Winterfell High

Chapter 56

Cersei Lannister POV

I think I can see a bump, but maybe I'm hallucinating. I still haven't told anyone but Jaime and Dany, but I know I need to tell father soon since Tyrion knows. I want Jaime to be by my side when I tell him, but I know he can't be because that'll look more suspicious.

"So when are you telling him?" Jaime asks me. He's on his computer doing some writing for school, and I'm laying on his bed one evening.

"Why are you bugging me about this?" I respond. "I'll tell him when I'm ready."

"Cersei," I look over at him. "You need to tell him before you get a belly. It's already starting because you're skinny. It'll be easier if you just do it." I know he's right, so I get up and get dressed.

"I'll go right now," I say. "Can I come back when I'm done?"

"Of course. I'll be right here." I really do love him, he's keeping it together much better than I am. If anyone has to be the father to my baby, I'm glad it's him.

I walk down to dad's office where he's on a conference call. He sees me and waves me away, but I don't move. That's how he knows it's something serious. I go and sit down in one of his chairs. He finishes up a few minutes later and hangs up.

"What is it?" He asks me.

"Father," I say quietly. "There's something I need to tell you." Maybe if I make myself sound small and scared, he'll have more sympathy for me. He just waves at me, signaling me to get on with telling him because he doesn't have time for this.

"I'm pregnant," I say. "It's my ex boyfriend, Euron's, but he doesn't know."

Father pauses and closes his eyes, this is almost worse. I can tell he's angry, but I wish he would just get on with it and scream at me.

"When are you getting rid of it?" He asks me.

"What?"

"I mean it, Cersei. This isn't good for our reputation."

"I'm— I'm not. It's too late anyway, I've known for a month and was suspicious long before that."

"Well here's what we're going to do then," he says. I'm scared. "You won't tell anyone, only us and the boys will know. When it's time for you to have the baby, we'll go a few towns over and place it for adoption."

"Father no," I say. "I want to keep it."

"It's not up for discussion, Cersei. You can't do this to us. You need to go to school, you need to make something of yourself for the sake of all of us."

"But—"

"No. This conversation is over, now get out." I start to tear up, then I get up and walk out. I don't know how I'm going to do it, but I'm not giving this baby up. I'm going to find a way to keep it even if it kills me, even if it means I lose everything. I need to talk to Jaime, he'll make sure we're okay. I walk upstairs to Jaime's room with tears streaming down my face.

"How did it go?" He asks me when I come in. I just sit down on his bed and he wraps his arms around me. "Talk to me."

"He said I have to give the baby up for adoption," I say. "But I don't want to. He wouldn't even discuss it."

"You know I'm here for you, and we'll do whatever you want to do."

"I can't give up my child, Jaime. I can't."

"We'll figure it out, I promise you." He kisses my head and we fall asleep in each other's arms.

Jon Snow Stark POV

I'm walking to lunch with Sam on Tuesday when we walk past Daenery's table where she's sitting with the popular group, minus Ramsay and Theon. We make eye contact and she waves me over. I go and sit down next to Daenerys, Sansa looks happy that I'm sitting there. Everyone just looks at me and Sam weird when we sit down.

"Is it okay that I'm sitting here?" Sam asks.

"Of course!" Daenerys says. "Any friend of Jon's is welcome."

There's a long pause. "So are you guys dating?" Cersei finally asks. Daenerys just pauses and looks at me. I think she's waiting for me to answer.

"Yes," I respond, grabbing Daenerys' hand. "We are." She just smiles at me.

…

Sam is coming over after rock climbing to study. Or at least, he said it's to study. I think it's just to ask me about Dany. We're in my room, I'm at my desk and Sam is reading in a chair. We aren't talking because we're focusing, but I know he's waiting for a moment to bring it up.

"So," he says. "You're dating Daenerys Targaryen, when were you planning telling me about this?"

"I'm sorry Sam," I respond. "A lot happened on that trip, I was also dealing with a lot of Sansa's shit."

"What happened?"

"Ramsay was being a completely awful person, but they broke up and they aren't hanging out with him anymore. He really treated her like shit."

"Sorry, man," Sam says. There's a pause. "So what made everything happen with Daenerys?"

"Well, I beat Ramsay up when I found out he was mistreating Sansa."

"What?"

"Yeah, I just snapped. After he left, I went to go have some space and she came over and we started talking. Next thing I knew we were making out. I called her the next day and we agreed to go out."

"Wow, that's insane. You know every guy in school is going to want to be you now, right?"

I just chuckle at that. "So how are things with Gilly?" I ask.

"She's still wonderful," he responds. "I met her dad finally, but only in passing when I came to pick her up. He seemed kind of cold."

"Is she still close with Ygritte?"

Sam just nods. "Yeah, are you worried you dating Daenerys will prevent you two from becoming friends again?"

"A little," I respond. "Especially once she finds out. I want us to go back to being friends, but I don't think she'll want to once she finds out about Daenerys and I."

I really don't think Ygritte will respond well to that news. She really isn't into all of the popular group drama and gossip, and I don't think she'll like that I moved on with the most popular girl in school. I honestly don't care about Daenerys' status, she just is so much more than that. I don't think Ygritte will see it that way, though.

