Chapter 6

TW: ED behavior discussed in this chapter

Sansa Stark POV

I'm walking to lunch one day when Myranda, Ros and Shae walk by me. I don't even notice it's them until I hear Shae say, "Whore." At first, I didn't realize she was talking to me.

"What?" I finally ask.

"Don't act like you don't know," Ros says. "Myranda told us all the truth about you."

"What are you talking about?" I ask.

"Shut up, slut," Myranda says, pushing past me. I feel like I'm going to throw up, so I rush to the cafeteria. I need to figure out what's going on.

"Margaery," I say as I power walk up to the table and sit next to her. "Hey, Margaery."

"What?" She asks me. "Are you okay?" I think she can see I'm upset.

"Shae, Ros and Myranda just pushed me and called me a whore and a slut," I say. "I have no idea why. I mean, I know Myranda and Ramsay are back together, but I don't know why Ros and Shae are calling me a whore."

"Oh…" Margaery says. I can tell she knows something. "Ramsay and Myranda are kind of telling their friends some stuff about you."

"What stuff?" My heart is beating so fast, I feel like I'm dying.

"Well, Ramsay is saying that you cheated on him with multiple guys on our camping trip and then your brother blamed it on him and beat him up. He's also saying you accused him of pressuring you into sex when you were the slut all along, and that you were ugly and bad in bed."

"What?" I'm shocked. "You told him that's not true right? You were there."

"I don't talk to him anymore," she says. "Most of the people that were there graduated already or don't hang around us regularly."

"Why haven't you defended me?"

"If someone asks me about it, I will. But I wouldn't worry about it, he's not worth it."

That doesn't help me, I'm freaking out inside. I can't lose my status only my second year into high school. I feel like nothing I do is good enough. I'm never pretty enough, or skinny enough, or good enough at sex. I don't eat any of my lunch because I feel sick to my stomach. If I eat, I'll just throw up without even trying.

I don't have cheer today, so I don't even have that to distract me. When I get home, I want to just immediately go into my room and hide forever. Somehow, when Margaery drops me off no one else is home.

Before going to my room, I grab some chips and make a bagel with cream cheese. I take it up to my room and scarf it down, then I go back to the kitchen and grab another bagel and a chocolate bar. After I scarf that down, I feel disgusting. My anxiety builds up, and I can feel myself getting fatter. I run to the bathroom and purge it all up. I do feel better after doing it, I feel calmer. I'm glad I'm starting to get better at purging.

Jon Snow Stark POV

I come home from rock climbing practice, and as I'm walking to my room I can hear Sansa crying in hers. I debate not going in there, but I feel like I should. I knock on her door, and I just here her sniffling so I tiptoe into her room.

"Sansa?" I ask. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she says, muffled. She's laying in her bed with her face buried into the pillow. "Just some allergies."

"Sansa, I can tell you're upset. You can talk to me." She just sits up, hugging her pillow that's soaked with tears.

"Ramsay and Myranda are spreading rumors about me," she says between sniffles. "They're saying I'm a slut and that I falsely accused him of pressuring me into sex when I was the one cheating on him."

My eyes widen, and I can feel the rage boiling up inside me. "What?" I ask. "Why would they do that? That couldn't be further from the truth."

"Because Ramsay and Myranda are back together, and they hate me now."

"Do you need me to talk to Ramsay?"

"No!" She yells. "I'm glad you stood up for me on the camping trip, but I can handle this on my own."

"You know I'm worried about you," I say. "I hate that they're saying things that aren't true."

"Well I can handle it," she says. "I never asked for your advice, and I don't need you to rescue me."

"Let me know if you do," I say, walking out. I walk out of her room and into mine. My phone dings as I sit on my bed. It's a message from Dany.

*What's up?* She says.

*Not much, Sansa's having a hard time.*

Ding. *With what?*

*Apparently Ramsay is being a dick again. Saying shit about her that isn't true.*

Ding. *Wtf?!*

*Yeah, she doesn't want my help.*

Ding. *Let me know if she needs mine. I'll kick his ass.* I chuckle at that.

Dany is great, I'll never see how my father doesn't love her. Especially since he's barely met her. I didn't realize he could hate a family so much that he completely shuns every member of it. My dad's never been like that, he's always been accepting of people different than him. It'll never make sense to me.

Cersei Lannister POV

School is going decently, but I still miss Dany with all my heart. I started writing for the school paper, so at least that's something to focus on besides drinking. Jaime is out with Bronn and Jorah tonight while I'm at the apartment working on writing. I want him to have time with his guy friends, but I do feel lonely here.

Jaime walks in around 11 p.m. since he has class in the morning. "Hey," he says when he walks in. He gives me a hug and a kiss. "How's your work coming?"

"Pretty good," I say. "My research is making progress. Did you have fun?"

"Yeah, we went to a pizza place."

"I hope no girls hit on you."

"I did get one phone number," he says. "But I threw it out."

"You better have."

"What's wrong?" He asks after a pause. "You seem sad."

"I'm just a little lonely," I say. "I wish I was making friends like you are." I go and sit back on the couch.

"Well, maybe we could do something this weekend," he says, sitting on the couch with me. "We can invite Dany to stay with us, and she can meet Bronn and Jorah."

"That sounds like fun, are you sure?" I ask.

"Of course," he says. "I want you to have as much fun in college as I've been having."

"Okay," I say. "I'll go call her." I walk into our room and close the door, dialing her number.

"Hey," she says after a couple rings. "What's up?"

"Do you want to come stay with us this weekend?" I ask. "I know it's short notice, but we want to have some friends over and we thought it would be fun if you came and met them."

"Yeah, sure," she says. "I'll check with my dad, but count me in."

"Awesome."

"How's school going?"

"It's good," I respond. "I'm a little lonely, but Jaime's helping me get out there. I'm writing for the school paper, so I love that."

"That's great," she says before pausing. "Oh, Jon is calling me but I'll text you tomorrow."

"Okay bye. See you Saturday."

"Bye." I hate that she's so obsessed with Jon now that she's finally dating him. I know she lusted after him for years, but we literally grew up together. Maybe she'll realize she doesn't need to date someone still in high school when she sees more of what our life is like now in college.