Troubled

'Why?'

Back In The Bedroom:
'Why?' I look at Ramsay.

'He was always so entitled. I didn't like it.' Ramsay admits.

'Because he is Theon Greyjoy.' I speak.

'And I'm Ramsay Bolton. And I don't condone that type of behaviour.' Ramsay speaks.

'Why did he say his name was Reek?' I ask.

'Because that is his name.' Ramsay smirks.

'You know that I know you know that's not his name.' I speak.

'It is now.' Ramsay speaks.

'Please... do whatever you want with me, but let Theon go.' I plead.

'And why would I do that? How do I know you won't go with him if I set him free?' Ramsay asks.

'When have I ever given you a reason to doubt me?' I ask.

'You haven't. I'm just not completely sure I trust you enough yet.' Ramsay smiles and puts my hair to the side.

'Why are you doing this?' I ask.

'Are you here to question me?' Ramsay smirks and gets closer to me.

'No... I just want to know why.' I gulp.

'Do you always have to be so stubborn?' Ramsay whispers in my ear.

'Yes. Especially to you.' I admit.

'Why?' he asks.

'Because I hate you. I hate you so much it makes me physically fucking ill.' I look into his eyes.

Ramsay chuckles.

'If I was as mean, and scary, and as hateful as you say I am, you wouldn't even dare to let me sleep in the same room as you.' Ramsay whispers.

I look at him and gulp.

'Which means, you don't hate me, you don't despise me and you're not afraid of me.' Ramsay smiles.

'I do despise you. But I'm not afraid of you.' I speak.

'You do not. Do you want to know how I know?' Ramsay chuckles.

'Mhm.' I nod.

'You would of never let me get this close to you without attempting to kill me.' he puts his hand on my thighs.

I sigh and pull the blanket over me.

'Good night, Ramsay.' I turn to the side.

Ramsay looks down at me and smirks, before getting under the blanket.

'What are you doing?' I ask him, not turning around.

'I'm keeping myself warm.' Ramsay whispers while pulling me into a hug and burying his face in my neck.

'Why?' I ask confused.

'Can I just sleep?' Ramsay whispers.

I roll my eyes and fall asleep, with Ramsay's face buried in my neck.