Chapter Nine: Cherry Wine
She sprinted faster than lightning, for once realizing how many useless stairs they had in this mansion. She skipped the last four steps and almost stumbled, but regained her balance with instinct and continued the marathon she and her brothers were having. Septa Mordane was yelling at the boys and looked more displeased with the sight of her, "Stop running like dimwits. You're a lady!"
"Gods! Go pray in a sept or something!" was Arya's answer to her, though she herself was praying, praying that the guards didn't let Gendry inside, one conversation with her idiot siblings and she was sure they'll shame her forever.
She went through the door and out in the gardens where she saw Theon dragging the frantic Jon back, with a struggle, yelling, "Calm your freaking tits lover boy, what do you think you'll do at this time?!"
"My tits are calm, my balls are not!"
Arya joined in to calm him down. "Jon, come on, you're the sensible one here, just calm down!"
"It will be a four hour drive, nothing!" Jon slid from Theon's grip easily, and stood stubborn as a rock. "I have to see her, okay?
"The Kingsroad is dangerous now, wait until the morrow and we'll get you a flight."
"I'll die by the morrow."
Theon rolled his eyes, "I don't give a shit what you do unless it's not now, who do you think Ned Junior will blame after he finds out you went? That's right fucktard, me, his personal punching bag."
"Wow, it's fascinating how you divert the attention towards you so easily," Arya told him in annoyance, then she put her hands on Jon's arms and tried to talk calmly. "Just go inside, have some wine, get drunk, and wait til we figure this ou-" Her breathing was cut in her throat, the gods, as always, were deaf to her prayers, she saw Tom leading the Bull inside and telling him something, Gendry smiled and made his way to them, alone, their eyes locked and he looked at the trio with irritation. Arya tightened her grip on Jon like he was the only thing that was keeping her standing.
"Wait, you're actually telling me to go get drunk? What kind of a fucked up advice is that?!" Jon was saying.
"I consent to what she said, I had the same idea," Theon said, "Great minds think alike."
"Hey, remember when I said that I love my siblings?"
"Yeah?"
"I take that back." He turned to his sister, "This bartender job is really getting into you, Arya."
"We have more important things to do," Arya had to do something, fast. She said the first excuse that came to her head. "Ahh, M-Mordane said that one of the dogs are on the leash."
That caught their attention, "Holy shit," Theon said with excitement, "Let them go, I say, I'll kill to see another one of Shaggydog's limp amputations, great stuff."
"For gods' sake you're beyond sick," Jon told him, "Which one?" he asked Arya.
She had to keep Jon here and distract him from the gardens at the same time, so the lie to be told was obvious, "Ghost."
Theon was disappointed, Jon's dog was well trained so no limbmania was going to happen, Jon looked serious, "Alright, let's talk to the guards and send a search team-"
He was about to turn but Arya stopped him quickly. "N-no, just go to the dog houses and make a quick check, let's not make a fuss!"
Jon frowned, but turned to Theon with a resolve, "Let's go, dog fan."
"Out of curiosity, can we set Shaggydog free just for a-"
"No!" They both yelled, and Jon started his way to the back gardens with his disappointed brother. Arya was glad they didn't notice that she didn't follow them and made her way to Gendry, quickly as she can.
He was standing behind impatiently, waiting and neglected. He looked tired, no, he didn't, but she felt his tiredness three feet away with her soulmate sensor. "Arya I-" He was trying to say but she dragged him forcibly to a place with a lot of bushes to hide him, being careful not to touch him directly.
"What the mega fuck are you doing here?!" she spoke with the lowest human voice she can muster, bending down to hide herself.
He looked surprised by her reaction, then it turned into anger. "Well, I'm sorry to intrude m'lady. I think we have some things to settle since someone mysteriously went missing yesterday."
"I didn't."
"Actually, yeah, you didn't, you fucking ran away like I was about to molest you!"
"N-no I wasn't, I-" Arya was distracted, seeing that Jon and Theon were already back and looking for her, probably realizing it was a false alarm. "My job ended today."
It wasn't a lie, Mycah grounding was over yesterday, which was a big slap to the face for Arya. She wanted to go back, work in the place she grew to love, and get to see him again, her body and soul craved that, but she couldn't bring herself to go, she didn't have an excuse to, and frankly, Arya was very nervous to face him again.
