Gone but close - Game of Thrones [Bran Stark fanfiction]

Chapter 25

'Can you believe you're twelve already?' Lurs asked. Her nameday was a few days ago, she didn't realise how fast time went.

Toria was grumpy, she had pain in her stomach and head. All she wanted to do was sleep and not talk to anyone, she didn't understand why exactly.

'We'll be arriving tomorrow,' Riler said.

She sighed.

'Whats wrong Toria?' Lurs asked, 'you have been grumpy since you woke up.'

'I don't know,' she snirred at her brother. Was it so hard to shut up?

Lurs sighed and Riler slightly giggled.

'Whats so funny?' Toria asked annoyed. She never realised how annoying her brothers actually were.

'Can we stop?' She asked feeling the need to pee.

'Why?'

'Because I have to take a piss,' she answered and Riler stopped the horses.

'Go ahead,' he said pointing to some bushes. She walked and lowered her pants. But when she looked inside them she saw blood.

Must have been some weird cut, she thought not wanting to accept what it actually was.

She felt and there was some sort of liquid she didn't notice before. She looked at her hand. Blood.

She screamed and her brothers stormed to her for protection.

'Whats wrong?' Riler asked and looked at the blood on her hand and the blood that slowly dripped down her legs, realizing what was going on his confident expression dissapeard.

'Who cut you?' Lurs asked laying his left hand on his sword so he could draw it once he saw someone.

'She bled, you cunt!' Riler slapped Lurs on the back of his head.

'Bled? O! Bled!' Lurs looked terrified, 'what do we do?' His voice was so high pitched it could've been the voice of a six year old girl.

'We.. eh..' Riler rubbed the back of his head.

Toria looked at her brothers, they were terrified by the fact she was bleeding. Their face expressions said they'd rather be in a battle right now than being here.

'Can you rub it away? With a leaf?' Lurs asked uncomfortable.

'What?' Riler and Toria asked at the same time.

'Where are women when you need them?' Lurs asked himself in agony.

'There is a village nearby. I'll take one of the horses and return with.. I don't actually know what,' Riler said getting more nervous.

'Just do your thing and.. I'll see you at the..' Lurs began and without finishing his sentance and they both left.

'Really helpfull guys,' Toria said rolling her eyes.

After peeing she had to put the gross pants back on and walked to Lurs.

She was a woman now. She should be going to Winterfell to marry Bran. Bran.. was dead.

She sat down to the side of the cart in the grass.

She couldn't control her emotions anymore. She didn't want to be strong right now. For a long time she could finally sit and cry as much as she wanted. As much as she felt she needed to do.

She began to cry, sobbing loudly. Lurs layed his hand on her shoulder but she brushed it off. She just wanted to cry by herself.

It felt good, being able to cry freely, but it hurted so much to accept the pain. Her family was dead. Klaus and her mother were brutally murdered infront of her eyes, Diyen and Donovar were murdered in there sleep. Her father and Tavion died in a battle of two to twenty. Djesley escaped but he could be dead, he was all alone. No way he lived, she had to accept he was dead as well. Riler felt as a failer, he didn't say it but she knew it, he couldn't fight with father and Tavion because he got the orders to save his sister, Lurs was almost killed if mother didn't kill his apponent. The worst part about it was. She didn't know why. Why would the Lannisters kill the Darkerly's? Darkerly's were known for being isolated from others, not starting wars but they did fight in the ones they thought was the right one. Do whats right, not whats easy. That were they're house words. Of course everybody has a different opinion on whats right and whats easy. So the Darkerly's did what they thought was right. And because they did that, they weren't hated. They didn't start wars, they fought for those who they think was the right one to fight for. She didn't understand what could make the Lannisters kill her family. Her father didn't hate them, he didn't like them either but he would always speak with respect to them, even Jaime. Her mother was a loving person, she always loved the people and wanted whats best for them. Riler liked a calm life, he was loved by the people for being generous, kind and caring. Tavion was a grump, but he would protect what was important which people admire about them. Klaus was loving, happy and would always been seen smiling and talking to people. Donovar was determined, brave and loved jokes. Diyen was strong, sarcastic, grumpy and also loved jokes. Djesley was kind, bold, funny and generous, also very sarcastic and ambitious. She was.. she was clever. She enjoyed good books, she was determined. Right? Maybe the Lannisters killed them because she wouldn't marry Tommen. Because she wanted to marry Bran. And now Bran was dead. She might have known him for six months but the way she bonded with him, she'd never bonded like that with anyone, it was beautiful how strong their connection was together. But he's gone and to the world so was she. Seven hells she missed him. She missed her family. She missed so much she shouldn't be missing at her age.

'Toria?' The voice of a teenage boy sounded. She looked around. Lurs' mouth was shut but here was nobody else. The voice sounded like Brans. But older, more manly.

She must have been hallucinating. Hearing things she wanted to hear or whatever, Bran couldn't be there.

'Toria?!' The voice shrieked, it came from her left. She was sure it was Brans voice. But how? He was dead. He was gone!

Yet the voice sounded so close. She tried to focus on the voice. She saw a silhoutte of a tall boy staring surprised at her.

'She can hear me.' Bran said to an old man dressed in black, 'Toria.'

He didn't say anything else, she was rather surprised. She saw an older Bran, his hair was shorter and he looked more manly. Why did she see him older?

'Bran..' she whispered.

'I know sis,' Lurs said.

'Shut up,' she told her brother as she turned back to this Bran.

Brans eyes widen in surprise amd excitement. 'She can see me?'

'I think its time to go,' the old man said.

'No, wait! Toria I..' the old man took Brans arm and they dissapeard. Like they were never there.

Toria blinked several times. What just happened? Was she going crazy?

'Toria! I got you Some stuff!' Riler said glad, 'what is it?'

He saw her surprised and confused expression. She looked up.

'Nothing,' she told him. Riler stared at him for a few seconds before continueing.

'Look, a few dresses, weird pants for bleeding and some lemonpies.' Riler said.

'Thank you,' she smiled but she still had tears in her eyes. The realisation of Bran being gone fell down on her, but yet it felt like he was so close to her. She couldn't explain why.