Sansa Stark POV

I can't believe my brother is dating Daenerys Targaryen. She seems really into him, but I think he's just shocked she wants to go out with him. I'm glad Jon helped me with what was going on with Ramsay, I didn't know how to get away from him. He was an asshole, and nothing like how I thought he was when we first met.

I've been barely eating since we got back from camping, even less than I was before. All of the stuff with Ramsay made me lose my appetite. Maybe it's a good thing, I can get a bikini body for summer.

My mom calls me into her room one evening while I'm doing homework. "Sansa?" She yells from across the house.

"Yeah?" I say walking into her room. "What's up?" I'm standing in the doorway.

"Come sit," she pats the bed and I sit down in front of her. "I want to talk to you."

"About what?"

"So I heard you and Ramsay broke up."

"How did you hear that?"

"I heard you refer to Ramsay as your ex boyfriend to Arya."

"Oh," I say, confused. "Yeah we did. He just wasn't right for me."

"I always thought he was too old for you," my mom responds. "Are you doing okay?"

"Yeah mom, I'm fine," I say trying to put on my best fake happy voice. "You're right, he was too old."

"Okay," she doesn't seem convinced. "Well let me know if you need anything." I just smile at her and walk out. If I tell her he pressured me into having sex and Jon beat him up, she'll be extremely pissed at the both of us. It's better for everyone if I just stay quiet about what really happened.

Chapter 57

Jon Snow Stark POV

I've been dating Daenerys for almost a month, it's now mid April. Ygritte doesn't talk to me at all anymore, Sam said that Gilly told him she was pretty shocked when she found out. Daenerys and I haven't slept together yet, but we've made out a lot. I'm afraid to bring it up, I don't want her to think that's all I want from her and I know she has more experience than I do.

She's driving us back after a date, we went to a street event and it was easier for us to take one car. I feel like conversations are so much easier with her than they were with Ygritte. With Dany, things just flow so well. Ygritte took much more initiative and control in each conversation, it didn't feel like a two way street.

"Do you want to come in and chill for a bit?" Dany asks me while driving. "My dad isn't staying with me at the moment.

"Yeah, sure," I respond. "It's Friday so I can stay for a bit."

We go inside and start watching TV. She lays her legs over my lap, it's really cute. I'm rubbing her legs while we're watching the show. I really like this. Eventually she sits up and kisses me. I kiss her back, and before I know it I'm on top of her.

"Would you like to go to the bedroom?" She says in between kisses.

"Sure," I say, stopping. "But you should know something: I don't have a lot of experience in that department. My ex girlfriend was my first."

"Really? I didn't expect you to say that."

I just chuckle. "Yeah, people tend to be surprised at my lack of experience. I just wanted you to know."

"I have no problem with it," she responds. "I don't think sex should be about impressing someone, just about enjoying each other's company." That really means a lot that she said that to me.

…

After we finish up, we lay in bed for a bit until I feel like I should get ready to go.

"I should head out," I say to Dany, getting up to get dressed. "Trust me, I want to stay. But my family will start to wonder where I am."

"No worries," Daenerys replies. "I hope that was okay."

"That was more than okay." I walk over and kiss her.

"Call me?"

"Of course. I'm not just going to hook up and leave, I like you a lot." Dany smiles at me.

When I get home, my dad is reading on the couch. "Where were you?" He asks me when I walk in.

"I was with Daenerys," I reply. I don't care what he thinks anymore. "Now I have to do homework."

"Jon, come sit down." I pause and sit next to him on the couch.

"Look," he continues. "I understand that I can't stop you from dating Daenerys, she just wouldn't be my first choice for you. You know you can still talk to me about her, right?"

"It doesn't feel like it."

My dad sighs. "Well you can," he says. "I was just looking out for you." I just nod and walk up to my room.

This whole thing still doesn't make any sense. I literally couldn't have designed a better girl to date, I picked the one everyone wants. I picked the one whose beauty and personality captivated our entire school so that no one would dare cross her or mention her family's reputation. Yet she still wasn't good enough for my dad. I guess this proves people will always find something wrong with you, even if you're Daenerys Targaryen.

Daenerys Targaryen POV

After Jon leaves, I give Cersei a call. "Hey girl," she says when she picks up. "What's up?"

"I finally had sex with Jon Snow," I say. "He just left."

"Wow, how was it?" She doesn't seem impressed. "Did he live up to the hype?"

"It was good, apparently I was only his second."

"That was a line."

"No it wasn't, Cersei. I believe him."

"Well, suit yourself." There's a long pause.

"How are things with baby?" I ask. "I wish you hadn't drank on the camping trip."

"It was one beer," she replies. "I finally told my dad, he said I have to do adoption."

"Do you want that?"

"Of course not," she replies. "I'm going to find a way out of it."

"Let me know if you need anything," I say. "You know I'm always here for you."

"I know, but I have to go. I need a nap."

"Bye." We hang up and I lay in bed, trying to fall asleep. I wish Jon was next to me. I'm worried about Cersei and the baby, I would let them live with me after graduation if she would accept the help. There's no convincing that girl of anything she doesn't want to do. I wish she wasn't so stubborn.

Sansa Stark POV

Since my breakup with Ramsay, I've been trying to focus on cheer and being with my friends. Sometimes I see Ramsay in the hallway, and he glares at me. Dany told me she wasn't ever going to let him near me again. I appreciate her sticking up for me, but I feel like Margaery is just proud of herself that she was right about him.