"What the heck do you mean it ended, jobs don't just do that! What are you looking at?-" He got more irritated, looking to where her brothers were standing, "Are those your friends?"
He didn't know they were her brother. Arya was relieved, "Yeah.. yeah.. friends." She lied, "Close friends of the family."
Her answer didn't seem to please him, not the slightest. "Why are you whispering, Arya? Why are we hiding?!"
"D-don't talk so loudly!" she panicked, "I don't want them to see you!"
"Oh," he almost yelled, his anger was rising and Arya could feel herself shivering from the feeling. "So that's the way of it, huh? I get it. I'm sorry to be an embarrassment for you, m'lady." he stood straight, growling and walking away from her.
Arya stayed there frozen, his reaction taking a while to be processed. He got it wrong, she thought angrily, he got it all wrong! "That's not what I meant!" she called, running to where he was.
He didn't stop. "Just stay the fuck away, okay? I won't come for you ever again, this was fucking stupid."
"Stop!" she was struggling to keep her pace with him, "Gendry, stop!" she grabbed him by the arm and it felt so wonderful for such a crucial moment, Arya was still fascinated by that feeling.
"Don't fucking touch me!" he pulled away immediately, turning to her. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I'm lowborn and no fit to be kin to m'lady, I'm sorry for being who I am. I'm sorry to be your fucking soulmate!"
Arya never thought he'd say those things, or even think about them. But here he was, lashing out on her in pure fury. She wanted to calm him down, reassure him, fall for his embrace, but she was almost scared. "What are you talking about? I'd never-"
"You are embarrassed of me," he said it as a fact, "I can see it, I can hear it in your voice, and I can feel it in my guts. So here, I'm leaving, have a good night with your friends." His voice was clear, he knew she was lying when she said they were. Godsdamnit, how could she forget that he knew when she wasn't saying the truth? He was right, but oh so wrong. She wasn't embarrassed of him, she was embarrassed of them.
"What's going on in here?" Jon's angry voice reached her as an alarm, "Ar, who's this?"
"Oooh shit." Theon looked at them, knowing exactly what was happening.
"I'm a nobody." Gendry said with a furious grunt, heading for the gates. "Good night, Ar."
Jon didn't like that answer, nor the way he was yelling at her before, Arya knew. Theon pulled him back when Jon tried to walk after him, giving him a shake of the head and pointing at their sister. She was standing there like a statue, her face made of stone and an empty gaze at the back of her soulmate who was leaving her in this state. She messed up, Arya realized, she messed up big time. He won't ever come for her again. He wasn't lying when he said that.
"Sister?" Jon called with concern.
"Arya? Hello?" Theon waved his hand in front of her, but she was not responsive, he understood. "Look, sis, it's a guy thing... they bottle shit up from you, then just burst it all at once."
That was so true it wasn't even funny.
"What the heck are you talking about?!" Jon seemed very confused.
Theon turned to him in irritation, "Dude, your soulmate must a godsdamn fortune teller or something. You know fucking nothing."
"I think I wanna cry." Arya said, emotionless.
"Yes," Theon nodded at her, "Cry in front him, guys are scared of that. It might work."
Jon was still out of the picture. "Seriously, what's-"
"But I didn't even do anything..."
"That's the thing, Ar, you girls claim that we fuck shit up, but girls are fucked up. You turn us mad without even trying." Theon was lecturing, again, his words were so true and he wasn't realizing it.
She frowned, it was the first change of expression since Gendry left. "What an asshole though."
"Every man is an asshole at heart."
"Can someone fucking acknowledge my existence and tell me what in the seven hells is going on in here?!" Jon reached his limit.
Theon answered for her, "Look, buddy, it's not rocket science, what would leave our cutthroat sister in this condition? Still no ideas? I'll give you a hint, it consists of three letters, starts with M and ends with a G."
"Shit." Jon's jaw dropped. "Holy shit! That was Mag?!"
"Just look at him," Theon told Arya with a grin, pointing at his brother's mouth that was wide open. "Look at that stupid gaping face, we can put stuff in there."
Jon snapped out and slapped his hands away, Theon yelled 'Domestic abuse!' again, in pain. "You told fuckboy and not me?!"
"That's right, Jon." Theon wrapped a hand around Arya's shoulder, in amusement. "I'm her new bestfriend. We tell everything to each other."
"Fuck off." Arya told him, "I didn't tell him shit, he found out by his own."
