The Hound, The Imp, and The Cripple // Sandor Clegane

Kill me

Arya made her way down to Sandor, he lay broken and bloody on the ground.

'You're still here?' he questioned her 'big bitch saved you' he muttered through labored breaths. 'Where is kitty?'

'I don't need saving' arya told him.

'No not you you're real killer you and needle.' He said looking her over.

'You're gonna die' arya told him

'Unless there a measter hiding behind that rock... Aye. I'm done.' he told her she watched him 'I would skin you alive for some wine' she pulled her pouch forward. 'Fuck water!' he yelled coughing, his leg had a hole in it. His lungs felt like shit, his whole body ached with pain like he never felt before. 'Killed by a woman... I bet you like that? go on, go after her she will help... you don't go alone you won't last a day out there. Find kitty and go after her.' sandor instructed.

'I would last longer than you'

"Wheres Katarina?' he spat with all his energy

"I don't know, maybe the big bitch grabbed her.' arya remarked. Sandor nodded his eyes still searching for her so he could say goodbye.

'Do you remember where the heart is?' She nodded 'fuck it I'm ready. Go on girl another name off your list.' But arya sat there watching him pant out breath. "You have been promising me... threatening me since I found you...' she still didn't move. Crouched next to him, making no move for her sword. 'I cut down your butchers boy, the ginger. he was begging for mercy please ser please, I slung him over my horse... my horse stunk of butchers boy for weeks.' He was egging her on but she crouched next to him still. Her face like stone. 'Do I have to beg you?' He looked pathetic, he sounded pathetic. 'Do it. Do it' he begged. 'Do it' each plead a little more broken than the last. Arya stood up needle in hand and took his silver from his pocket. Walking away.

'Kill me' begged 'kill me.... kill me.' arya didn't turn back, didn't wait for Rina, didn't kill sandor. She left.