Game of Thrones: Passions and Hopes
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
As he left school at the end of the day, sixteen year old Bran Stark, the fourth child and second son of Eddard and Catelyn Stark, smiled. Like all his siblings, except his sister Arya, he took after his mother in appearance, having auburn hair and blue eyes. He wasn't alone either, walking with him was a boy of eighteen with tousled sandy hair and green eyes, it was his best friend, Jojen Reed.
"Wow...Is it me or is school getting harder?" Bran remarked. "I mean, the teachers are all..."
Jojen gave a short laugh. "Just wait until your my age Bran, doing your final year."
Bran shook his head. "Oh joy."
They both smiled and continued walking, leaving the school and heading for the Reed home. Once out in the car park they got into Jojen's car.
"Thanks for letting me come over by the way." Bran remarked.
Jojen nodded. "Of course; oh, almost forgot, Meera will be there."
Bran grinned widely at that, Meera was Jojen's older sister, twenty-one years old. She was also Bran's girlfriend, they had been dating for some time, despite the issues this caused between Bran and his family, them mostly being worried in regards to the age gap between the two of them.
'The only one in my family who supports us is Arya, she's going through something similar, with Gendry.' He reflected.
He quickly tried to push the thoughts aside; not wanting to spoil things with his moping.
Arriving at Reed's house, the two boys got out of the car and headed inside. Once inside they spotted Howland and Jyana Reed in the living room, watching an old movie together.
"Hey mum, dad." Jojen greeted them.
Looking up the two grinned and Jyana returned their greeting. "Hello Jojen, welcome back. It's nice to see you again, Bran."
Bran smiled, nodding. "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Reed."
"We won't keep you." Howland remarked with a laugh. "Oh, Meera's through in the kitchen."
Bran nodded and, as Jojen headed upstairs to put his school stuff away, Bran headed straight through to the kitchen. Sure enough, there was Meera, like the rest of her family she was somewhat shorter than average, with long curly brown hair, green eyes and fair skin. She was seated at the kitchen table, reading one of her books for college, clad in her usual casual attire of denim cut off shorts and a baggy flannel shirt.
"Meera."
She looked up at him and grinned. "Bran, hey."
Smiling he approached her and they kissed. Finally parting he took the seat next to her.
"Jojen won't be long."
Meera shook her head. "I think he'll give us some...alone time, you know what he's like."
Bran laughed at that. "Yeah, I guess so."
"So, how was your day?"
"Pretty much the same as usual." He replied. "Just, working at school, our teachers all getting on our cases about making sure we study enough, how important the exams are this year."
Meera nodded; remembering from her own school days.
There was a momentary pause before Bran sighed.
"Meera, I..."
She shook her head. "I know what you're gonna say Bran, I don't like it anymore than you do, but, what can we do, it's not that simple."
He sighed. "I know, but my family, my parents especially, they just..."
"I wish I could understand why; I mean, the whole age gap thing just sounds like a lame excuse." Meera explained.
Bran nodded. "I agree, I don't get it either. I wish they'd just..."
He shook his head in frustration.
Meera nodded sadly. "I know Bran, but...we have to remember what matters."
"Yeah, just...it's just so infuriating sometimes, the way they carry on, as if they're always right." He explained. "They just won't hear whatever I try to tell them."
They sat in silence for a while after that, the two of them both considering, wondering.
"Is there nothing we can do?" Meera asked at last.
Bran shrugged. "To make them change their minds, I doubt it."
Meera sighed, bowing her head.
Something was bothering Bran however; he could see it, no matter how much she tried to hide it. Meera was anxious about something.
"Meera, what's wrong?" He asked suddenly.
She started. "Huh what, I…?"
He bit his lip and explained. "You look, distracted...something's bothering you. I was just wondering."
She sighed and thought for a moment. "I...I don't know how to explain this, but...Well, do you remember that night, back then, when we…?"
Bran blushed and looked around quickly, making sure none of the rest of the family weren't in earshot.
Face feeling hot he nodded. "Yeah, why…?"
He had a feeling he knew, but he wanted to be sure. He needed to hear it from Meera herself. Meera looked rather pale, trembling, but then she took a deep breath and looked carefully at him.
"Bran, I...I' pregnant."
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