Margaery is driving me home after cheer one day, and it's still a little awkward between us. I feel like our friendship really became fractured while I was dating Ramsay.

"So how are you doing?" She asks me. "I know things got rough on the camping trip."

"I'm okay," I respond. "I'm really glad Jon was there to help me get out of that situation."

"He really is a great older brother. You know I tried to warn you, Sansa."

"I know, Margaery. And I honestly don't want the 'I told you so' speech. You were right, let's leave it at that."

There's a long pause. I feel kind of bad for saying that, but I'm already feeling crappy enough. I don't want to hear it from her.

"Can I tell you something?" She asks.

"Of course," I respond. "Sorry, I've just been feeling really crappy about this whole thing."

"I understand. I also lost my virginity to Ramsay."

I'm in shock. I pause, not knowing what to say. "What?" I ask. "You can't be serious. How come you never told me that?"

"I didn't think you'd believe me," she replies. "It was my freshman year, and I thought he really liked me. He said we'd be together and be Winterfell's power couple, but when I didn't give him as much sex as he wanted he left me."

"Then why do you still hang out with him?"

"It's something you have to deal with sometimes, Sansa. When you're popular you do what you can to keep that up. No one knows, except maybe a couple of the guys that Ramsay told. It just is what it is."

"I'm sorry, Marg," I say after a pause. "I wish you had said something."

"Well, it was a lesson you needed to learn on your own," she replies. "I don't think I could've convinced you. We don't need him."

She's right, and I'm glad she shared that information with me. But I disagree, maybe it would've convinced me. Maybe not, but I would've felt like she was at least looking out for me. I don't think I needed to learn this lesson, but regardless I've learned it and now I have to live with it.

Chapter 58

TW: Death of someone very young (trying to avoid spoilers lol) and self harm mentioned in this chapter.

Cersei Lannister POV

I wake up one day and immediately head to the bathroom. I have to pee constantly now, which is quite fun. I still haven't been to the doctor, which I know is bad but I can't bring myself to go. My guess is that I'm about 4 months along since it's late April now. My back really hurts.

When I go to the bathroom, I see blood in my underwear. It's not just a little bit, it's like if I got my period while I was asleep. I'm scared, so I knock on Jaime's door.

"Jaime?" I ask. I hear a groan from inside. "Can I come in?" He groans again so I just walk in.

"What's up?" He asks, coming out of his state of grogginess.

I sit on his bed. "I'm bleeding," I say quietly. "I just noticed when I went to the bathroom. My stomach and back really hurt." Jaime shoots up, I think that woke him up enough.

"What do you want to do?" He asks. "Should we go to the hospital?"

"I don't know," I respond. "Spotting can be normal sometimes, and it'll make us late for school. I just wanted your input." When I start to get up, there's a blood stain on his sheets.

"That's not spotting, Cersei. We're going to the hospital." He gets up and gets dressed. I start tearing up.

"I can't Jaime," I say. "If I go, it'll make this whole thing real and I'll have to face that I'm having a baby."

"Cersei, you're bleeding way more than you should be. We need to go."

I wipe my eyes and pause. "Okay," I say. "I want our baby to live." He hands me one of his sweatshirts that will go below the part where I bled on my pants. I put it on and he guides me to the car.

Jaime Lannister POV

We get to the hospital, and they immediately get Cersei in with how much she's bleeding. They won't let me come into the room, even though I'm fighting to try to get my way in there.

"No one else is allowed in the room," one nurse says to me. "Only the patient."

"But I'm family," I say loudly. "Please let me in!"

"Only the patient." I'm made to sit in the waiting room, which honestly feels like hell.

That's the love of my life, that's my baby. I need to be with her, but I don't want to make things worse and get kicked out. I definitely can't tell them I'm the father. I sit down and I call father.

"Where the hell are you?" He says when he answers. "I just got a call from school saying that you and Cersei aren't there."

"She started bleeding, so I took her to the hospital," I say, cutting him off. "I'm making sure she and the baby are okay."

"Oh, okay," father says, acting surprised. "Let me know, just pay for it on my card." He hangs up.

After a while, Cersei is rolled out in a wheelchair to me. I can tell she's been crying, and she looks exhausted.

"Are you okay?" I ask, immediately getting up. "Is the baby okay?"

The doctor sits down next to me. "The baby didn't make it," he says. I put my face in my hands. "We did a procedure where we took what was left of the fetus out. I've perscribed some pain meds, and she should be able to go back to school and work next week. I'm very sorry. I've given her some pamphlets for resources for psychological help."

It all sounds very clinical, like he gives this speech all the time. I'm devastated, and I feel like this is my fault. If I had pushed her to go to the doctor, or to tell father sooner, then maybe we wouldn't be here.

"Do we know what caused it?" I ask.

"Something caused her body to reject the pregnancy," he says. "It's unclear what it was, but we think it was some kind of genetic deformity that wasn't treated early enough."

Of course it was genetic. I didn't even think it was possible for me to get her pregnant, and now I really wish we had gone to the doctor sooner. I wish we had taken more precautions, but I didn't think we needed to. We get checked out and I help Cersei into the car. She falls into my arms, crying.

"We'll be okay," I say. "I promise." After hugging, we drive to the pharmacy and then. home. She cries the whole way.

