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Everyone in her family knew what happened. The first Sunday she came home was the worst, there were family friends over at her parents' house. They all kept telling how sorry they felt for her and with fake pity in their eyes. The only ones who were truly sorry for her, were Robb and Sansa. Maybe Bran also a little bit, but he tried to comfort her with the words: "It's probably for the better."

She didn't want to hear those words, she wanted to hear the opposite that they could work it out, that it was just a small break. No one said that to her. Sansa just hugged her and told her that they would do some fun stuff the coming weeks and surprisingly hanging out with Sansa was fun. She didn't talked about boys or took her shopping. No they went for coffee and after that something stronger. They had been to a movie and she had invited Arya to a girls night, but that hadn't sound appealing. Sansa's friends were still too much from the higher society and she wasn't ready to get questions and remarks on her choices.

Robb had hugged her and was the only one who asked what happened. She finally could do her whole story. That was one of the only moments she had let herself cry in front of someone. Robb just hold her and listened, without commenting and Arya was really grateful for that.

Now it was the fourth week already after their break up. It felt just like yesterday, the pain was still the same and she had a lot of memories of the good times. She had pulled her last cart past week. The last chance for them to talk and make up, ok first make up and talk after that. Maybe it wasn't really the right way to use her body, she just hoped he had followed her. She had waited a short while and then she heard the shower and knew that he wouldn't come for her. Now she thought about it, that act had been stupid. She knew Gendry better than that, if he made a decision he stood by it. Once it was a characteristic of him that she found undoubtly attractive, now it was annoying. She was getting frustrated and knew in that moment that she had to move on, but how?

There was surprisingly no one else but her family at home. She took in the situation, everyone which include her parents, Robb, Sansa, Bran and even Jon at the table, Rickon was with a friend or that was her mother's explanation.

"Arya we need to talk," she looked at her father and she wondered what this was about. She made her way to the chair next to Robb and sat down. She eyed everyone cautiously and then looked at her father.

"About what?" she could feel the tension grow and she already felt anxious. Her parents were already prying on her since she broke the news of their break up. Last weekend luckily something scandalous had happened, she didn't remember what it was, just that it was terrible in her mother's opinion. Which meant that she could take the level of how terrible it was with a grain of salt. The other reason this was worse is that there would be no one else and that could only mean one thing. This was planned.

Jon started the conversation, "Arya I think you should get out of the apartment it isn't good to stay so close to your ex. And you can always crash at our place, we can turn the study room into a spare bedroom, me and Ygritte both don't use it."

"I agree with Jon, Arya, did you and Gendry already talked what you are going to do with the apartment? You should get rid of it as fast as possible otherwise you never get over it. You know you are always welcome in your old home, I know it's far from your work. But I'm sure you could get some days of to re-organize and get time to find a new home."

"You know that I live even closer to your work than you do now. I know I don't have a spare room, but my couch is ok and your always welcome. And I would think you prefer to live with a woman than with Jon and Ygritte and their shagging."

At that her mom made a very disturbed sound and the course of conversation wasn't pin-pointed on her anymore. She held in the breath that she was holding, she couldn't just let it go, that would draw attention. She blew the air out of her nose and kept thinking about what her family had said. They had been right. Of course they had been right. She ignored Robb who still looked mostly at her and he raised an eyebrow when she met his eye. She just looked away and wondered why she hadn't talked to Gendry.

Actually it was quite easy, last Monday she had one last hope, the last shimmering of hope that everything would be alright. That was gone now, she just didn't know how to start a normal conversation with Gendry. They hadn't really talked since their break-up, not a word that didn't end in a shouting match and that was the time she threw him out of the room.

It just didn't sound right, what her mother had said. 'A new home.' She was happy in their apartment, but that was the problem wasn't it? She didn't want to give up her old life and the apartment still linked them. Now she also wondered why Gendry hadn't start the conversation, did he also didn't want to give up? Had he still hope? She felt the feeling of hope grew and she immediately tried to ban it, it would only hurt more in the end. They were over, they both made it clear. They didn't had a future together, their worlds collided and it would just never work. Now those reasons sounded lame, it had already worked for years? Why wouldn't it work now? She had been perfectly happy.

"Arya, arya, ARYA!"

She looked up with a start, "Sorry daydreaming."

Sansa shook her head, but smiled. "I was wondering when you would bring your stuff over at my place?"