"Yup, and she's back."
"You're not leaving right?" Arya asked.
"Like you said, we have more important things to do." Jon said, "Ghost is not out, but Summer is gone, we need to get him back before Catelyn makes an ado out of it. Then I'll go."
"Jon, do you even know where she lives?"
"Not exactly..."
"Do you know anyone that knows her?"
"Ahh..."
"Do you have any idea what you'll do?!"
"No,"
"Then stop this fucking farce and get some sleep!" she snapped.
"Way to go, detective Conan." Theon remarked.
"What about Summer?"
She put her hands in the air, "He's with Bran, obviously."
"Wait a second," Theon said, "You knew and you sent us there anyway?"
"Yeah, pretty much." She shrugged, "Imagine a conversation with you and Mag!"
"She has a point." Jon nodded, "What are you going to do?"
Arya was already on her way inside, she looked at her knuckles, "I'm going to destroy my hands."
She left them there, craving for her punching bag more than ever. But the moment she stepped into her room and came face to face with the poster of Gendry's face the urge was gone. She lied on her stomach and screamed into her pillow, still trying to understand what happened to him in there. There must be a reason for his outburst, why would he think she was embarrassed of him? He was perfect. Only twenty four, Gendry was already famous and getting job offers from production companies, he was going to travel the world, like she always wished she would. He might've been ill-mannered but the guy was ridiculously charming and good looking, he was everything she ever wanted, more accurately, she never wanted anything more until she met him.
Arya put on her headphones, and listened Lana Del Rey whispering to her soul, with a song she considered as her own bible.
I was in the winter of my life
And the men I met along the road were my only summer
At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them
When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing
How I had been living, they asked me why
But there's no use in talking to people who have a home
They have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people
For home to be wherever you lie your head
I was born to be the other woman
Who belonged to no one
Who belonged to everyone
Who had nothing
Who wanted everything
With a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about it
She sighed, listening to every word and letting it wash over her. The song was about freedom and dreams, and an endless ride, but she found every line reminding her of Gendry. Unfortunately, Lana didn't give her a resolve, but she gave a determination. So she sought for help, and she knew just the man for the job.
"Hello?" Edric answered her at the third ring.
"Edric, I want to ask you something," she told him over the phone.
"Sure, Arry, go ahead."
"Alright, cut the bullshit." She sat up, "We both know you know."
"Okay," he sounded confused, "Let's pretend I know what you know I know, which I don't know if I know or not. So, what do I know?"
"What the bloody hells are you talking about?!"
"Sorry," he coughed, "Seriously, what do I know?"
"Who am I?"
"A-Arry-"
"You're Arya Stark." A familiar voice interrupted him, "Like for gods' sake that's a common fact."
"Mya?" Arya asked.
"Mya! We promised!" Edric said in panic, "Look Arya- I mean Arry, my sister is kinda drunk-"
"No I'm not. And you are a pathetic liar." she said.
"She's still on her third glass, four to go." Another voice said.
"Bella?" Arya was confused, "Hold up, am I on speaker?"
"No!"
"Yes, Lady Arya." Mya said.
"Who's there?"
"Everyone." Barra said, "Hi Arya."
Edric was horrified, "I'm sorry Arr-Arya, they made me do it."
"You fuckers knew?!"
"Gods. Of course we knew," Mya said, "Like how dense do you think we common folk are?"
"Is Bullhead there?"
"Nope," Bella answered, "That dick ditched our sacred poker night."
"He said he had personal business." Barra explained.
"And since we all know how lifeless our brother is..." Mya added, "I take that he was with you."
Arya rubbed her face, "Since when did this happen?"
"Since his eighteenth nam-"
"I mean when did he tell you?!" Arya yelled.
She heard everyone laughing.
"Actually, lady," Bella was saying, "There's a very funny story about that."
"Cut that lady crap. I've known you guys for a while now!"
"Arya, listen." Edric said, "I'm not sure about you, but Gendry found out at the night of the Brotherhood concert. You have no idea how... troubled he was."
"Troubled?" Bella laughed, "The idiot looked like Melisandre herself had just given him a blowjob."
"Gods Bella, don't say it like that!" Barra interrupted, "Arya, he was shocked, like really shocked."
"It took all four of us to make him come on stage and make a decent performance," Mya said, "The fool wanted to go after you but you disappeared, thank the seven."
