Game of Thrones: What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger
Chapter 14 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
Chapter 14
Myrcella sighed as she exited her bedroom; she was feeling much calmer, all thanks to Robb. It had been three days since it all started, yet she still suffered. She faces constant taunting and humiliation at school and even at home she got no rest, thanks to Joffrey. Luckily Robb was always there to comfort her, calling her to check up on her, even taking her out on a surprise date last night.
'Even worse, I now know who was responsible; I never thought of her…' Myrcella noted sadly. 'Lyndis Sarsfield of all people…I know her sister Melynda too; but…Melynda is so nice and sweet. If it wasn't for her encouragement Lancel would probably have never got together with Amerei.'
She shook her head as she made her way downstairs; still thinking of Lyndis Sarsfield, who practically admitted she was the one who found Myrcella's phone, saw the pictures and copied them, ready to spread them around the school.
She pondered dismayed. 'How could she be so horrible; so…envious? She wants to be popular; yet make me suffer, make anyone suffer…That's terrible.'
Shaking her head sadly at the thought of that girl; she made her way to the dining room for dinner.
She tensed as she entered the dining room; there was nobody else there except for Joffrey.
Joffrey smirked at her. "Hey slut."
Myrcella tightened her fist, they were shaking; she held back tears, knowing Joffrey was just getting started. But then, another voice.
"Enough Joffrey!"
Both turned, Joffrey shocked and Myrcella relieved, to see their father standing there, glaring.
Joffrey became indignant. "Dad, she…"
Robert cut him off however.
"I said enough!"
"Indeed." Their mother said, entering, also glaring. "That is no way to treat your sister. Besides, those pictures, you're making such a big deal out of photoshopped images…"
Myrcella blushed as she realized that her mother wasn't aware of the truth.
"Mom, dad…they're not, photoshopped." She admitted sadly.
There was silence after that, Robert and Cersei looked awkward.
Cersei shook her head however. "It doesn't change the fact that your brother needs to respect you. I saw the pictures, they aren't whorish or anything!"
Joffrey scoffed. "Mum, she acted like one, those pictures…"
"Enough; I will not have slut-shaming under this roof!" Cersei said sharply.
Myrcella smiled; relieved that her parents were at least understanding and Joffrey wouldn't get away with his behaviour.
'I really needed that; Thank the Gods not everyone is against me…I just wish things were easier at school.' She thought to herself.
Still, happy with how things currently were, she joined her family, including Tommen who walked in at that moment.
In the Sarsfield house, in one of the bedrooms, a sixteen year old girl was seated by her bed, smirking. She had long brown hair, chocolate brown eyes, fair skin and was slightly shorter than average. The girl was Lyndis Sarsfield; younger daughter of Melwyn Sarsfield and his wife, Shierle Sarsfield, nee Swyft.
She was a smart yet jealous and haughty girl, a plot maker; she had formed her current scheme to ruin the school's golden child, Myrcella Baratheon.
'Excellent.' She thought to herself. 'Soon she'll be all alone, friendless and I'll be so popular, known as the one who exposed slutty little Cella for what she truly was.'
She stood up and considered the one picture she had held back; it was of Myrcella, taking the picture in the mirror. She was clad in only a black thong, but her back was turned to the camera, taking the shot in the mirror over her shoulder.
She grinned. 'This will be the piece-de-resistance; will utterly ruin her, teach her to show her skinny little ass…Shame she wasn't brazen enough to show her tits, if you can call those puny little things that.'
She could hear her older sister Melynda downstairs and scowled.
'Urgh, just you wait Melynda, thinking you're so great with your friendship with Lancel; well just wait…Soon I'll be the golden girl and you'll be in second place.'
She composed herself, grinning; feeling that tomorrow would be great.
The following day, Friday, at school, Myrcella walked, shoulders set, tense.
"Hey slut, didn't know you were that desperate!" A girl called out.
Myrcella blushed; but refused to react, to give them satisfaction. She had just seen the latest picture to have gone up, one she hoped only Robb would see; one she thought hadn't been found by Lyndis.