Cersei Lannister POV

I got a doctor's note so I could stay home from school. They said I can go back next week if my pain or bleeding doesn't get worse, but I think I'll go back before that. I'll need to distract myself. Jaime said he'd stay home with me today. It means a lot to me, I don't want to be alone with father and Tyrion.

Jaime and I have been mainly locked in his room all day. I've been alternating between reading, watching TV and crying. Jaime told father what happened, and I think he was more relieved than anything else. Daenerys texted me asking where I am, but I didn't respond.

Once the evening hits, I feel like I'm going to die from how sad and angry I am. I need something to release this emotion. I go into my bathroom and just cry while staring at myself in the mirror for a bit. I then grab some razor blades from the drawer, and before I know what I'm doing I just start slicing my arms up. I've self harmed before, it was basically my only way of coping with my anger when I was 12-14. I only stopped because Jaime didn't like it, and he worried about me.

Once I wash my arms off and get the bleeding to stop, I just keep crying. I don't feel any better from cutting myself. My hair is tangled, and there's blood in it. God, I feel so disgusting. To rid myself of all my emotions, I pick up the razor again. I don't keep cutting myself, though. This time, I take the razor to my hair and chop at it. I keep going until my hair is basically a pixie cut.

The gravity of my actions doesn't even occur to me until after I'm done. I look down and there's hair all over the floor. God, what have I done? I need to call someone, my best friend is the only one who can help.

I call Dany, and she immediately picks up. "Hey," she says. "Where were you today?"

"Can you come over?" I say between sobs. "I had a miscarriage and I just did something stupid."

It's silent for a few seconds, I think she's in shock. "Yeah, I'll be right there," she finally says.

Daenerys Targaryen POV

I drive over to Cersei's house after cheer practice, I can't believe she lost her baby. I'm sure she's devastated, but I can't help but think part of her is also relieved. I walk in and Tyrion tells me Cersei is upstairs. I go up and knock on the door to her room.

"Cersei?" I ask.

"Come in," she says, sounding hoarse. I walk in and I'm completely shocked when I see her short hair. I let out a gasp. "What did you do?"

"I snapped," she responds. "Before I know what I was doing, I was cutting it all off. I was hoping you could help me even out the ends."

"Yeah of course, but you know I'm not doing cosmetology anymore." Maybe I'll go to cosmetology school after I get my degree, since it's what I really want to do. My dad thinks it's better for me to get a business degree, and I want to make him happy.

We go to her bathroom, and she sits on the stool that she brought in. "Why did you do this Cersei?" I ask her. "You loved your hair."

She starts crying again. "I felt like I needed to chop off my hair to get rid of this pain," she says. "I don't know why. It was something to distract myself."

"Are you okay?"

"As okay as I can be. I really thought this baby could be something positive for us, for me. But now I have to move on, focus on getting the hell out of here and going to school."

There's a long pause as I'm trimming up her ends. I feel like there's nothing I can say that will help, so I just say the only thing I can think of. "You know you can rock a pixie cut."

Chapter 59

TW: Bulimia behavior in this chapter

Arya Stark POV

Today is my 13th birthday. It feels so good to be a teenager, I think I've been counting down to this day since I was 9. I'm waiting for Jon and Sansa to pick me up from school after one of my club meetings, and then my mom is taking me and Sansa roller skating. It may sound lame, but doing that honestly sounds better to me than having a big party. Jon pulls up with Sansa and Sam, and I can tell there's balloons in the car.

"Happy birthday, Arya!" Sansa says when I get in. She hands me a balloon.

"Thank you Sansa," I reply. "Jon, are you and the boys coming roller skating with us?"

"No, the boys have sports," he says. "But we are picking up Gendry on the way home. He and I are hanging out tonight." I don't know why that makes me nervous. We pick him up and I scooch to the middle so he can sit by the window. It's kinda cramped, but I don't mind.

"What's all this?" Gendry asks, referring to the balloons.

"It's my birthday," I respond. "I'm 13."

"Happy birthday," he replies, high fiving me.

"Thank you," I say. "How old are you again?"

"I'm 16," he says. "But I'm a sophomore, I just have an early birthday."

"Oh okay." I was just curious, he's younger than I thought he was. I assumed he was at least Jon's age, maybe even a senior. For some reason, that makes me happy that he's closer to my age than I expected.

…

We get to the roller rink and Sansa and I are putting on our skates. "How long has it been since you've done this?" I ask her.

"Probably last summer, I think," she replies. "I'm definitely going to be a little rusty."

I take her hand and we start rollerskating. I'm definitely better at it than she is, so I'm going to keep holding her hand for a while. She looks happy, I feel like this is the happiest she's been in a while. I'm not sure what all is going on with Sansa, but I don't want us to grow apart.

"Arya," Sansa says to me as we're skating. "Why did you ask Gendry how old he was today?"

"I was just curious," I respond. "I know he can drive, but I thought he was a senior."

"I can tell you like him," she says, smiling. "You may be in denial, but you like him."

I think she's right, but I'm not going to admit it that easily. "Am I not allowed to ask someone a question?"

"Arya, it's okay. I'm not making fun of you. This is normal, I won't tell anyone."

I pause while doing a spin in my skates. I know Sansa isn't making fun of me, but I still don't want to be some girl who's obsessed with boys and only cares about looking pretty for them. "Okay, maybe a little," I say. "He's really cute and we get along well. But if you tell anyone, especially Jon, I'll gouge your eyes out."

