I Should Have Trusted You

Chapter 11

Arya

She looked down at Cersei's mutilated body and pushed herself off it, she couldn't even tell it was Cersei anymore. She felt herself shaking. She felt Jon's arms rap around her lifting her off the ground, Arya pushed and struggled to get out of his grip, his betrayal too close to home to let him touch her. Also ashamed of how she let herself be taken by the blackness. She stumbled towards the door, she looked down there was blood everywhere, her plan she had in case she crossed any guards wouldn't work, she would need to hide, she looked at Jon but couldn't meet his gaze. She looked back and walked out the door, she started making her way to the tunnels if she could make it to there not being seen she would be free, she could make it back to the inn. She didn't even know what to think of Jon being in Kingslanding

She walked past a cupboard when she heard many guards walking just around the corner, too many, she whipped around, seeing a confused Jon and pulled him into the cupboard with her. It was very small making them touching, she felt her heart race quicken at the contact of Jon so close to her, she could lean her head up and his lips would be upon hers.

'Arya, wh-' but Arya covered his mouth with her dry bloodied hands cutting him off, she heard the guards yelling right outside, saying the Queen was dead. Assassinated, Jon nodded his head and she lowered her hand, when she heard it was safe to leave she grabbed his hand and lead him away.

Luckily, she didn't meet anyone else and reached the tunnels. The god must be happy with the gift she gave him. She made sure she had Jon's hand before entering, they wouldn't be able to light any torches but that didn't make a difference to Arya.

'Arya I can't see.' Jon told her

'Shit up, your fine, don't let go of my hand and you won't be lost down here.' She growled at him, she tightened his grip, not saying anything though. They walked in silence. Arya could tell he wanted to ask questions, and she had a few too but she had to get out. This was never part of the plan, kill her and go, Arya didn't really know what happened back there, only she had slipped into a trance like state from the impossible training she had been put through at The House of Black and White, it was like when she pretending to be someone she wasn't.

Arya led Jon through Kingslanding, staying in the shadows so no one noticed them, when she reached the inn she entered and headed straight for her room. She missed Robb and Ellia, they couldn't see her like this and with Jon after how kind they had been. She went to the basin full of water and started cleaning herself.

'What are you doing here Jon?' she asked coldly, not stopping her job at cleaning the blood off.

'Bran came home.' Arya froze, turning slowly to face him to make sure he wasn't lying. He wasn't.

'He, he's alive' she felt something flutter in her cold stone heart. Jon nodded

'He told me who my parents were. Big shock Eddard Stark isn't my Father.' Jon bitterly said, Arya looked at him, 'I am the Son of Rhaegar Targaryen and Lyanna Stark.' that meant they were 'we are cousins.'

'That doesn't change anything. Nothing does. Its too late.' Arya told him before turning back around.

'Sansa told me what your plan was after you finished your list. I can't let that happen.' He told her

'You can't stop it.' she was finished her hands and moved onto her arms. Once she was done she told Jon to turn around as she changes, when she was putting her shirt of she felt his eyes on her 'Stop looking.' She barked at him

'Sorry your just so beautiful.' She scoffed as she finished getting changed. There was silence and when Jon broke it, he was quite

'What happened in there Arya? I understand you wanted to kill her, but that.' she thought about lying, but if Sansa told him about her, he would know about the Faceless men.