and began to pace.
"You are a leader." Steve said which made Eric stop to look at him. "I'm just a soldier." He argued.
"Four doesn't think that." He pointed out, Eric raised a brow and stared at him. "What makes you say that?" Eric questioned which made Steve clear his throat to answer. "It's very obvious that Four has accepted you as his sister's partner...That man has defended you against people who want you dead." Steve added and Eric couldn't help but feel grateful for Four.
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As Ella stood by Eric, both of them at the back of the crowd while watching them get riled up knowing today was Max's sentencing. Ella could feel how nervous Eric was which surprised her because he's usually good at hiding those feelings.
She slowly reached for his hand to grab and he pulled away crossing his arms. She glanced at him to see he was still staring at the crowd and she sighed then crossed her arms as well at how sensitive he was being.
"Okay." She muttered, but said it loud enough for him to hear and he looked at her confused. "What?" He questioned and she bit the inside of her cheek holding in her glare. "Nothing." She answered blankly which made him roll his eyes in annoyance and looked back at the crowd. "Now is not the time to start acting like a brat." He insulted.
Now, she rolled her eyes at him.
"I'm acting like a brat? Says the man who won't even hold my hand or look into my eyes." She argued then looked at him and he stared down at her. "No. Don't even start with me." He said slightly raising his hushed tone. "Start what, Eric? What do you want from me?" She questioned and he shook his head looking away. "I thought I was supposed to be the stupid one and you the smart one." He pointed out and she raised her brows. "You're calling me stupid?"