"She meant that in a good way," Barra added.
"Yeah she did," Edric said, "Arya, he was really ahhm.. anxious to meet you again after that."
"More like he was going batshit crazy for months."
"Stop talking like that in front of her!" Barra panicked, "Anxious, Arya, the word is anxious."
"What she said-"
"Stop sugar coating shit! Both of you!" Arya lost her temper, "Mya, you do the talking. The rest, quiet!"
"Bossy..." Bella muttered.
"Anyways," Mya said, "He was looking and asking about you and shit got really creepy at some point." There were some shushes but she continued anyway, "And finally, he gets to see you again, and guess how broken he was when you didn't even recognize him."
"What?" Arya was shocked by all this, it was like reading a biography of Gendry Waters, very exclusive.
"He thought you'd know and be all over him like he was, but well, life is a bitch."
"But now you know so that's off the book." Edric tried to be reassuring.
"And do you have any idea how much we heard his words over and over again?" Mya said in irritation.
"He kept on blabbering for weeks about how rude he was and his words weren't special and bla bla bla, ugh, that shit was so annoying." Bella told her, and the rest muttered in agreement.
"Shit." Arya was biting her nails now, listening to every word carefully. "But, I did..."
There was a long moment of silence, she heard some glasses clattering.
"YOU KNEW?!" they all screamed at once. Arya pulled the phone away at a safe distance.
"Oh gods, Arry." Edric said.
"How did you find it in your heart to do that?" Bella seemed angry.
"How cruel, Arya." Even Barra's soft voice was tense.
"Wow, I just lost all my regard of you." Mya was saying, "Well, if I had any."
"What?" Arya was startled, "What do you mean?"
"So you're basically telling us that all what Gendry said was true." Mya said.
"What did he tell you?!"
"He kept telling us that 'She must know' and 'She's ignoring me' and lots and lots of 'She doesn't see me fit for her soulmate' kinda shit." Bella said, making her tone gruff with every quote, trying to imitate his beautiful voice.
"Which turns out to be true." Mya told her.
"Shut up!" Arya had enough of this nonsense, she stood, clutching her phone in anger. "Fuck all of you! This is not why I didn't tell him! Your asshole of a brother made himself look oblivious too, he didn't just ignore me, he used to flirt with every woman in his sight and make sure to rub it on my fucking face!"
"Holy gods." Barra said, in disbelieve.
Mya was laughing loudly.
"Are we talking about the same Gendry here?" Edric asked, seriously.
Bella said, "You know him, Arya, right? Our brother? Short black hair... blue eyes... bulky as fuck..."
"Fuck off!"
"Do all ladies talk like that?" Mya said in between laughter, "I'm crying, I'm actually crying."
"Look, Arya, our Gendry doesn't flirt, okay. He doesn't have that setup programmed in him." Bella explained, "He might be nice, engage in an active conversation, be charming... even though he never knows it, but he doesn't intentionally flirt. I'm talking from experience here, he just gets red and really angry."
"Wait," Arya's mouth was open in disgust, "You flirted with your own brother?!"
"Hey, lady, I didn't know he was my brother back then, alright?" Bella said, "I don't do incest, what am I? Queen Cersei?"
"Didn't we agree to never mention that as long as we live, Bell?" Mya was disgusted as well.
"Wait, but let me understand this." Edric came back, "Why didn't you tell him?"
"I was-" Arya breathed in, "I guess I was scared. Your fucking brother is a walking sex god, okay?! Let's be honest here. And he hates ladies, don't convince me otherwise." She had no idea why she was letting out her heart continents to this bunch of idiots, it felt like she was talking to her own siblings, the similarity was evident.
There was a quiet moment, and gasps and 'Aww's. Mya talked first. "Oh goodness, wait til Gendry hear this."
"No!" Arya immediately interjected, "He must not hear anything I said, you hear me? Nothing. This conversation never happened."
"Then you tell him."
She closed her eyes, "Where is he?"
"At Mott's," Edric told her, "He sounded pretty pissed when I called him. Probably venting his anger on those cars again."
"Alright, send me the address." She walked to her closet, "I'm out." she closed the line, and took out her gloves, then thought better of it and threw them away, she needed to be barehanded.
Now Arya was really prepared for her punching bag.
