Game of Thrones: Unwanted Attention

Chapter 10 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.

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Chapter 10

Kevan Frey glared as he stood by the main entrance to the school, waiting impatiently.

'It's taken too long, this is getting ridiculous. I've been patient, I've played her games, but still she thinks it's okay to keep on playing.' He thought angrily. 'Take a fucking hint Arya Stark, I am the one for you and I've shown you that, you need to accept the truth and accept my offer already.'

He knew of her wilfulness and tomboy nature; something that he knew was unacceptable.

He shook his head. 'She needs to learn to act properly, she's a girl of high class and needs to act like it. Once she accepts the truth and once we're together; everything will be perfect.'

He grinned, already everything was forming the way it should in his head. His grin only widened when he saw Arya arriving at school at last. She seemed lost in thought, inappropriately dressed as usual in ripped jeans and a T-shirt far too big for her.

'Obviously her brother's.' He told himself.

He approached her, grinning widely; yet not helping his actual mood she glared at him; that was wrong.

"Hey Arya, so..."

Arya rolled her eyes. "Urgh, what now?"

Kevan tensed; this was not how it was supposed to go. But then he saw something else, something which pushed him over the edge.

For as they stood, facing each other, he saw the marks on Arya's neck, there was no mistaking them, hickeys.

"What the fuck?"

She blinked, startled. "Huh, what?"

He pointed. "There, on your neck, those..."

"Oh..." She gasped, quickly covering her neck with her hand; muttering to herself. "Urgh I warned him..."

Kevan stepped up to her, growling. "You're cheating on me with..."

"Okay, stop right there. I'm not cheating on you, fucking idiot." She snapped. "We're not together, we never were and we never will be! I've made it clear, so many fucking times; I'm with someone, it's not an excuse, I'm really dating someone else and have been for over a year."

Gesturing to her neck, whilst fumbling in her pocket she continued. "If those aren't enough for you, here."

She pulled out her phone and showed a picture to him. It was a picture of Arya, along with a tall muscular dark haired man, at least five years older than her.

Kevan scoffed. "Oh please, that's..."

Arya put her phone away and shook her head. "That's Gendry, my boyfriend, we're happy together and I have no intentions of leaving him."

Kevan shook his head; this wasn't going as he planned, he needed to fix this.

Not giving up he spoke firmly.

"Listen Arya, this is ridiculous; so the guy's real, fine. But you deserve so much better, especially someone who is important and worthy of you, like me." He explained.

"Think about it, you're part of the high society as am I, we're meant for each other. Trash like him could never be worthy, look at what he's doing to you, making you act out against what is proper, you should be..."

Arya growled. "Don't even fucking finish that sentence. You elitist, chauvinistic pig, I ought to..."

Kevan froze, this wasn't right, she was supposed to see the light, instead she was rejecting him. That wasn't right, she had no right to do so.

"Arya, you are supposed to be..."

"I am not yours, never yours, now listen and listen good." She snapped. "I am done with your shit, if you bother me again I will take action. Now excuse me, I have to go. Oh and if you dare say one thing against Gendry again, I will not be responsible for my actions, I love Gendry and that is all!"

With that she turned and stalked away, leaving Kevan Frey behind, furious.

Glaring as he watched her go, yet still his libido drew his attention to the sway of her hips as she walked.

'How dare she, this...this is bad, she's further gone than I thought. I can't let this lie.' He thought frantically. 'I need to sort this problem quickly, to make Arya see sense, see the error of her ways, before it truly is far too late.'

Turning away he glowered darkly as already his plans began to form.

'There's only one thing for it, only one way to stop this, one way to see Arya learn what she needs to learn.'

So he left, still forming his plans.


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