Save Me.
Sarah ran down a long corridor made of stone. She heard the footsteps of the guards right behind her.
Why were they coming after her? What did Jareth want with her?
She whirled around the corner to run right into the arms of Jareth.
"What do you want with me!?"
Jareth didn't say a word he just turned to the captain of his guards and nodded. The guard grabbed her arm tightly and practically dragged her away.
"No! Wait! Jareth! No!!!"
"Jareth?!"
Sarah sat bolt up right in her bed, her long brown hair plastered to her face, a wild, scared look in her eyes. She had had 3 other dreams in the past week, but none of them ended the same as this one. Why were they chasing after her? Was this a warning? Was Jareth really coming back after all these years? It had been exactly 13 years since she fought him to get her brother back, and she had won. Several times she had felt as if some one was watching her.
What did he want?
Jareth sat alone in his throne room a mirror in front of him, I f any one came in they would think he was admiring himself, but in truth he was watching Sarah. She seemed so scared, but he couldn't go to her and comfort her. He couldn't even tell her he was there, she wouldn't hear him, he had tried before, but she eventually blocked him out, and she would never hear his comforting words again.
Certainly some one was trying to tear them apart, but who? No one in his realm had any thing against him. They all were loyal to him, in fear of what he would do if they weren't. Why would any one do this? What could he do to stop it? He couldn't even talk to Sarah.
He had to find a way to bring her back or to go to her. That was it ! He would go to her, then bring her back to Underground where they would figure out what was going on. Now all he had to do was figure out how to get to her.
"Sarah! Are you alright?"
It was her best friend and roommate, Jessica, she sounded worried.
"Yes. I'm fine."
"Can I come in?"
"Yes, you don't need to ask."
She had long red hair and emerald green eyes, a look o f concern in them. She sat down next to Sarah in the bed.
"I heard you shouting his name again and I didn't know if he was actually here or not. I was worried he might try and take you from me. Oh, Sarah, I was so scared! I thought I might loose my best friend, please tell me he'll never dare set foot in our apartment, please. I don't care if it's a lie, just tell me." She had started to cry and she was begging, no, pleading with Sarah to answer her, no matter I f it was true or not.
"Well, I can't lie to you. I really don't know."
Jessica looked up at Sarah and gazed past her in a look of pure terror.
"Jessica! What's wrong?!"
Jessica didn't answer she just pointed behind Sarah. Sarah finally got the courage to look behind her, and was greeted by the sight of Jareth, the Goblin King.
"What are you doing here?!"
"Why can't I just come to see you?" He asked a touch of innocence in his voice and a gentle look in his eyes.
"Because that's not the way you are. What do you really want?"
"I want you to help me, to trust me enough to put your life in my hands."
"I can't, not after what you did to me!"
"What did I do to you!? I haven't done any thing to you!"
"Haven't you?! You took away my brother, you messed with my head, and you still are!"
"What are you talking about!?"
"You've been making me have those awful dreams at night, and don't deign it I know it was you!"
"I haven't! I don't even know what you're talking about Sarah! Honestly, you have to believe me!"
"No I don't! And I never will!"
"Sarah, please you must believe me!" He really wasn't the same. He had a pleading look in his eyes, and was basically moments away from begging and pleading.
Sarah looked at Jessica, she was obviously convinced. She seemed to want to go to his side and beg along with him.
"What do you want me to do?"
Jareth's eyes shone like they used to, but there wasn't the usual look of mischif in them.
Could he really have changed? Could she trust him? Why not? He hadn't really done any thing, just what I wanted him to do, and secretly I did want him too stop me or at least try.
"Ok, what do I have to do?" Sarah finally said reluctantly.
Jareth seemed shocked she had been so wiling in a matter of speaking. He looks at her hard as if trying to figure out if she's was playing a mean joke.
"I'm serious. Quit looking at me like that!"
"Sorry. Wait why am I apologizing to you? You should be apologizing to me."
"What?!"
"You should. You were in the wrong."
"About what?!"
"I never sent you dreams, let alone bad ones. I'd never do that to you. You know that right?"
"I…. I…. I don't know what I know!"
"Sarah, uh, just calm down. Ok? I'm sure he doesn't mean any thing bad, right?"
"Of course not! I would never want to hurt Sarah!"
"See…Sarah, please don't get mad at him when he's come to ask for help."
"Fine, I say again, what do you want?" She said trying to calm down, but failing.
" I can't tell you…"
"Why not?!" Sarah screamed.
"Sarah!"
"Sorry!"
"It's hard to explain, that's all I meant. I'll come back tomorrow night when you've calmed down. Give you a little time to think and calm down." He said vanishing out the window.
"Ohhh!!! Some times he just…I don't know!!!"
"Sarah, you are going to help him, aren't you?"
"Why should I ?! What has he ever done for me?!"
"Sarah, you admit it yourself he did every thing you asked last time. The better question is what hasn't he done for you."
"You're right, you're always right! Unlike me, I'm always wrong!"
"Sarah, what is your problem!?"
"What isn't my problem?! He is the king yet he wants me to solve his problems! No! I'm not the problem solver for other people! Will you try and see things from my eyes?! For once!?"
"I did! Every day after you told me how horrible he was, I'm sick of it, and guess what I don't think he's that bad! I don't see why you hate him so much! Why do you hate him so much?!"
"I don't know! I just don't know! Is that good enough for you?!"
"Look this isn't going to solve any thing we might as well say yes and be done with it."
"Fine, but you can help him I'm watching, only watching."
"Fine."
Jareth looked one last time in the hall to make sure no one was there, before he finally shut the door and locked it. He had to see her again, now!
He looked at the mirror on the dressing table, then at a piece of canvas covering some giant painting. He took a step toward it then stopped as if changing his mind, but looked at it with a longing look as if he wanted to pull it off the wall.
He sat down at the table and looked at the mirror.
"Let me see Sarah."
He said to the mirror. At once an image of Sarah appeared, she had gone back to sleep.
Good, now I can see what she's blaming me for, and maybe it will help me figure out what is going on.
"Show me her dreams." He commanded the mirror.
At once it obeyed once more. Now he saw her sitting in a dark dank cell under his castle.
How had she gotten there? Must have been the previous dream. Had it said he did it?!
She was now being taken away to some pit by his goblins. They got ready to push her and then…
"Noooo!!!"
He yelled knocking over the chair as he stood up.
"How could she think that of me?! I would never want to hurt her! She should know that!"
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