Game of Thrones: What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger
Chapter 13 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
Chapter 13
It was Monday, the start of a new school week, Myrcella smiled to herself as she made her way into school. She had enjoyed a great weekend, having an excellent date with her boyfriend Robb, now she was ready for the start of another week.
However when she entered, she heard the whispering and then, suddenly, all eyes turned to her and several of them, mostly girls, grinned at her, in an unsettling way. She tried to ignore it, but before she went any further, she spotted something and froze, horrified. For there, tacked to the noticeboard, was a series of pictures.
'What, no…it…oh Gods.' She thought in dismay.
The pictures from her phone, the racy pictures she sent Robb, were the ones tacked to the noticeboard. She shook her head in disbelief and fear, looking from one picture to the next. One of her clad in sexy pink lingerie while kneeling on her bed.
Another of her posing by the pool in the back garden, wearing a light blue skimpy string bikini; another of her topless, but covering her breasts with her arm.
She shook her head; unable to comprehend how this happened. 'This is…how, someone must have got my phone, but who, how…they must've got it before Tommen found it…?'
She already felt tear pricking her eyes.
Whoever was responsible for this had also acquired and placed the pictures up of her clad in just her bra and skinny jeans, another of her in the bath, beckoning enticingly; soap bubbles obscuring her breasts and such. Finally, they had also got the picture of her lying on her front in bed, clad in a just a skimpy black T-back thong, showing her ass.
She blushed profusely; shocked and horrified that her privacy had been invaded this way; also shocked that someone would do this. All around her, people started laughing and one of the girls then spoke.
"Hey look, it's the slut from the pictures!" She called out loudly.
A boy laughed. "Myrcella; didn't know you sought a future as a porn star."
She tried to drown out the laughter; blushing, tears falling. "No, no, no!"
But they just laughed harder and then, even worse, she saw Joffrey approaching. He was grinning malevolently at her; eyeing the pictures with glee.
"You…" She choked out. "Did you…?"
Joffrey laughed. "Nope, someone beat me to it, whore."
She flinched at his words; shocked that her own brother would dare call her that. However his words made it clear that Joffrey hadn't found it, he wasn't responsible.
Myrcella let out a shaky sob. 'But if he didn't do it, who did?'
Joffrey continued however. "Well, well, my baby sister, the slut for the Northern Wolf; who could have guessed it?"
Unable to take the laughter and Joffrey's taunting; Myrcella, tears falling, fled. Running for her life; seeking to escape the people who were now eagerly slut-shaming her.
Joffrey's laughter in particular continued to ring in her ears as Myrcella made it to the girl's bathroom. She immediately rushed into one of the stalls, slammed the door shut, locking it before collapsing onto the toilet where she sat, crying non-stop.
"Why…Why?" She choked out; shocked at how quickly things had turned.
She had been popular; had many friends. Yet suddenly, with this, she was suddenly a target of ridicule. All because she took a few sexy pictures for her boyfriend. That was the key point; the invasion of her privacy, those pictures she had taken had been for Robb.
Yet someone had clearly stolen her phone and used them for their own gain, humiliating her in front of the entire school. She was jolted out of her tears by the sound of her phone; it indicated she had just received a text message. Wiping away tears she picked up her phone and sucked in a breath.
'Robb; oh Gods…what if, if he knew about this; he'd…' She thought in terror before gasping. 'Oh no, he does…'
She had opened the text and began to read, however as she read her terror of Robb finding out disappeared.
The text read: 'I just heard what's happened; I'm so sorry, I am responsible. Cella, I love you, this doesn't change anything.'
She smiled; relieved and once more feeling strong. Gathering her courage she wiped away her tears, pocketed her phone and prepared herself. She then left the bathroom, heading back out into the school.
Elsewhere, unaware yet of what was going on regarding Myrcella, Edric and Joy were sitting together, talking and laughing. They had spent time together over the weekend too; they had also begun to notice certain things about each other too.
Noticing he looked like wanted to talk about it, Joy got his attention. "Edric?"
Edric took the hint and spoke. "It's just…I was thinking, about the time we've spent together; while brief…It's been incredible, so much fun.
"Yeah, it was…also, being with you helps me forget about my…hardships." She hesitated before saying the last word.
Edric raised an eyebrow, concerned. "Oh?"
Joy nodded and he decided to see if it was something he could help with. "Such as?"
"I…" Joy began, shifting awkwardly in her seat; finally she straightened up and said. "My dad."
Edric winced. "Oh…I'm sorry."
She shook her head and smiled gently.
"It's alright, I don't…I don't mind talking about him." She said.
Joy's father Gerion had gone missing two years ago and was presumed dead; it had affected her deeply, but she seemed to be recovering. Deciding to then change the subject, and also talk about the certain feelings they had noticed; Edric spoke.
"Joy I um…" He stammered. "You know, we…We've kinda been…"
She grinned. "I know; although I don't know if…"
He smiled reassuringly. "It'll be fine."
"Do you think we could, give it a try?" She asked.
Edric nodded. "Of course, we can always try; it could work."
She smiled hopefully and then leaned closer; taking the hint Edric leaned in too and they kissed.
Finally school had ended for the day. It had been sheer hell for Myrcella who was walking towards the exit. She was desperate to escape; the whole day had been endless taunting and humiliation for her, all because she simply took some sexy pictures for her boyfriend and someone had spread them around the school.
"Off looking for a good fuck whore?" A girl called out.
She bit her lip, trying not to cry. Just then, another voice rang out and she froze, eye's wide.
"Speaking for yourself, you disgusting bully."
Standing there was a tall man of twenty-one with auburn hair and blue eyes; it was her boyfriend.
"Robb." She gasped.
Robb glared at the suddenly shocked crowd before turning to her and smiling.
"Hi love." He said softly, kissing her. "Let's go, get you away from here."
Myrcella nodded; trembling. "Thank you."
They left and got in Robb's car and he drove away. They drove for some distance, finally away from school before Myrcella broke down. Robb pulled the car over and stopped it before hugging her as she cried.
"It's going to be okay, I'm with you." He whispered gently.
Myrcella nodded, still sobbing, returning the hug.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.