Sansa just laughs. "He is really cute," she says. "I'll never make fun of you in a serious way, Arya." I feel like I got really lucky in the sibling department. 4 brothers and only one sister, but she's the best one I could ask for.

Sansa Stark POV

Arya wants to go to The Cheesecake Factory afterwards, which stresses me out because of how fattening it is. We head straight there once we finish up at the roller rink. At least they have salad, that makes me feel better.

I order water and a salad, and even that seems like a lot of food. I eat some of the salad, and then I just shift the rest of it around to make my mom think I've eaten more. The waiters come out and sing happy birthday to Arya, she looks so happy. They wrote 13 in chocolate sauce on her plate, I envy that she doesn't worry about food like I do. I hope she never picks up the habits that I have.

The waiters put a slice of strawberry cheesecake in front of me, which means my mom ordered me one without asking me. "Mom," I say. "I didn't want any cake, I'm full."

"We're celebrating," my mom says. "I know that one's your favorite." I wish she had at least ordered me the lower calorie one. I end up eating most of it by the time the check comes, which stresses me out to no end.

"Arya, are you excited to do your first fencing competition this summer?" I ask her.

"Yes, definitely," she responds, immediately lighting up. "I wish I could have started sooner, it's stupid that there's an age requirement."

"Well it's just because it can be dangerous," my mom says. "But I know you'll do well. I can tell you're one of the best when I watch parts of your practice." That makes Arya smile. I wish I had passions like Arya does, it feels like the only thing I'm good at is looking pretty and being there to please a guy.

When we get back to the house, Arya sits in the living room with the boys, mom and dad while Jon is upstairs with his friends. I'm relieved that everyone is making noise downstairs, so I can sneak up to the bathroom. I get up there, close the door and turn on the sink and the fan. I want to have as much background noise going on as possible. I haven't purged since Valentine's Day, but I've been feeling more and more worthless since Ramsay and I broke up. I don't know why, he made me feel like shit.

After a couple tries I got most of the cheesecake up. It sucks that it takes a couple tries, it makes me feel like a failure. I flush the toilet, wash my hands and go out of the bathroom. I peek at Jon's room, the door is closed and I can hear talking and music. That's good, they probably couldn't hear me. I go downstairs to watch Arya open presents like nothing happened, I feel infinitely more relieved.

Jon Snow Stark POV

"Daenerys asked me to go to prom with her next week," I say to Sam and Gendry while we're hanging out in my room after I give Arya her present. "I said yes, even though it's not really my thing."

"Wow, really?" Sam asks me. "I kinda wish I could go with Gilly."

"You can take her next year," I reply. "I'm just going because it's important to Dany."

There's a pause. "Did you sleep with her?" Gendry asks.

I just nod. "How was it?" Sam asks.

"Dude, come on," I respond. "You have a girlfriend, be cool."

"I think we've all dreamt of sleeping with Daenerys Targaryen at some point," Gendry says. "It's crazy that you got to."

"And Gilly and I haven't yet, so I want to know," Sam interjects.

"Why haven't you?" I ask.

"She's very standoffish when it comes to physical contact," Sam responds. "I want to take it as slow as she needs, but I'm still curious. I want to make her feel comfortable, but I don't know how because she won't tell me why she's so standoffish about it."

"Give it time," Gendry says. "She's young, she just needs to get comfortable I'm sure."

"I'm trying to be understanding," Sam replies. "I just hope she'll open up to me more soon."

"So how was she?" Gendry asks after a long pause.

"She was amazing," I say, referring to Daenerys. "Obviously she's gorgeous, but we just click really well. I love hanging out with her and spending time with her, I think that makes the sex better."

"You're so sappy," Gendry says, playfully shoving me.

"How are things for you in the girls department?" I ask Gendry.

"I'm just not focused on that right now, you know that," Gendry responds. "I've always been kind of a loner."

I obviously relate to that, but Gendry's always been a mystery to me. He's a good looking guy, but for some reason girls just don't gravitate towards him. I have a feeling when he finds the right girl he's going to fall in love the deepest and be the happiest out of all of us, it just might take him longer.

Chapter 60

Daenerys Targaryen POV

I'm getting ready for prom with Cersei and Jaime in my room, Jon is picking us up and we're meeting everyone else there. Cersei is still really depressed. I don't blame her, but I have no idea how to help her. Her dress is black and lose fitting, I think she was expecting to have to cover her bump when prom rolled around.

"Are you okay, Cersei?" I ask her. "You've been surprisingly calm lately."

"I'm okay," she says. "Why wouldn't I be?"

"I just— I just wanted to make sure because of what happened."

"Dany," Cersei stops me. "I'm great. Better than ever." I can tell she doesn't want to talk about it, and she wants to forget it happened. I worry about her, but I don't know how to help her. I wish I could.

"When is Jon getting here?" Jaime asks me, changing the subject.

"In about 15 minutes," I respond, setting my makeup. "I'm almost ready, I just need to get my shoes on.

"We were planning on taking separate cars, if that's okay," Jaime says.

"Why?" I ask. "Jon is happy to take all of us."

"We just don't know how long we want to stay," Jaime responds. That makes sense, I know Cersei is still struggling. I'm hoping prom will take her mind off things. We aren't going to any after parties like we did when I went as a freshman. I'm honestly okay with that, I've done enough partying for all of high school.

