AN- I don't own anything or anyone from the movie. Any new characters are probably mine. I'm new to writer so please bare with me. Ill try but I can't guarantee it'll be good…
The many sides of depression
Jareth stood on the balcony of his room, the wind softly blowing his silver blond hair. Ever since Sarah had defeated him he had gone into a deep depression. Not because she defeated him but because she left him. In those few short hours she was in his kingdom he had completely fallen for her. When she was near him he didn't know how to act or what to say. Because of being put in such a position he would be cruel, not because he wanted to but more for defense. She couldn't see him weak. He wanted to tell her how much he loved her but didn't know how. He had never been in love before, it was new to him and he didn't like it. Feeling helpless over a young mortal girl. But he couldn't tell her, she was too young.
Jareth sighed for what must have been the hundredth time that night. He hadn't eaten in nearly two days and he wasn't sleeping well. At first after her victory he had been mad. He would storm around all day but now, months later the depression was seeping in. most of the time now was spent locked up in his room or the library, screaming at anyone that disturbed him. Even the goblins steered clear for fear of being thrown in the bog or worse. Rumors had spread like wild fire of goblins being thrown in the bog just for walking past at the wrong time. No one dared to bother him.
Jareth turned back to enter his room and prepare for a rough nights sleep. He crawled in bed not bother to change his cloths. He tossed and turned for a few minutes before giving up. He threw back the covers with annoyance and stomped out of his room. All the goblins in the hall froze then quickly moved out of his way hoping not to be noticed. Ignoring them, Jareth entered the library and slammed the door behind him. He decided reading might get his mind off of Sarah. After choosing a book he sat himself in one of the large chairs by a roaring fire.
Try as he might Jareth couldn't concentrate on the book. All he though of was his Sarah. How was her life going? Was she happy? Did she miss him? Why would she miss him, she had no reason to. Jareth gave a heavy sigh, giving up in trying to get Sarah off his mind. It was no use, he couldn't fight it anymore. It was driving him mad, more then once he had though of death. The only way to get away. Him, the Goblin King running away? What would people think?
Lanceton, one of the servants, had watched Jareth over the months. He watched has Jareth suffered in silence over his loss. He was determined to do something about it. Jareth wasn't the nicest ruler in the best of moods but he was better then some. But over the few months Jareth had been worse, always yelling at everyone over nothing. Lanceton was tired of it. He had to do something to get Jareth back to his former self. And whether he admitted it or not, Jareth was making himself sick from all the depression.
Lanceton had been think about it for a while, how to get the real Jareth back. A plan formed in his head, it would be difficult but it was worth a shot. With a satisfied smile Lanceton went back to work.
AN- well there you have it for that chapter. Like it? Hate it? Please let me know. Ill try to get the next chapter out soon, could be sooner if you review. *hint hint*