She bit her lip. 'Gods, this can't get any worse; they're…even my friends are turning on me.'
Suddenly; as the laughter and taunts continued, a familiar voice spoke loudly and angrily.
"Urgh, will you lot all shut up, this is pathetic!"
Myrcella started; staring at the girl who yelled. 'Arya…?'
Arya Stark glared at the girls, who were suddenly quiet, shocked. "So, she took the pictures herself, big deal. You're all a bunch of idiots."
Myrcella smiled; touched that Arya was standing up for her. She recalled how she had helped Arya with her confidence issues earlier in the year. She knew that the Stark's always returned the favour whenever they were helped and was immensely grateful.
Then, truly surprising her, another girl spoke up in her defence, that girl being none other than Margaery Tyrell.
"Arya is right. Look at you, all of you!" She berated the gathered girls. "You're like children in preschool; I thought you might grow up in time, but clearly not. Yes, Myrcella made sexy pictures for her boyfriend. Do you know how hard it is for a girl to show herself in such a light? It takes confidence, trust and love."
Myrcella grinned; feeling even more grateful.
Margaery continued. "She feels loved and safe enough to do that for her man, you should be happy she found someone like that! But I get it; you're all just jealous because she's beautiful and feels confident enough to use it for her boyfriend."
That had an immediate effect; Lyndis could only watch in dismay as things started to turn on her. Word soon spread and those that taunted Myrcella, feeling guilty, were prepared to make amends, her plan came unravelled and she was once more forced to take second place.
Later that night, Devan and Shireen smiled as they returned to her home. It was empty surprisingly as her parents were both away for the night.
"That was fun Devan." Shireen remarked with a smile.
Devan nodded. "Yes; I know…I can't remember the last time I had such fun."
Shireen laughed and agreed; they had just been out on a double date with Edric and Joy. Both were dressed up nice, Devan in greenish jeans, a white long sleeved shirt, black socks and black shoes. Shireen was wearing a light blue knee length dress with a white pan collar and white flats.
They entered the house and quietly made their way up to her room; they had planned this already and knew what they wanted to do. Yet they were momentarily distracted, thinking about school earlier that day.
"It's good Myrcella's okay now." Shireen remarked; recalling the sudden turn of events which turned Lyndis' plan on its head.
Helping things along certainly was Margaery's reputation and own popularity.
Devan nodded. "Yeah, true. So um…"
Shireen grinned and kissed him, Devan immediately responded and they deepened the kiss. Shireen smiled into the kiss and when they finally parted they gasped for breath.
"Devan…" She gasped.
He smiled gently. "Are you sure Shireen, this is what you want?"
She nodded at once. "I am sure, I want this, I want you."
With that she immediately began to undress him.
Devan let out a sensual groan as his clothing was removed, until he was down to just his red boxers. Devan grinned and began to undress Shireen, her dress soon dropped and Devan gaped in amazement at her exposed breasts, with no bra and, most surprisingly, a rather sexy white thong.
"Gods…" He gasped.
Shireen grinned and laughed. "You like what you see?"
He nodded. "Oh…yeah…"
She laughed again and took his hands, guiding them to cup her breasts. Taking the hint Devan began to squeeze and massage them, making her moan; he smirked as he felt her small pink nipples stiffening under his palms.
That wasn't the only thing that reacted however; as Shireen then saw a noticeable bulge forming in Devan's boxers. Grinning, Devan pulled Shireen into a kiss, which she eagerly reciprocated and, using that to her advantage, removed his boxers and her thong. They then separated, both completely naked.
'Wow.' She thought as she eyed Devan's erect penis. 'It's huge…'
"You like?" Devan asked teasingly.
Shireen laughed. "You bet."
She then pulled him towards her and they fell back onto the bed, kissing. Stopping only long enough for Devan to pull on a condom, he positioned himself and thrusted. Shireen let out a gasp as he relieved her of her virginity.
He kissed her again and she responded; rolling her hips up to meet his. Taking this cue, Devan continued as they began to make sweet, passionate love.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
Just a point, while the Sarsfield family exists, only the parents are actual characters, Melynda and Lyndis are OCs.