Troubled

'I am Catherine Baratheon.'

Catherine's Bedroom:
'Why are you naked again?' Ramsay walks in.

I ignore him and step into the bathroom, and try shut the door, but Ramsay holds the door back.

'What do you want?' I turn to him. 'I'm taking a shower.' I look at him.

'And I'm coming with you.' Ramsay looks at me.

'Funny. No you're not.' I smile and try shut the door.

'And I'm telling you I am.' Ramsay comes in and locks the door.

'Don't you have people's penises to be cutting off?' I ask while stepping into the bath.

'Not today.' Ramsay smiles and takes his shirt off.

'Oh that's surprising.' I speak while letting the bath fill up.

Ramsay smiles while taking off all his clothes.

'What are you doing?' I ask.

'Can I not shower?' Ramsay asks.

'Hm..' I turn my head, staring at his naked body. 'Could be better.'

Ramsay chuckles and gets on the other end of the bath.

'Can you not use the other seventeen bathrooms?' I ask.

'Nope. I like this one.' Ramsay smiles.

'Why don't you just kill me?' I ask.

'Why would I kill you?' Ramsay asks confused.

'I'm Catherine Baratheon.' I speak.

Ramsay shrugs confused.

'Why would you not want to kill me?' I ask.

'Because....' Ramsay sighs.

'Because?' I look at him.

'Never mind.' Ramsay sighs.

'No go on. This question has been eating me up inside. Why?' I ask.

'I think you could be something.' Ramsay admits.

'Excuse me?' I ask confused.

'I think you're special.' Ramsay looks into my eyes.

'So why keep me here? Why?' I ask.

'Because.... I.... because...' Ramsay stutters.

'Just tell me. Just this one thing. Why?' I ask.

'I like you, Catherine. I really do.' Ramsay looks into my eyes.

'Why? Why do you like me? All I do is fight you and do the opposite of what you want me to do. Why? What do you like?' I ask.

'You. Everything about you. I like the way you stand up for yourself, I like the way you make people fall to their knees, I like the way you deal with anything that comes your way, I like the way you can handle everything. I like you.' Ramsay sighs and brushes my leg with his finger.

I look at him and smile.

Ramsay smiles and comes closer to me.

'Come.' Ramsay grabs onto my face gently and starts kissing me.

'This isn't gonna make me like you.' I speak through kisses.

'It's okay.' Ramsay chuckles. 'I like you enough for the both of us.'

I chuckle and grab onto his face and start playing with his hair while he gets on top of me.

'You want to know a surprising truth?' Ramsay whispers while kissing me.