An hour later, she found herself driving to a workshop in the middle of King's Landing, at one past midnight. It took her a lot of stealth and convincing to go out of the mansion without trouble, and now she was pulling away in the middle of the road and heading to the shop with the dim lights and spooky sounds coming out of it, it was perfect for her mood.
Her combat boot heels clacking with the pavement, her feet strutting and her jacket dragging away silently with the wind, Arya made it to the garage door and stood there, watching his upper body hidden under a car and hearing sounds of screws and metal fighting. In a way, it was captivating to watch from her spot, with him not noticing and for once not being angry or irritated by her.
"I thought I was clear, Arya." Gendry suddenly said after a while, she was startled that he knew she was there.
"You weren't." she said as calmly as she can, promising herself earlier that there won't be any screams and shouts this time.
Gendry rolled out with the mechanic creeper, and sat up to look at her face to face. He was wearing a grey tank top that was covered in oil and dust, which were on his face and shoulders as well, and gods he even managed to pull out that look as sexy without even trying. He pulled his legs together and placed his hands on his knees, one with a screw driver and the other with oil clothe. "Alright then, which part of stay the fuck away didn't you get?"
"Can you stop being a dick just for a few minutes? Is it that freaking hard?!" The promise was already broken.
He lied back and slid under the car, "Get out, Arya."
"Fuck it!" she turned back and started for her car, what was she thinking in the first place? Maybe his siblings were just putting in a good word for him, there couldn't be a more contrast between what they said and what Gendry showed her, yet somehow her feet found their way back, in front of him instead of away. "Gendry, come out." he didn't respond. "Come the fuck out or I swear to the gods I'll stab your stupid leg with one of those screws!"
He stopped, and it took him a while to straighten himself, and eventually he was standing right in front of her, or above her, the guy was practically a mountain. "You're the worst example of a lady I've ever seen or even imagined."
"Yeah, well, fuck you too." She answered him, "What the heck was that back there?!"
"Well, you were too ashamed to be seen with me in front of your "friends"" he pulled his fingers for quotation marks on the word. "And I don't like to take shit from people."
"I wasn't ashamed you Bullheaded fuck!" she snapped, "They were my brothers, world's most biggest embarrassment that the gods punished me for whatever reason they had."
"Wait," he frowned, "Your brothers?"
"Yeah, who the heck did you think they were?!"
"Oh, I thought, one of them-" he paused, "Shit, never mind."
"No, I will mind." She said, "If you knew all along, then why were a constant ass? Why didn't you just tell me, why would you flirt with all these girls? Do you think I like to take shit from people?!"
"Wait hold on," he looked confused, "I flirt?" Godsdamnit, he looked more confused than his own siblings at that.
"Seriously now?!" This was getting ridiculous, "Lemme give you a fucking example. Oh Gendryyy... your arms are soo big and strong!" she made her voice a girly squeak, "Oh yes, I work out a lot." This time it was a thick voice, another failed attempt to imitate his angelic one. "Oh I'm sorry I just pumped into you on fucking purpose! – Oh don't worry I'm just big! "
Gendry blinked, either from her amazing drama act she just pulled or that he was speechless. "You have a very selective memory, M'lady."
"Oh I have more examples!"
"Please don't" he stopped her with his hands, "All I just heard was casual conversation and a very poor voice copying, I might add."
"Just... fuck off!" she didn't have anything else to say.
He smiled, "You like to leave the last parts out, don't you?"
"Sorry I don't memorize every fucking flirty conversation of yours by heart!"
"No, but you seem to forget the important parts." He said, "The girl you just mentioned, I was about to tell you but she interrupted me, you know what she said? She told me that it was a shame I'm not her soulmate, and I told her, I already found mine. And when I turned around, you were gone, like seriously, you should stop doing that every time I try to do something." Everything he said felt like a dagger, a dagger of embarrassment, "And the other girl, if I recall correctly, I told her, you never know when your-"
"Soulmate would show up..." she finished for him, wanting to slap herself.
"See? So you do memorize them by heart." He smiled at her like she was an idiot.
"But you said, she might be around somewhere-"
"Exactly Arya, and I was looking at you when I said that!" he seemed frustrated. "And I even sang a bloody song for you!"
"You did?"
"Yeah, on the day of our fight, I was putting my heart and soul into it, but you didn't even seem to give a dusty fuck, that's why I got mad."
"How would I know it's for me?!"
