delirious ↠ g.d.

F I F T Y - N I N E

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I run between the trees while catching a quick glimpse behind me when I can. My heart is beating out of my chest and my lungs hurt from the big breathes I take in.

I abruptly stop and hide behind a giant tree. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths. I pop my head out to check behind the tree.

Clear.

I turn my head and prepare to walk forward but I bump into someone, instantly making me back up in surprise.

"Aaand boom, you're dead." Ethan smiles to me as he fakes to pull a gun out to shoot me. I roll my eyes and cross my arms while leaning back on the tree.

"Damn you suck at this." he laughs and I smack his arm, followed by a soft chuckle. We interlock our hands together as we walk further in the woods. He heaves a sigh which brings my attention to him. He turns to me when he realized that I've been staring at him for the past 10 seconds.

"What?" he chuckles and I smile at him before looking down with blush invading my cheeks.

"Do you think I'll become stronger one day?" I look back at him and I catch him staring at my lips. My heart jolts when he stops walking and his gaze moves up to my eyes. I furrow my brows in confusion. He let go of my hand and places both of his hands on my shoulders, his face mere inches away from mine.

"Hailee, you are the strongest person I know. No matter what happens, you never let it get to you and you never crumble down. That's how strong you are."

He mumbles as his gaze switches between my eyes and my lips and I suddenly feel extremely confident and self-conscious.

"I meant physically, dumbass." I scoff and we both giggle. He takes my hand and we keep walking.

"I know what you meant, I was just trying to set your mind on something else." he looks away, his lips pursing and his jaw clenching as he gulps.

Silence settles over the forest. We keep walking hand in hand, looking at our feet.

"Are you still mad at me?" I break the silence and he stops walking, making me yank on his arm because I didn't realize he came to a stop.

"About Paige?"

"Yeah..." I murmur and look down at our intertwined fingers. He sighs.

"She killed herself, Hailee. It wasn't your fault." he takes a step forward, ready to walk, but I gently pull on his arm to make him stop.

"But I pulled the trigger." I tighten my grip on his hand and look straight into his eyes. His lips slightly part open.

"Let's not talk about th-"

"Are you still mad?" my voice is a hint more persuasive. I narrow my eyelids, waiting for an answer.

"I'm still in shock... but I'm not mad anymore." he gives me a quick smile and I nod before we pursue our walk back home.

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I swing my hand and punch the foam mannequin with all my strength, a loud groan escaping my mouth as I do so. Ethan walks around me slowly, a hand resting on his chin while his thumb rubs his young stubble.

"That was weak." he points out and I roll my eyes, ignoring his comment as I keep hitting the mannequin. He walks towards me and grabs my hips, twisting my body slightly to the left, as his eyes are not leaving the target.

"Keep tension here." his hands are soft against my bare skin. I look at him in the corner of my eye and notice that he's smirking.

He totally didn't take this from Divergent.