The next couple weeks at school were normal for Sansa. She didn't tell anyone about what happened at the Halloween party and Theon said he wouldn't mention it as well. The other thing that had been on her mind was modeling. She really wanted to go for it and try it out, she even reached out to the woman who gave her that card. Unfortunately, they won't work with her until she is 18 years old and that won't be until summer. Margaery had told her not to worry about it and that it will all work out. Until then, she was applying for colleges that had a design program.

It was a school night but she and Joffrey had a date. They were going to grab some coffee and go for a walk, it wasn't warm anymore but it wasn't freezing yet outside. Christmas lights and decorations were already being put up and even though Sansa liked Christmas, it always seemed like everyone decorated way too early. Sansa wore a brown sweater with leggings and some boots, casual but also warm. She bid her friends goodbye and grabbed her military green jacket and her purse before walking out the door.

"Hey, ready?" Sansa greeted as she walked up to Joffrey who was sitting on a bench waiting for her.

"Yeah let's go." He stood and they began to walk towards the coffee shop.

As they stood in line to order, Joffrey was glued to his phone as usual. So Sansa decided to look at her phone as well. Facebook was the same old boring stuff. Instagram was a little better. But something made her smile. She had a bunch of notifications for a selfie she posted earlier in the day, which was the usual for her. What made her smile was that Theon had liked her post, which he rarely did. Normally she wouldn't have cared if he did or not. But something about seeing him appear in her notifications made her happy. Returning the favor, she went and liked a silly picture he posted himself today wearing the strangest sunglasses she had ever seen.

"Sansa, what did you want?" Joffrey's annoyed voice broke her thought.

"Oh, uhm a vanilla latte." She quickly said, she had been so distracted she hadn't realized that they were already at the counter.

"Make that non-fat." He ordered the barista as she wrote on the cup.

They grabbed their drinks and went on to walk around downtown and look at the lights that had been put up. They didn't hold hands, but they did walk close. Sansa took a sip from her drink as she admired all the bright and twinkling lights.

"So, have you decided what school you want to go to?" Sansa asked in attempt to make conversation.

"I'm going to go to University of King's Landing, probably for business or something like that." He shrugged. "Have you decided?"

"Well, I haven't decided. I have applied for University of Highgarden, University of Dorne, and a few others. I even considered applying to the University of the Vale."

Joffrey laughed. "The Vale?"

Sansa nodded cautiously.

"That place is terrible."

"I don't think it's so bad. My brothers and Theon go there." She defended as they walked in front of a park. "When I was there it didn't seem so bad."

"When were you there?" Joffrey asked, stopping and turning to look at her. His eyes seemed mad.

Sansa felt a sort of unease come over her and she suddenly didn't want the latte in her hand. "I was there for Halloween weekend. My brothers invited Margaery and I up there."

"Why didn't you tell me?" He demanded his voice low as he took a step towards her.

Sansa tucked her hair behind her ear as she looked down at the ground feeling very anxious. "Well I didn't think it was a big deal and we didn't have plans that weekend. It was only my brothers so I didn't see a problem."

"You didn't think I wouldn't care to know that my girlfriend was out partying with college guys?"

"It was my brothers."

"And Theon Greyjoy."

"Theon has known me my whole life, he would never do anything to me." She insisted.

"That's not the point Sansa, I should know if you are going to spend the weekend with other guys." He snapped at her.

"Joffrey, it isn't that big of a deal. I was with my brothers an-"

She was cut off by Joffrey slapping her hard across the face.

Sansa drew her hand to her face in shock. Her chest felt tight as her heart pounded beneath her chest. Her eyes began to water as she realized what had happened. She had dropped her drink at some point as she realized it was no longer in her hand. Her cheek was burning.

"Next time, tell me where you are going. Don't be secretive." He demanded through gritted teeth, his face gave only inches from hers. "Do you have any secrets?"

Sansa shook her head.

"Do you?"

"N-n-no." She stuttered, anxiety and nerves taking over.

"Good." Just like that he went back to normal. Like he hadn't just laid his hands on her.

Just like that she pretended to go back to normal as well. The rest of the walk she was quiet. Feeling too stunned to process what had happened between them just now. Joffrey took her hand in his as they began to walk back to her dorm. She held his hand, out fear not affection.

"Goodnight Sansa, sorry for losing my temper." He half smiled at her.

"It's okay." Her voice sounded so small to her that she hardly recognized it.

The last surprise of the night was him leaning in and kissing her hard. So hard he pressed her up against the brick wall. His tongue pushed its way into her mouth as his hands rested on her hips. His body pressed up against hers. Sansa did her best to reciprocate his actions, but something was holding her back in her mind.

When he pulled away from her, he smiled and pressed a quick kiss to her forehead before walking away.

As soon as she was sure he was a good distance away, a shaky breath escaped her as tears began to form and fall down her cheeks. She felt numb.

Was she wrong for not telling Joffrey about what she was doing Halloween weekend? They didn't have plans. He didn't tell her his plans. Was she wrong though? Maybe she should have mentioned it. Maybe she should have just stayed behind. She wouldn't have been have been in that situation at the party. Theon wouldn't have needed to save her.

But on the other hand, she never had that time with Theon. She didn't regret that. They had never really been close and it was nice to talk.

As soon as she felt the warmth in her chest at the thought of the hug she shared with him, she felt guilty. Maybe Joffrey was right.

It was morning, Sansa checked her phone and saw she had quite a few texts.

Mom:

Home Saturday? It's been too quiet without you bunch of heathens

It was a group text to her and the rest of the Stark children.

Joffrey:

I'm sorry for what happened.

Sansa?

It won't happen again. I promise.

Just text me back.

Sansa, I said I'm sorry.

Text back.

Whatever.

Her heart dropped reading the texts. She had tried to forget about it. She sent him a quick text explaining she was sleeping and that everything was okay.

But was it? No. Not really. But he said he was sorry…

She was going to give him another chance. A chance to change. Hopefully he would.

It was Saturday and her dad would be here any minute to pick her and her three siblings up. They were sitting inside the coffee shop with their drinks and morning snacks waiting for their dad. Sansa had opted for an iced coffee. She felt so tired recently, which she figured was due to her trouble sleeping and anxiety she felt at random times. Today she must have texted Joffrey ten times telling him her every move.

"Who are you texting?" Arya asked trying to peer over to look over her sister's screen.

"Just Joffrey." She answered monotoned.

Arya rolled her eyes. "How boring. Why can't you like someone cooler than that weirdo."

"Arya, you don't even like boys. So shut up." Sansa snapped. She could feel Bran looking over at her across the table. Rickon had his headphones on and didn't pay any attention to them.

"The keyword to that is boys. Boys are stupid because they aren't mature. I want a guy that doesn't act like a complete idiot." Arya replied, turning away from her sister.

Sanda felt bad for her comment but she felt so tired and quick tempered. It was 7a.m. and that was too early for a Saturday.

"I'm sorry Arya...I'm just tired." Sansa sighed as she apologized.

Just then, their dad had pulled out from in his SUV. The Stark clan rose and walked out to greet their father. He helped load the bags as Arya helped Bran transfer from his wheelchair to the front seat of the car. Once they were all ready, they took off. Sansa decided to just put her headphones in to drown out her siblings and take a nap.