We're pretty much ready to go. My dress for prom is white with golden trim. I ordered it online, and then I had to get it tailored. I'm not as excited for prom as I thought I would be, it's just a reminder to me that high school is about to end. I'm worried this is the best I'll get in life. The most popular girls always peak in high school, and I really don't want that to be me.

Jon Snow Stark POV

I can't believe I'm driving to prom with Daenerys and Cersei and Jaime Lannister. I still haven't met Dany's father, but I understand why. He still struggles, and I know he needs to adjust to normal life again. Maybe I can meet him soon, I know she wants me to.

When I pull up, Daenerys immediately walks out before I can come to the door. Cersei and Jaime follow her and get into their own car. Daenerys looks amazing, just when I thought she couldn't get more beautiful she manages to somehow.

"You look beautiful," I say as she gets into the car. "I could have come in."

"Oh that's okay," she responds. "We wanted to get going."

I start to drive towards the prom venue. "Why aren't Cersei and Jaime riding with us?"

"They don't know how long they want to stay," Daenerys says. "There aren't really any good afterparties this year, and they didn't feel like hosting." That seems weird. The Lannisters always find a way to host some rager, so this isn't like them.

When we pull up, it looks nicer than I expected. We find decent parking and go inside. Of course everyone is staring at us, well they're mostly staring at Daenerys. She's stunning, everyone knows that but tonight she's even more radiant. People are only looking at me because I'm with her.

"You're nominated for prom queen, right?" I ask her.

"I am," she responds as we go and get some drinks. "But honestly it doesn't matter to me if I win." I know that isn't true, she's definitely going to win.

We dance and talk to people, but I'm not paying much attention. Having this much attention is so new to me, but I'm trying to make a good impression for Daenerys' sake.

"Are you having fun?" She asks me. "I know this isn't really your thing."

"I am," I respond, kissing her. "I'm happy I could come with you." I really mean that. Prom seems like it is just a glorified school dance, but it's something that meant a lot to her. At least I can have an experience that will make her happy, I love seeing her happy.

Daenerys Targaryen POV

Everyone is gathered at the stage, waiting for the prom king and queen to be announced. I'm near the front so I can walk up easily if I win.

"And Winterfell's prom king this year is…" the teacher up front says. "Jaime Lannister!" There's a series of cheers as Jaime walks up on stage. They put the crown and sash on him, but he seems disinterested.

Everyone starts to quiet down. "And your queen is… Daenerys Targaryen!" The entire crowd erupts in cheers. It's weird to me that they care so much, but I'm happy I won.

I get on stage, and the teacher puts the sash and crown on me. Jaime and I grab hands and hold them up as everyone cheers. It's weird, this is all I've ever wanted since my freshman year, but I don't feel anything now that it's happened. This was what I was trying so hard for? A stupid crown and sash that will mean nothing next week? It all seems very trivial.

After Jaime and I walk off stage and take a couple pictures, I walk over to Jon. The king and queen can have a dance together if they want to, but it isn't mandatory. I know that would be awkward for Jon and Cersei if we did. Jon and I start slow dancing, he adjusts my crown and kisses me.

"You are my queen," he says to me. That just makes me smile and I kiss him again.

When he takes me home, he pulls into the driveway and parks. I get out of the car and he walks me to the door. "Would you like to come inside?" I ask.

Jon just nods. "Absolutely," he says. "I'd love to help you get out of that dress." We walk upstairs and have some of the best sex I've ever had in my life.

"Are you sure you can't stay the night?" I ask him as he's getting ready to go. "You totally can."

"My parents will be really mad if I do that," he replies. "My dad isn't stoked that I'm dating you."

"Why?"

"I have no idea, Dany. He won't really give me an explanation. I don't care, I like you and he has no room to judge me." He gives me a kiss and walks out. I watch him pull out of the driveway and drive away.

This night was truly magical. I expected to win prom queen, but I didn't expect to have this much fun. I think I'm in love with Jon Snow, our chemistry is phenomenal. This makes me even happier that I'm deferring, I can't imagine leaving him as our relationship is just beginning.

Cersei Lannister POV

We decide to leave prom after they announce the king and queen, Jaime won prom king of course. I would have loved to have been prom queen, but of course that title went to Daenerys. And also, I could only take so much social interaction. I want to forget about my baby, but for some reason I can't. It's constantly in the forefront of my brain, even though I know I need to move on.

Jaime and I are parked down the street from the house making out in the car. "Jaime," I say, stopping him. "You know we can't."

"Are you still bleeding?" He asks me. I just nod.

"I'm not supposed to have sex for a couple more weeks."

"I'm surprised you wanted to come to prom at all."

"I needed to get out of the house, I thought it would take my mind off things. Plus, I knew it would look suspicious if we didn't go."

"Did it take your mind off it?"

"Of course not." I look out the car window. "But congrats on winning prom king."

"You will always be my queen," he says, kissing me on the cheek. "Are you okay?" He asks me. I just tear up a little and wipe my eyes.

"I really thought we were going to have a baby," I reply. "Something for us to love and cherish, something that could just be ours."

"Maybe we still can."

"It was dangerous for me to be pregnant by you," I say. "But if I can't have your child I don't want any children."

Jaime strokes my face. "One day we will," he says. "I'll give you a child one day, no matter what."

I give him a passionate kiss. "I love you," I say. "More than anything."

