Yep yep making up for the moments i couldn't upload
holiday starts in like 3 days, so i should be able to get more writing done and post more chapters! like the last chapter, listen to the song if you want :)
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"Honestly, my love, don't you remember?" he continued to sing. His voice hurt her ears, his fingers broke her skin, and his mind, destroyed her heart.
"It was back in school, before you and Gendry," he spat his name out like poison, "started dating." Feigning ignorance, Arya continued to listen; anything, any small detail to keep him distracted would help her escape. She needed to listen and hope her death would not come so soon.
"It was during, what is it called? We had our electives, and you chose physical education as opposed to dancing and sewing with all the other ladies. And the girls that did chose the class were just prancing little sluts looking for men without shirts. Brienne wasn't happy with them," giggled Ramsay.
None of this made sense; so she did enjoy her physical education classes; waterdancing, archery, all the arts of fighting. She would not be cramped in cage with all the other girls.
What did Ramsay have to do with this?
"I was one of those boys. Although you never noticed. tsk tsk, my love. But now you know me and that's all that matters!" beamed Ramsay, like a child with a new toy.
"You were tough and graceful; the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my whole life! And I've made an effort to see beautiful things." he cooed; his words made her sick, made her soul wreathe in disgust, for everyone knew what he did to see beautiful things.
"Not one boy would stop watching you when you fought, graceful and elegant, you caught the attention of every single boy in class, mine included. I knew from then, I had to have you; there wasn't a world were you and I could ever be apart.
But then, you went out with that awful Gendry. A bully, a stupid useless boy, a stupid bull. Useless and ugly and stupid. Aren't you glad you have me now?
Anyway, back to class. I was struggling, and everyone knew waterdancing was your gift. You were the most beautiful creature to ever dawn this earth, my love. You could slice through anything, and make it look like art. You made art with practice dummies, and I knew it my heart, that one day, we'd make art together. Art with blood.
And then you offered to help me. I declined, but I knew. I knew we would spend more time together in the future.
Because you and I are meant to be." Ramsay said, his "dance" ending, and he inched closer and closer to Arya's body. Soon the candles died out, and they were left together in darkness, but for better or worse, Arya did not know.
Squeeze the handle
Blow out the candle
Blindness
"Ghost, come to me Ghost," called Jon, as he got out of the car and stepped into the forest. The Boltons owned these lands; Lord Bolton was conveniently out of town, and his son, missing.
Ghost explored the lands beyond the Bolton's home. The only people that were in the household were some of Ramsay's men, and a few servants. Jon had asked around for Ramsay's whereabouts, but none seemed to know.
Well, except for one. He had a pallid complexion; his eyes would dart across the room, and avoided Jon's gaze. His hands and face sweaty, like he was anxious to get everything over with. There was something he knew, something he wasn't telling them.
His name was Skinner.
Love is blindness
I don't wanna see
Won't you wrap the night
Around me
