Chapter 7

It was Sunday. Sansa always found Sunday terribly boring, so she would often lock herself up in her room and read books. She noticed she was getting a little more tanned since spending the day before in the bright sun.

'..Life threatening situations! You should stop!'

Sansa lifted her head up from her book to listen to her mother's yelling.

They were fighting again, Sansa knew. She closed her book and slowly walked towards her bedroom door opening it as quietly as possible to stay unnoticed.

'Catelyn, we are this close to catching them. They're dangerous indeed and we have to get them off the streets. Nothing is going to happen!' she heard her father reply.

Sansa sighed and walked down the stairs and seeing her mother and father arguing. A colleague of her fathers named Ben was there as well. He stood there, feeling awkward and uncomfortable. Sansa knew Ben from the times her father would invite friends and colleague's over to their house to watch sports and drink beer. Sansa liked Ben, just as she liked the rest of her father's friends. But Ben was probably the closest to her father.

'Whatever, Ned. It's clear that nothing I say will make a difference. I'm off to the gym.' Her mother said as she grabbed her bag and walked out the door, leaving her father glaring at the ground.

'Another fight?' Sansa sighed. Ned and Ben both looked up at her.

'Since when did you start listening to conversations? How long did you stand there?'

Sansa smiled a little.

'Well, the fighting of yours was too loud to stay ignore' she explained.

Her father looked annoyed with her. 'Ben, you stay here, I'm going to buy some beer and food for tonight.'

With that, Ned left the house too, leaving Sansa with Ben.

'Boys night?' Sansa asked.

Ben nodded as they went into the living room and sat down on the couch.

'So what's the big case about?' Sansa asked at him.

'It's confidential, actually. Not supposed to say anything about it.' He said, pitying her since Sansa wanted to know the details of the case so badly.

'What do you think I'm going to do, sell the secrets to the enemies?' Sansa grinned. Ben returned the smile.

'If you don't say a word to your father.' He said, laughing. 'Promise it.'

Sansa rolled her eyes. 'Promise.'

Ben sighed and licked his lips, thinking of how to explain it to her.

'It's about a big drugs organisation.' He explained. 'You probably wouldn't know how the whole system of that works. So I'll try to explain it in simple terms.'

Sansa felt curious. Now that she heard the words 'drugs organisation' it already sounded dangerous. Therefore she couldn't blame her mother for being angry with her dad.

I would be upset too, if my lover had to go on such a dangerous mission.

'There is a big man, named Mr. Derugos. We need to take him down. As well as his right hand, Mr. Clegane. He is the hit man in all of this, taking everyone down.' He explained. 'Mr. Clegane is dangerous because he doesn't care about taking lives.'

Sansa swallowed and felt like vomiting. Mr. Clegane? Was this about Sandor?

No, how could he possibly work for such a big drug organization while staying unnoticed? He was a boxing teacher at a school for god's sake.

Ben looked at Sansa with worriedly

'Sansa, are you alright? You look very pale.'

Sansa willed herself to remain silent and calm. 'Yes. I'm a little shocked to be honest, that's all.'

When her parents came home again, Sansa remained silent, listening to the conversations they had. But when the friends of her father came, she went upstairs, feeling sick and tired.

The story Ben told her kept her awake and when she finally did fall asleep, the nightmares plagued her once again.

When she woke up the next morning, she felt sick and wanted to stay home. But she knew she had to talk to Sandor to calm herself down.

He has a brother, she thought. Or maybe it's just one of his cousins. Maybe the person who Ben told me about isn't related to him at all. Maybe I'm imagining all of this.

So Sansa got up, took a shower and put on a pair of jeans and a white shirt with some sneakers. She went downstairs, but still felt too nauseous to eat.

When she got in the bus, she was happy to find Ann there and sat next to her, they started talking about their weekend. Sansa left the story of meeting Sandor in the diner out of it, not knowing why.

Sansa couldn't concentrate all day. She wanted it to end as soon as possible, so she could go to her boxing lessons and question Sandor about what she'd heard. When the bell rang, she rushed out of class to go to her locker. She grabbed a book to read and headed off to the diner. She read her book impatiently, wishing that time would pass faster.

When it was about 6 o'clock, she ordered a salad and some milk for her supper. She ate as quickly as she could. Then she got back to school, running towards the boxing room. She didn't even change, she just entered the room while the questions she wanted to ask swirled inside her head.