I don't own Labyrinth. 'Cause if I did, jareth and sarah would have ended up together. But, sadly they didn't. So that's why write fanfictions, so everything happens according to our imigination~ Please R&R!
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Sarah raised her hand to knock on the door of the throne room. It'd been a year since she'd seen Jareth.. And it was christmas. So, hopefully, he would listen to her. "Come in." A voice said. It sounded broken and sad. And Sarah almost turned around and ran. But she took a deep breath and walked in. When she saw him on his throne, she almost ran again. But she didn't. Jareth seemed to be lost for words too. 'Good, so I'm not the only nervous one' she thought to herself, and walked farther into the room. "Merry Christmas..." She said, handing him a small wrapped gift. Jareth took it, but never took his eyes off of Sarah. The sixteen-year old shifted uncomfortably in his gaze. 'A year later, and he still affects me..'

'I'm so glad you made time to see me, how's life? Tell me how's your family? I haven't seen them in a while'

"So...how's life?" 'that was stupid, Sarah...' she scolded herself. 'You show up after a year, after you broke his heart, and you say "how's life?" ' She sat down on a chair,
facing him. Still nothing..."The kingdom has been doing well lately..." He finally said, still not taking his eyes off of Sarah. After a few minutes of painful silence, they started to talk.

'You've been good, busier than ever. We small talk, work and the weather. Your guard is up, and I know why'

Sarah liked the small talk, but they never said more than few sentences. She studied the Fae carefully. 'His guard is up...' She didn't need to ask why, she already new.
Without words. Or needing to be reminded.

'Because the last time you saw me, is still burned in the back of your mind. You gave me roses, and I left them to die.'

He gave her everything she asked for, and she threw it in his face. 'You have no power of me' she had said. That was all it took for him to stay away from her.
To have her baby brother back, and to go home. To live a happy life before she wanted to see him again. "I came to say...that...I'm sorry..for everything..."
She didn't care if anyone thought her to be weak, she didn't care if this was probably for nothing.

'So this is me swallowing my pride, standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night..And I go back to December all the time'

She hated her freedom, because it wasn't what she thought it would be. All those times she wished she could go back. Freedom, for her, wasn't anything for her but missing him...Because she didn't realize what she had...

'It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you, wishing not realizing what I had when you were mine. I go back to December, turn around and make it all right. I go back to December all the time.'

When he said nothing, she continued. "Ever since that time..I haven't been able to sleep..At all.. I always wished I could go back...go back to you..But..I never tried to contact you.." And she meant that.
She always wished she could re-do all of it.

'These days, I haven't been sleeping. Staying up, playing back leaving. When your birthday passed, and I didn't call.'

Will write more in the next chapter! Promise~!