Game of Thrones: Love and Conflicts
Chapter 2 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R Martin.
Chapter 2
Before going to school, Arya was able to drop in and see her boyfriend, Gendry Waters. Gendry was a young man of twenty-one, five years older than Arya, he was also around a foot taller and was muscular with shaggy black hair and blue eyes.
"Hey." He greeted her cheerfully.
She tried to return the greeting the same way, but saw his expression change. "Ugh..."
He knew, right away, that something was wrong; she wasn't surprised; Gendry knew her so well, could read her like a book, probably the only person who could.
He sighed and they sat down. "Still having problems?"
She nodded. "Yeah, sorry...I don't mean to lay this all on you...Must be a real chore, a girlfriend made pregnant by a rapist."
Gendry responded immediately, hugging her.
"It's no chore and even if it was, I'd do it gladly. It's alright Arry, I promise." He told her. "Have you, have you decided what you wanna do?"
"No." She replied truthfully.
Gendry kissed her lightly and replied. "Well, no matter what you decide, I'm here for you, understand, I swear it, I'll be by your side."
"Thanks."
She smiled; she prided herself on being strong, on being independent and she was. But that didn't mean she didn't sometimes need help; didn't sometimes need to someone to turn to.
Gendry was always that person, even before they started dating, when they were just friends. With him, she could show her weakness and he'd never think less of her, with him, she could be her true self and always have someone to depend on when she needed it.
The confidence given to her by Gendry's pep talk; gave the strength she needed to face school without feeling afraid.
Instead she felt irritated. 'Gods, here we go again.'
As before, several students, some who had always regarded her poorly, took this opportunity to try and taunt her, about her pregnancy of all things. It was no secret the school knew about it; it was also widely known she was the victim of a rape which was what caused her pregnancy. But there were a select few who choose to disregard that; or deride it as lies.
"Well, well." A girl taunted with a dark smirk. "Here she comes, Arya Stark, the pregnant slut."
Arya just did her best to ignore her and the few others that laughed and tried to join in.
"So, how many guys did you fuck to get that baby?" Another called out. "Surprised you haven't got rid of this one yet."
Frustrated she snarled. "I was raped you fucking idiot."
"Oh yeah sure, then how long did it take you to cry for help?" The girl shot back. "Oh wait, that's right, you didn't."
Arya scowled at that. 'I didn't cry for help because my fucking panties had been shoved in my mouth you stupid bitch!'
A few even made more insulting jokes at her, when suddenly another voice cut in. One that shocked Arya considerably.
"Why don't you shut the fuck up, rape jokes aren't funny, you dumb cunt!"
Everybody turned, a lot of people were shocked, but none more so than Arya.
The figure who spoke was a boy of eighteen, clad in the boys uniform, with proper length shorts, with short blonde hair and green eyes.
'Joffrey, what the fuck?' Arya thought in disbelief.
Joffrey Baratheon was the eldest son of Robert Baratheon, the ex-boyfriend of Arya's older sister Sansa and an arrogant, insufferable piece of work. Yet here he was, taking her side, defending her from these girls.
The girl recovered however and laughed. "Like you'd know."
Joffrey glared and actually looked furious when he replied. "I know more than you think, bitch!"
"What?"
"You heard me!" Joffrey snarled.
Arya wasn't sure what to make of what happened, Joffrey certainly offered no explanation, simply leaving after Arya's detractors did. She was left confused but thankfully, also left alone, for the rest of the day.
She didn't get any answers until she returned to Gendry's house after school. She planned to go there and spend time with Gendry, while also readying herself for going home and dealing with her mother again.
All the same, the incident continued to play in her mind, even as she sat in Gendry's house, enjoying a snack with him.
'What was that about?' She kept wondering.
Gendry could see she was preoccupied with something, something which seemed to trouble her deeply.
"Arry?" He queried, letting it show in his voice he had noticed her preoccupation.
Catching on right away she sighed. "It was the weirdest thing..."
She then began to tell him about what happened to her in school, before also going on to reveal the truth.
"Yet it was...Joffrey, of all people, who stood up for me?"
"No way?" Gendry gasped; she nodded and response and Gendry sighed. "I see..."
Arya shook her head. "I don't get it."
Gendry bit his lip, it wasn't supposed to be his secret to reveal, he had been entrusted with it by the girl herself; but Arya, he felt he could tell her.
"It's because he feels...guilty Arya."
"Guilty?" She echoed. "About what?"
Gendry sighed. "Three weeks, before that...asshole attacked you. He claimed another victim, Myrcella."
"What?!" Arya gasped.
Gendry nodded. "He managed to grab them both; Joffrey was with her; tied them both up, silenced them and, and made Joffrey watch, while he raped Myrcella. He was forced to flee when Lancel, Martyn and Willem showed up."
Arya was startled by this, but she supposed she understood; Joffrey felt he had failed Myrcella, despite everything, deep down, Joffrey did have a bit of a caring side.
"Gods, now it all makes sense." She whispered.
Gendry nodded sadly; agreeing with her.
Meanwhile, Selyse continued to contemplate the future, the challenges she faced, the things she had to do.
"Selyse?"
She started and looked up to see Stannis standing before her.
"Are you alright?" He asked. "You seem...troubled?"
She shook her head. "Oh, I was just thinking; it's...it's been a while is all; since I...you know."
He nodded; understanding; Selyse was talking about Shireen; due to Selyse being mostly absent, or judging Shireen, it had fallen to him to try and help her, no easy task, especially for matters that were more...feminine in nature.
"I wanted to, do something to help. I know I've been..."
He did his best to reassure her. "I know, but you've come a long way."
She sighed sadly. "I know, but, but I still have my doubts...especially about...him."
"Who, Davos' son?"
She nodded; Stannis could understand where she was coming from at least. For once, Selyse was showing a protective parenting instinct, rather than how she usually reacted.
"Give him a chance." He told her. "He make Shireen happy, she's so much happier now."
"I know, I've seen it, and I will." She replied.
She meant it too.
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