Troubled

'Right Behind.'

'I'm right behind.' I speak.

'You sure?' Theon asks.

'Yes.' I nod.

'It was weird.' Theon admits.

'What was?' I ask.

'Him.' Theon speaks.

'Well I don't think that's hard to miss.' I chuckle.

'No. Not in general. With you.' Theon admits.

'How Theon? I don't speak riddles.' I chuckle.

Theon chuckles.

'It's just.... I don't know how to explain it. He just... admired you. I've never seen Ramsay like that.' Theon sighs.

'Is that a good or a bad thing?' I ask.

'Did he ever hurt you?' Theon asks.

'No.' I speak. 'He never hurt me.' I admit.

'That should've been your confirmation.' Theon speaks.

'How?' I ask confused.

'I don't know, Catherine. I think... I think in some strange way, he cared for you. I don't know. I'm confused myself.' Theon sighs.

'Theon, I need you to explain to me. I need you to make me understand.' I speak.

'Catherine, I don't know what to say to you. He just... cared for you. I mean... I think he.... he might've actually loved you a little bit.' Theon admits.

'How was that love, Theon? Keeping me locked up?' I ask.

'He's done worser. He never harmed you. He does not care about anyone or anything. Yet, he never harmed a hair on your head.' Theon speaks.

'Is he going to come look for me?' I ask.

'Yes. And he will find you.' Theon admits.

'He won't find me. Or you. I can promise you that.' I speak.

'Don't be so sure.' Theon speaks.

I don't say anything.

'So, are you going to tell your family what happened?' Theon asks.

No answer.

'Catherine?' Theon asks.

No answer.

'Catherine!' Theon turns to face me.

'Theon, run!' I speak while a man has a sword to my throat.

Theon stares at me with a shocked expression on his face.

'RUN! ARE YOU DEAF? RUN!' I yell.

Theon's eyes start to water as he rides off into the distance.