He smiles at me. "Not more than I love you."

I hope he means that. I want a family, and I want it with him. He's the best thing that ever happened to me, I wish every day that we weren't related. He's my soulmate, through and through.

Chapter 61

Sansa Stark POV

Today Jon, Margaery and I going to the Winterfell graduation at a nearby event center. We want to go support our friends, and Jon obviously wants to see Daenerys. We're going to a party at Daenerys' house tonight.

We arrive and take our seats at the graduation, and I can tell Jon is nervous.

"How're you doing?" I ask him. "You look stressed."

"I don't want Dany to forget about me," he says. "She'll be off doing her volunteer work when summer starts, and I'll still be in high school when she's not. I'm worried she'll think I'm too immature or too far behind her."

I pause. I understand why he feels that way, but I can tell Dany is super into him. "Jon," I say. "Dany is so into you. She talks about you all the time, she lights up when you text her, you guys will be fine. I promise she isn't going anywhere." He smiles at that, but I really mean what I say. She won't say this exactly, but I can tell Danaerys is in love with my brother.

The graduation starts and we watch the introductions and speeches before everyone walks across the stage. I thought Daenerys might be Valedictorian, I just assumed. She's not, though. Whatever, she's still perfect. I see Cersei walk across the stage, and then Jaime. Cersei has short hair now, which really threw me off. She told us she just needed a change, but she's always been obsessed with her appearance and looking good. She definitely looks better with long hair.

They call Daenerys' name, and she walks across the stage clearly getting the largest amount of cheers. She looks happy, I wonder what high school will be like without her. She literally ran this place, and now it's Margaery's turn. Those are huge shoes to fill, I don't know how she'll do it without folding to the pressure.

Jon is cheering so loud for Daenerys. I really want things to work out between them, they seem really into each other. It makes me happy that they're together, he's probably the first person who doesn't want her just for her status or her looks. She deserves that, they both deserve to be happy together.

Jon Snow Stark POV

Sansa, Margaery and I are waiting outside the stadium for Daenerys to walk out. I'm so proud of her, even though we haven't been together long. I just feel like our chemistry is great and we click amazingly together. She comes out of the stadium, smiling and laughing with Cersei and Jaime. She walks over and gives me a hug and a kiss.

"Congratulations my queen," I whisper in her ear. "You're officially an adult now." She just keeps kissing me.

"Ew!" Sansa says jokingly. "Get a room!" Margaery laughs at her.

"Do you want to come over and help me get ready for the party?" Daenerys asks me.

"Of course," I respond. A man walks up to us as we're talking and stops.

"Dad, this is my boyfriend, Jon," Daenerys says. "He's about to be a senior." I had no idea I was meeting Dany's dad today.

"Nice to meet you," I say, shaking his hand. "I'm so glad you could come today." He just nods and smiles. He hands me his phone without saying anything and poses with Daenerys. I take a picture of them.

"I have to go back to your aunt's house, Dany," he says, giving her a hug. "But I'm so proud of you."

I can see her tearing up. "Thank you dad," she says. "It means a lot to me that you came." He smiles at me and walks away. We take a few pictures with the other seniors and our friends before heading back to the car.

"Are you okay?" I say as we walk to the car with Sansa and Margaery walking behind us.

"Yeah," Dany replies. "That was just the first time he came to an event of mine in years. He hates crowds, I wasn't sure he'd be able to come."

"I'm happy he did," I say. "I'm glad I got to meet him."

"Me too. I can tell he likes you."

"Really? He didn't say much."

"I know, but he let you take a picture of us and he smiled at you. That's a big indicator for me." We get to the car and head back to her house.

Daenerys Targaryen POV

It means a lot to me that Jon was at graduation, and that he got to meet my dad. I really feel like my dad is doing better and this will be a good time for him to move back, but I still want to stay with him for a while to make sure.

We get back to my house so we can start setting up. The others will join us in a couple hours to get the party started. I made sure to get stocked up on liquor yesterday, and Cersei and Jaime are bringing weed. I think some of the other jocks might bring acid, but I'm really not down to do any. Ramsay better not show his face here, but it wouldn't shock me if he crashed the party.

Cersei and Jaime show up a little early with Tyrion and Shae. "Hi," I say as they walk in. "Oh hi, Tyrion. Hi Shae. I didn't know you guys were coming."

"I made Jaime bring me," Tyrion says jokingly. Jaime just rolls his eyes and Cersei looks pissed off like she always does when Tyrion simply exists around her.

"Do you need any help setting up?" Shae asks me. She has an accent that I've never been able to place. She was known to sleep around at Winterfell before she started going out with Tyrion, but she seems really sweet and it seems like she really loves him.

"No, I'm okay," I respond. "Thank you, though." She honestly seems really shy, I've never heard her say much.

As the party is getting started, Cersei is drinking more than I've ever seen her drink in my life. I wonder if I should stop her, but I know she probably needs to let off steam.

"Hey, are you okay?" I say, walking up to her.

"I'm fine!" She yells very drunkenly.

"I don't think you are," I respond. "Lets get you into a room so you can relax." She starts protesting but eventually follows me into one of our study rooms with a couch. The moment we get into the room she sits on the couch and starts crying.

"What is it?" I ask her.

"I miss my hair," she says while crying. "I was so beautiful with long hair."

