Snow (GoT/Jon Snow Fanfic)

Chapter 6

As I headed out I felt the rush of cold air against my face and went to see Sam.

“Where is he?” I asked Sam

He looked at me

“Who?”

“JON! Where is he?” I snapped

“I don’t know, I’m sorry.”

I walked off to check to see if he was at the hidden lake but there was no trace of him.

I returned to the village and to my surprise Jon was there.

“Jon” I spoke

He ignored me

“Jon?” I said again

“Pretend you never knew me” he murmured

“Why?”

“Please, just do it” he said as he walked off

I stood there before I went after him

“Jon! Why are you doing this?” I snapped at him

“Carling, Be quiet” He quietly said

“No! Why are you doing this?” I repeated

He walked off again

Anger filled my body

“Fine, walk away like the bastard you are!” I yelled

I didn’t mean what I said.

Anger just took over me, I just couldn’t control it

I shed a tear and walked myself back inside

My mother saw me crying and ran towards me

“Sweetheart” She softly spoke

Tears covered my face, My mother escorted me to my room and she sat me on my bed.

“What happened?” She asked

I wiped the tears from my face before I spoke

“He told me to pretend I never knew him”

“Who?” My Mother asked

All of a sudden we could hear screaming and yelling.

My mother walked to the window

“Carling, Go to the basement and lock the door.” My mother instructed

I ran out the room, down the hall and shoved myself into the basement.

I locked the door and sat with my back against it.

All I could hear was yelling and screaming.

I sat there crying for about an hour.

After an hour passed I heard a knock on the door.

“Who is it?” I asked the person behind the door

“It’s me, Sam.”

I slowly unlocked the door and saw Sam standing there.

“I’m sorry.” He spoke

“Sorry about what?” I asked

“Come, I’ll show you” He said leading me past some dead bodies

He pulled me outside and I saw my dad lying on the ground, cold as ice.

“please no, not today” I cried as I hugged my dead father

“Don’t leave me, come back” I spoke

“Where’s my mother?” I asked

“She’s fine.” Sam spoke

“Where is she!?”

He lead me into one of the tents to see my mother sitting on a hospital bed looking thing.

“Mother, Are you injured?” I asked her

“No, I’m fine” she replied

I gave her a big hug as we both cried.

I walked out the tent, not knowing what to do.

“Carling! Are you alright?” Jon asked as he ran up to me

“Yes, I think I’m fine”

“Are you hurt?” He said as he cupped my face

“No.”

He then pulled me in for a embrace.

“I’m sorry.” He spoke

I shed some more tears, as he held me in his warm arms.

When we pulled away I looked at his face to see cuts and his clothes covered in blood.

“Are you okay?” I asked him

He nodded.

I lead him inside and got a wet towel to clean some of the blood off his face.

“I’ll run you a bath and clean your clothes” I said as I left to run his bath

He entered the bathroom and sat himself on the stool next to the bath

“I’m sorry.” He spoke

“You’ve already said sorry” I said as I turned on the tap to the bath

“I just don’t feel as if I’ve been forgiven”

I put my hand on top of his

“You’ve been forgiven.” I said

After about 15 minutes the bath was full.

“Clothes, please” I asked

He nodded and started to strip, not completely but just so I could wash most of his clothes.

I then left and went to clean his clothes.