"Really? Really? The lyrics were 'Her eyes and words are so icy. Oh but she burns. Like rum on the fire. Hot and fast and angry as she can be. I walk my days on a wire' For fuck sake, woman!"
"Cherry Wine is a good song," she said, nodding absentmindedly.
"Oh yeah? And what did I order from you after that, per se?"
"Cherry Wine," she put a hand on her forehead.
"Her you go. Like I said, a very selective memory." Gendry said, annoyed, "And don't you even dare mention the girls I talk to, even if I do that on purpose, it's just a payback."
"For what?!"
"You really wanna go there?" he started, "You talk to guys all the time and ignore me, like, I've never seen you talking to a girl friend or an old man for a change."
"Who?" Arya was beginning to feel like a stupid child.
"I can make a fucking list. First, there's that purple beard guy who never seems to leave you alone. And that white haired guy, and the big eared one, the one at your age, the brown haired one, there's that handsome ginger, a fat one, a blond one, and those brothers I saw today. I can go on all day."
She blinked; he was mentioning Daario, Aegon, Pyp, Bran, Grenn, Robb, Hot Pie, Lommy, Theon and Jon, respectively. He had the time to notice all that?
"The people you mentioned are my brothers and their friends," she told him, not knowing what else to say. "Gods, what goes on inside your head?"
He glared at her, and spoke sarcastically. "A lot, a lot of things, you can't even imagine the happiness you give me."
"Gendry," she finally remembered what she wanted to say when she came here, "Can I ask you something?"
"Go ahead."
"Who's your dream woman?"
The question took him off guard but he answered anyway, "She has grey eyes, and brown hair. She is skinny and has a very athletic body that I just can't stop staring at. She's hot as fuck but she doesn't seem to realize it."
Arya gulped, his words were electric shots painfully stung in her body and heart, over and over again, but she made herself say, "I... I mean, befor-"
He shook his head, "I never had a dream girl before I met you."
Her hands were shaking, "But you hate highborn ladies."
"So what? I hate humans too, in general, that doesn't mean I can't love one."
"Stop." Arya found herself saying when his gaze and words became too much, it would've been a lot easier if she didn't know he was lying or not, at least in a normal situation she would convince herself it's just normal guys' bullshit. But this was far from it.
"What?"
"Stop... looking at me like that!" she tried, but she couldn't turn away, it was almost forbidden.
His head only came closer with every second, and his voice fainter. "Like what?"
"Like you want to kiss me..." she didn't know if this one was a thought, or an actual statement said aloud.
"I always want to kiss you."
This was dangerous, he wanted her, she wanted him, it was too much. She had to find a way out before something unplanned happened. "I-I don't-" She couldn't handle it anymore, Arya turned around and started for the door.
"You are lying." With a quick forceful motion, Gendry grabbed her by the arm, whirled her around, and pressed his lips hard on her mouth. Somehow Arya's lips found their way and reacted, he pushed her until she was pressed tightly against him and the wall, her small body brushing against his tall, muscular one. Gendry moved his hand to cup the back of her neck, protecting it with his knuckles, groaning against her mouth.
It was loud, and wild, she felt it vibrating in her mouth, the blood rushing through her, fast and hurried, as her skin reacted insanely under his touch, again, she realized she never wanted anything but him, to feel his embrace and his lips on hers, doing magic and turning her crazy. His lips claimed her, owned her, and she never felt something half as good. Their bodies moved together, hard muscle on a petite frame, and soon it wasn't enough, and she felt her head light as a feather.
She could feel the frantic heartbeat against her chest, thundering, whether it was his or Arya's, it did not make any difference, Gendry's other hand moved , trailing under her top, stroking her skin and grabbing her by the waist to keep her there, he moved up until he was an inch under her breast and stopped so they could get a breath, they inhaled heavily against each other, his forehead on hers. "Fuck." Gendry breathed in and managed a soft whisper in her ear."You should go."
It was difficult to manage straight words at that, "What? Why?"
"Before I can't control myself any longer."
Arya nodded, "I should-"
"Yes, now, right this instant."
Arya pulled herself away from under him, and for a few moment she didn't feel whole anymore, there was something missing, something that can be occupied by one person, she hurried off and for an instant walked the wrong way, and then back to where her vehicle was. She stepped back, needy to say something, "I'll see you, Waters."
"Oh, you fucking will."
And all the ride back home, Arya had a smile on her face that she was sure wouldn't disappear anytime soon.