"Wait, what!?" Arya's eyes widened and then she took a breath," Sansa I'm really grateful for your offer, but if I have to choose between a bed or a couch the choice isn't that hard." She tried to laugh, to make a joke out of it. Of course that didn't work, she needed to come with something smart soon or she would lose. "Besides Robb and I are going to discuss the selling of the apartment with Gendry and look for a place for me, right Robb?" She pleaded with him, begged him with her eyes. The only problem was, Robb will do exactly this now with her in one of the coming days. Smart move.

The only good thing was that Robb nodded and confirmed what she said with a smile.

"Why didn't you tell us earlier, me and your siblings were really worried that you would keep living with him for half a year."

Sansa started laughing then and no one knew why until she explained it, "Mom even thought you would get back together, because you keep living together."

"That isn't a strange thought you know. Old feelings can come back when you stay close together. In this way she will never get over the break-up, go on with life, meet a new man."

The first thing Arya thought was: it are no old feelings. The second she clearly still wasn't done mourning over the break-up and she definitely wasn't interested in a new man in this moment. That would be much too soon. She still lived with Gendry and they had been together for years, she couldn't already see other men. It would be good for her to enjoy a single life she was sure of that.

After the talk, dinner was served. Sansa and her mother discussed some social event, while Robb and Bran next to her talked about Bran's university. Her father hadn't talked all this time. He was now talking silently with Jon, but overall they were silent and it gave Arya the chills. She just silently ate her food and listened to the limited conversations around her. Not that the conversation about the upcoming dance was interesting, and she didn't really follow the explanation of Bran about a course from him. The only thing she could think about is the talk she needs to have with Gendry. She still couldn't grip the idea that she had to move out of her home. It felt so unreal, they had lived there for more than four years and she couldn't imagine to live anywhere else. It was going to be hard to leave it behind, it was hard to leave the life she had lived for years behind. It were the best years of her life, she was sure of that. No nagging from Sansa that she would be alone forever, having her own place with her boyfriend without overprotective brothers around, it was perfect. Especially the free times at home, she didn't have to worry about being caught in the act. They could just walk around naked, and well did other stuff naked. She wondered if she ever will be that comfortable with anyone else again. No it doesn't need to be like that, she was going to work on her new life.

"Arya I will call you about the date for that meeting. Just know when you and Gendry both have time." She hugged Robb goodbye. She also will leave soon now, since when did she preferred her older brother? She used to favor Jon and after him Bran, because they were closer in age. She still favored Jon she had to admit, only not when the topic of discussion was her ex-boyfriend.

After dinner she had a good talk with Jon about everything but her situation. He told her about Ygritte and how she was doing and that Arya should come by for dinner sometime soon. It felt still restrained, but maybe when she moved out of the apartment her relationship with Jon will be back to normal. That was the first positive thing about it all and it couldn't possibly outweigh all the con's.

The first thing her father said to her was when she walked out the door. "Arya I'm really glad that you broke-up. I'm sure you will see in the end that it was the best thing to do." He hugged her but instead of feeling warm she felt cold because of his words. She never understood why her father didn't like Gendry. He had never showed any disrespect to people with a lower income. She just nodded and then stepped into her car. Sunday dinner didn't go as normal and it left her with a worse feeling than she already had. She just couldn't shake the discomfort off and the idea that most of her family had been so happy that she broke up.

The apartment was dark and quiet when she entered it. She hadn't noticed it was so late until it was dark out when she drove away. She spied Gendry laying on the couch and silently tiptoed passed him. Not because she cared for him and wanted him to get a good rest, but because she was not ready to confront him just yet. After she drank a glass of water she looked a little bit better at him. He looked so peaceful in his sleep and her heart ached. Yes she had to move out otherwise her demeanor would break. It was normal to still care for someone after being together for 5 years, right?
His blanket had fallen of the couch by his legs and she pulled it back over him. Not because she cared.
She also didn't look at him with longing. And she also didn't caressed his cheek gently now he was asleep and she had the opportunity. And she absolutely didn't give him a kiss on the top of his head, didn't notice the smile in his sleep, before she went to bed herself. It was just one slip, that made her feel all kind of things. She started to reconsider and then she thought about what her mother and Sansa had said about feelings. Her feelings never left the whole fight was about feelings.
She knew now for sure she needed to move out or at least one of them. She couldn't live with Gendry anymore. But she also couldn't live anywhere else, she loved this apartment.
She is going to call Robb tomorrow to make an appointment with him and she will just write a note to Gendry, he will be there, for sure.