Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the film 'Labyrinth'
She lit her cigarette, covering the flame with one hand so it didn't go out. The night air was cool and Sarah found it refreshing on her over heated skin. She had just walked out of the latest night club she was exploring, The Underground.
She had thought that name was amusing, after all, her favourite childhood fantasy had taken place in another world, in the Underground.
She walked along the street, almost deserted at this late hour. People were either in the clubs, or at home sleeping. She decided to make her way home, it was already three am and even though she didn't have to work tomorrow, her father had asked her to come and have lunch with him, Karen and Toby.
She didn't even know why. It's not like they talked much, hadn't in years really. It was just after her sixteenth birthday that her father began to really ignore her. He had before but this was worse. She could be gone for days and nobody would notice, or care that she was gone. She had made a few friends but when she turned seventeen, they all started taking drugs. Sarah still stayed around for a while longer but after the night she took her first pill, Sarah decided never to again and stopped talking to them. Not that they really noticed either. By eighteen she was getting into the club scene and now at twenty-two, she was growing bored. If only the Labyrinth had been real, she thought to herself.
She had turned into an alley to take a short cut to her apartment when she heard a movement behind her. At first Sarah tried ignoring it, thinking it to be a stray dog or something but when she increased her pace and they did too, she started to worry.
They were getting closer, she could hear the footsteps echoing her own.
She began to run and then the chase was on.
For what seemed like forever but was really only a minute or two, Sarah was chased. Soon enough though her pursuer caught up, lunging at her and dragging her to the ground. Sarah felt and heard her wrist snap as she hit the ground under the heavier weight of the attacker.
"Fuck!" She cried as the pain of her wrist and the fall hit her in a strong wave.
"Hey there pretty," said the heavy man on top of her.
"Get the fuck off of me you bastard!" She was struggling as hard as she could against him but he grabbed her broken wrist causing her to cry out in pain.
"Now, now, none of that," he twisted her wrist causing her scream again. "Quit strugglin' it'll only make it hurt worse."
She continued her struggles until he punched her in the face causing another wave of agony to come across her. He then started to unzip his fly and began rubbing himself against her thigh. Sarah screamed again and he punched her until she stopped moving against him. He pulled her skirt up around her waist and as he was pulling her underwear down she cried out a name she had not uttered since she was fifteen, hoping that he was real and would come to save her though she had little hope it would happen.
"Jareth!"
AN: What do you all think? Leave me a pressie and let me know.
Also, to those reading Another Chance and Love Despite the Pain, they will both be updated as soon as I get a chance, I actually wrote this a while ago and never posted it. But like I said, I'll update the other two when I get some spare time from doing assignments.