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“Oh mother! Look who I will have for Economics this year!” Sansa called as she ran down the stairs into the kitchen to share the news.
“Who do you have Sansa?” her mother replied while scrubbing the floors. Sansa scoffed as she watched her mom scour away at the dirt, and grime the boys tracked in from playing rugby in the mud.
“Uncle Petyr will be my Econ teacher!” Sansa exclaimed happily.
“Oh how nice sweety, I’m sure he’ll be happy to have you. Now please be a dear and call Aunt Lysa and see if they're stopping by for dinner still.”
“Okay mother!” Sansa turns away and heads back upstairs to her room and pulls out her phone to do as her mother instructed but gets distracted by a text from joffery.
Shes get mildly annoyed and sighs in frustration as she reads the same message she's received from the stupid boy since they first broke up: “You’re nothing without me you skanky whore. you'll regret ever dumping me.’’
She quickly deletes the message and moves to her contacts and clicks Petyr’s number.
Ring…...Ring….Ring...Ri- "Hello sweetling, how are you?” Petyr responds casually.
“Hey Uncle Petyr, Mother would like to know if you, Aunt lysa and Robin are still stopping by for dinner in about an hour or so?”
Petyr pauses for a moment then sighs deeply, "Actually sweetling, it'll just be Lysa and Robin joining you guys tonight….Your Aunt and I have chosen not to see each other anymore, and are getting a divorce.”
Sansa almost gasped what is he saying? He and Aunt Lysa really broke up! she thoughtto herself “Oh no, I’ll be sure to tell mother. I am so sorry Uncle. You’ll still come around sometimes though, right?”
Petyr on the other line grinned and chuckled softly. Sansa could just feel his smirk through the phone.
“Oh possibly Sansa, but you’ll be seeing a lot of me during school, so this isn't goodbye, though I suppose it is goodbye for now, I must finish packing. I’ll see you on monday Sweetling.”
“Okay Uncle Petyr have a good night!” she chirped and pressed the end call button and rushed downstairs to tell her mother the news about what has happened between Lysa and Petyr.
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Lysa arrived a little after Ned got home from work. Dinner tonight was going to be small due to Robb, Jon, and Theon leaving earlier in the day to go back to the university.
So tonight was just going to be Lysa, Catlynn, Ned, Rickon, Bran, Robin, Arya, and Sansa.
Once supper was placed on the table it was clear to anyone that Lysa was not well, she kept glancing at her phone, shaking, even mumbling incoherently.
“Ya know he’s leaving me?” she spat bitterly while trying to cut her steak.
Her son Robin for once in his life was completely silent and ate his supper slowly as everyone else, trying not to notice the palpable awkwardness that hung in the air.
Little Rickon though, Sansa sighed inwardly just had to ask about it, “Why don't you just go with him? That way he can't leave you?” Sansa tried not to smile at the naivety of her baby brother.
“Petyr doesn't want her to go with him dumb dumb.” Arya said matter-of-factly, which caused Lysa to stand abruptly from her chair and yell at the two children “It's none of your rotten business why he left, he hasn't returned any of my calls you know? All he’s been doing, Cat," Lysa turned and shifted her weight to one side and placed her hands on her hips "is cleaning out his stuff. He refuses to talk to me. One of his whores probably caught his attention, that lousy whore monger, I bet she's a red head, he's always loved redheads" Luda starts passing back and fourth rubbing her hands together. Soon she stops and sits down all prim and proper like and says "… But no matter, he’ll come back he always does.” she sighs and grins with a blank look in her eyes.
After a few excruciating minutes of complete silence Cat speaks up and asks, “Girls, why don't you take your dinner upstairs and eat, Your father and I need to speak with Aunt Lysa.”
Arya huffed and helped Rickon out of his chair and went upstairs Bran and Robin followed suit, Sansa also left, after grabbing the children's drinks they had forgotten. Whores? Uncle Petyr doesn't have any whores? What is Aunt Lysa talking about? Sansa kept mulling this over in her head as she sipped her water absent mindedly and watched the kids play with the legos Arya had brought out from her room.
Little over an hour later there was a very loud crash as if someone flipped a table, followed by a lot of shouting. Startled, Sansa stood quickly and went over to the stairs “Arya make sure the boys stay up here. Im going to see what all the commotion is about.” Arya nodded and kept playing with her brothers and cousin.
As Sansa got closer to the dinning room she hear a loud slap followed by her Aunt screaming “You bitch!! You told him to leave me!! You’re why he won't talk to me! I’m going to kill you Cat! You’re not coming between Petyr and I again!” Sansa ran to the doorway of the dining room stopping abruptly, trying to comprehend the scene in front of her; Lysa apparently flipped the table over and tackled Catlynn, causing Ned to get up as fast as he could, which wasn't very fast due to his busted knee, however he did manage to pull Lysa off his wife.
“Sansa call the cops!” Ned yelled at her all the while Lysa is kicking, screaming, and sobbing. Sansa quickly pulled out her phone and dialed 911.
When the police and ambulance arrived they put Lysa in the back of the cop car and lifted Catlynns limp body into the ambulance “Sansa, I called Petyr he’s coming over to watch you all while i'm at the hospital with your mom. Make sure everyone gets bathed and in bed at a reasonable hour. There’s Petyr's car pulling up now. I’m leaving Princess, you going to be okay?” She nods stiffly as she watches the ambulance and cop car drive away, Ned gives her a tight hug and kisses the top of her head,” your mother is going to be okay. I’ll see you tomorrow princess.” with that Ned walked away, got into his large white pickup and drove in the direction of the hospital.
Sansa couldn't stop staring at the lights in the distance and was quite startled when she felt smooth, cool fingers on her shoulder. “Are you alright sweetling? Lets get you inside, and I’ll make you lemon tea. Then you can put the children to bed alright?” Sansa nods and he smiles softly at her and wraps his arm around her shoulders, leading her back inside.