"You were, but you still are. It'll grow back."

She starts crying again. "I want my baby," she says. "I want my hair." I feel terrible for her, so I just give her a hug. I hear something shatter outside the room.

"Shit," I say. "Are you going to be okay?"

Cersei nods. "I just want to lay down."

"Okay. I'll check on you in a little bit, feel free to lock the door." I kiss her head and walk out to the living room. I've had to take care of Cersei while she's drunk before, but this is the worst I've ever seen her. Part of me wishes I could start college with her, but at least she'll have Jaime.

Tyrion Lannister POV

Shae and I are fooling around in one of the many bedrooms in Daenerys' house. I love Shae so much. My father and sister might hate me, they might keep me a homeschooled recluse so I don't embarass them by existing, but I'll always have Shae. She's never treated me like I was small, or different at all. My father likes her a lot too, so he can't even argue with me when she comes around.

"I love you," I say as we're making out. "So much." She just smiles and kisses me back.

"You are my lion, you know?" She says. I love when she calls me that. "How did you get to be so good at all this stuff?"

"I never told you about my first time, did I?" She just shakes her head.

"I was 14," I continue. "I was walking by some shops with Jaime when we saw a girl crying on a bench. He encouraged me to go comfort her. She told me her ex-boyfriend had just beat her up, so I offered to stay with her until she could find a ride. Jaime ended up driving us back to our place and she and I had sex. I really thought I was in love with her, even after just a few hours. I later found out Jaime paid her to be out there crying. He wanted me to get laid."

There's a long pause. "Damn," Shae says. "You should have known she wasn't genuine."

"Why?"

"What girl sleeps with a man just hours after being beat up like that?"

I pause, looking at her. I suppose she's right, but it still really hurt at the time. "I was 14," I say. "Obviously now I would act differently."

"I heard you hooked up with Ros last year."

"How do you know that?"

"She told me." Damn, of course she did.

"It was only once," I say. She just gives me a look. "Okay, twice."

"Well you're all mine, now."

"I know, and you better be all mine. I know you've been with other guys and it doesn't matter to me."

"Good," she starts kissing me. "It's just us." She kisses down my neck and we get back to business.

Jon Snow Stark POV

I'm standing where I can see the door, and I see Ramsay enter with Theon. Rage boils up inside me, and I immediately go to find Daenerys.

"Dany," I call out when I see her. She looks over at me. "Ramsay and Theon are here."

"Oh Hell no," Dany responds. "Not today." She follows me over to where Ramsay and Theon are. They're talking to people, and Ramsay is asking where Sansa is.

"What are you doing here?" Daenerys asks Ramsay. "I told you to never show your face here again."

"I just want to talk to Sansa," he says. "Alone."

"Absolutely not," Dany says. "Get the fuck out."

"Come on, quit being a bitch," Ramsay starts to say. I'm not having any of this.

"You heard what she said," I interject. "Get the fuck out or you won't have any eyes to see with."

There's a pause. "Come on Reek," he finally says. Theon just walks out behind him. I hope one day Theon can get out of Ramsay's clutches, we may not be friends anymore but he should still get away from such a despicable person.

"What's going on?" I hear Sansa say as she's walking over. "I heard you guys yelling."

"Ramsay showed up," I respond. "Don't worry, we kicked him out."

"Thank you," Sansa says.

"I think we should go," I say to her. "It's getting late."

"Why?" She responds. "It's only midnight."

"We should get some sleep," I say. Sansa finally just shrugs and nods. "I'll call you tomorrow," I say to Dany. She gives me a hug and a kiss and Sansa and I head out to the car.

Sansa Stark POV

My freshman year is finally over. I can't believe I got through it, this was one of the hardest years of my life. I got a boyfriend, lost my virginity, he turned out to be an asshole, and I lost some weight. At least one of those things is good.

Arya is relaxing in our room when I get home, she seems to be glad that she's done with 7th grade. I'm surprised she's awake, but we didn't stay out that late. "How was it?" She asks me.

"It was fun," I respond. "I wanted to stay, but Jon suggested we leave after Ramsay showed up and got kicked out."

"Are you okay?" She asks me.

"Yeah," I respond. "Jon and Dany took care of it."

"Are you glad the school year is over?"

"You have no idea. It was a really intense year for me. At least next year I won't be a freshman anymore."

"Sansa?"

"Yeah?"

"Promise you'll take me to parties when I'm in high school?"

That question takes me by surprise. "You keep saying you don't care about being popular," I say. "But you want me to take you to parties?"

"I want to know what it's like," she responds. "I want to experience as much as I can." That sounds more like Arya.

"Or do you just want to get near Gendry?" I ask.

"Shut up," she says, laughing. "More than anything, I want to experience everything I can in life."

"I promise I'll take you to parties. Wherever I go, you can come too." Arya smiles at me.

"Although," she says after a pause. "I do want to talk to Gendry more. He's really cool, I would think that even if I didn't think he was cute."

"Sure," I say. "It's cute Arya." She rolls her eyes. I don't think she wants to be seen as cute.

Now that this year is over, I want to focus on losing weight this summer and having fun with my friends. Guys are on the backburner, at least for now. I'm terrified of having sex or even dating again after Ramsay, so this summer will be about me. We're supposed to go to the beach as a family in late June, so that'll be a great way to take my mind off things. I can't wait to finally move on from everything that happened this year.