Soon You'll Get Better // Sandor Clegane

3. That was Agressive

Sandor woke two days later to estella slumped over her head on the bed arms crossed resting against her forhead tipping out of the chair. Sandor opened his mouth to speak but the motion was too much a groan escaped his lips and estella perked up.

"Sandor..." she coed wiping the sleep from her eyes. "Hi sweetie..."

"Este..."

"Hi... oh honey". She grabbed his hand. "You want some more milk of the poppy?" Estella offered and sandor nodded just slightly she brought the vial to his lips. "Sandor I want you to tell me the truth". Estella whispered getting closer. "Did gregor do this? Did he hurt you?" Sandor nodded once.  Estella was filled with rage and she tended to be a very calm and well tempered young lady but right now she hated Gregor and Korge both.

"Your father lied for him. Said your bedding caught fire but i knew better. I dont know why he is protecting him." Estella whispered running a hand over his arm. "Gregor is awful." Sandor nodded again. "Are you hungry? Thirsty?" Estella offered. "You have been in and out of consciousness for the past two days." Estella informed him.

"My face". He rasped

"Its going to scar... a lot". Estella told him simply. "But honey you still got you life. You have so much to live for. You are so young. A few scars are nothing."

"It hurts". Sandor admitted.

"I know honey". Estella moved up to sit next to him.

"Everyone is going to tell me how to feel how to be. They're going to tell you to shut down your feelings of anger and pain. Bottle it up. Store it away and put on a brave face. You dont have to do that though..." Estella remarked.

"I want my face back." Sandor whispered trying to be brave.

"The scars will heal and get lighter over time."estella assured

"But i will always look like this!" Sandor declared theough pained tears.

"Looks are not everything." Estella assured. She had to remind herself that too most days.

"Who would love me now?" Sandor countered meeting her soft gaze.

"One day you will find a woman that doesnt love you for you looks but your heart." She touched a gentle hand to his chest. "This is when you find out who your real friends are." Estella told him. "But my sweet Sandor Im right here. Im not going anywhere". She assured. Sandor grabbed her hand and held tight. "Right here."

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Estella stuck to sandors side while he recovered. The maesters tended to others in need Estella refused to leave sandor. His father couldnt be trusted to take care of him.

Estella learned a lot from the maesters over the years but all her knowledge could never prepare her for the hatred the Clegane family harbored for their youngest. Sandor was a good boy a sweet boy and this was how he was treated?

'Sandor?' Estella whispered when his eyes flickered open

'Hi Este.' He said through pained breaths. Estella glanced around closing his door before returning to his side.

'"Your father is a monster and one of these days im going to use my medical expertise and he is going to drop dead." Estella muttered. Sandor stared back at him before a smile curved his face. "That was aggressive I apologize. I wont kill anyone." Estella assured.

"Come here." Sandor whispered holding out his hand. "Come here Estella." Estella smiled softly as she crawled up his bed next to him.

"Im sorry honey..." estella whispered pressing a kiss to his hand.

"Gregor pushed me into the fire.' He said slowly his voice dripping with pain he closed his eyes not able to keep them open the pain was too much. 'He held me down laughing as the fire blazed. Burning my skin.' He said miserably.

'Oh sandor..." estella coed. "Have I said it before? I know ive thought it before many times sandor but... Gregor is awful. Why would your father lie? Why protect him? Estella questioned softly still holding tightly to his hand

'Gregor is meant for big things. He is the firstborn. Perfect in my fathers eyes.' Sandor informed her

'Hes a monster. Hes going to hurt people. Lots of people if he isnt reprimanded. Almost everyone I see if because of him. He is going to think he can always get away with this. I have to tell someone. I dont want you here with them.' Estella said as she started to get up from sandors side.

'No Este,' sandor told her holding her to him.

'Sandor please-'

'No!' He demanded it hurt. It hurt to speak but he didnt want Estella getting hurt by his brother or father. 'Estella promise me. I dont want them hurting you.'

'But sandor-' Estella begged.

'Promise me Estella. Promise me.' Sandor whispered. "It would kill me if he hurt you because you were trying to save me." Estella stared back at him a long moment before she sighed nodding.

'Alright. I promise. But im not happy about it.' Estella informed him.

'Thank you. Thank you for being here.' Sandor told her sinking deeper into his pillow.

'I havent left your side since....' Estella told him her voice drifting off. She would protect him. She would try to at least.