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Oh Lord, I've done it again.
One day in late December, Sarah was sitting at her window watching the snowflakes fall all around her when she saw a large white blur moving towards her. She took it for another snowflake and ignored it, but soon saw that it was no snowflake, but an owl. It landed gracefully in a tree across from the window.
"Alrighty then. Let me guess, you're supposed to be the goblin king right?" she was being entirely sarcastic, but screamed as she looked into it's mismatched eyes. "HOLY SHIT!" She backed away from the window and ran to her door, but found it to be like a rusty lock, unable to move forwards or backwards, it was stuck right in between. Her window burst open and revealed a blonde fae clad in all white with a long white cape flowing behind him. His silver pendant gleamed, as did the mischievous smirk on his face. She took a deep breath in and turned around, glaring daggers. He cocked his head to the side.
"Hello Sarah." She just glared. "Nice to see you so chatty." He remarked casually. "Beautiful too." He observed. Stepping off the ledge of her window, he floated to the ground in front of her with surprising grace.
"Save your cheap talk for someone who cares. I know that you're just here to irritate me further then you did by taking Toby. You knew that I didn't mean it, and you did it anyway just to irritate me. Go away."
"So you think I'm predictable? You think I can't surprise you in any way? Would you like to bet on that?" Her defiant face flickered for a second to one of fear, but her composure quickly returned.
"Not really. Go away." She repeated the command more forcefully. His eyebrows raised and he stepped forward. She stepped back. This continued until she was against a wall, and he was nearly pinning her to the wall. She struggled to regain the upper hand.
"I didn't call you. You have no right." was her weak attempt. He shook his head and bent his head inches from hers.
"Oh but you did. Once invited always invited. It's called cause and effect sweetheart! I've only come to claim what's mine, what's always been mine." Her eyes widened.
"What did you call me?" His laughter filled the dreary silence.
"I said, it's called cause and effect sweetheart." He could see she was highly confused. "Sarah, you don't honestly think that I wanted Toby? You're mine. And no one and nothing is going to come between us." She ducked under his arm and grabbed anything in reach. "Come now sweetheart, no more games." She threw whatever it was that'd been in her hand. She saw it was Disney's 'Peter Pan' right as it hit his chest. He growled. She grabbed another video. "I'm not sure I understand your display of love.."
"Oh come on Goblin king, it's the typical guy/girl story: Boy meets girl, Girl thinks guy is a JERK. Girl gets pissed off. Girl knocks out Guy with a video of Bambi!" She threw it as hard as she could, but right as it was about to hit her face, it stopped, and dropped to the floor in front of her.
'Come now Sarah, you've made a step in the right direction. You've admitted you care for me.' His voice rang clear in her mind. She glared at him.
"Don't think I won't hurt you." She threatened.
"What pain do YOU think that YOU can inflict upon ME?" he asked coolly. She just followed her senses, which told her to keep her mouth shut. "Good job Sweetheart, you're figuring out obedience. Now, what do we do from here?"
"Mind if I ask a question?"
"Of course not sweetheart."
"If I shove YOU down the stairs, can I sue for mental anguish? 'cause your face is enough to put me in a looney bin!"
"You will regret that Sarah. I promise you that. Not now though, that's not my purpose for this visit."
"Then what prey tell, is?"
"To take you home of course." She arched an eyebrow.
"Uh-huh. Right. I hate to spoil your little 'special plans' quote unquote, but I am home. But actually, I feel much homier when you're not around." She realized that he wasn't going to leave, and she went to the window, which was wide open. On the window seat was her white fur coat, which she pulled on. She ignored Jareth's look of astonishment, and flipped herself over the window edge. Jareth quickly grabbed her wrist.
"What do you think you're doing?" He hissed. She looked at him astonished.
"Oh, haven't you guessed? I'm doing what you should be doing. Leaving." She dug her sharp fingernails into his wrist and he growled in pain, letting go of her. She quickly scuttered down the side of her house and jumped down into the snow. She started towards the vacant lot that lead to town. She could feel his eyes watching her as she pushed through the thick, dead weeds that blocked her path. "Ouch! Damn you Jareth!" she cried aloud. She continued, shivering. All she was wearing was a white sleeveless dressy top, and a white skirt under the thin white coat. She'd just come from her high school's play, 'Romeo and Juliet.' She had tried out and made the part of Juliet, but it didn't seem right, so she said she didn't have time after all. 'It's all your fault isn't it Jareth? You had to screw with my mind and my damn teenage hormones! Shit!' she looked back at the curb that had tripped her over. Sighing, she looked up to see the familiar street sign. Jackson. Well, at least she'd gone the right way, despite the fact that there was a snow storm going on and her head was spinning with thoughts of Jareth.
'Maybe it wouldn't be bad. You know you like him, maybe more. Especially after the end. You'd been strong up 'til then. But his eyes, they were so sad, so lonely, so longing. And he gives you the chance to join him again, as his own queen no doubt. What do you do? You throw Peter Pan and Bambi at him.' She thought, then grinned. 'Well, you could've at least said good bye or something. But no, you just run off into the cold where you'll probably freeze and die.' She had been known for her sarcasm. She continued on, though she wore mere dress sandals on her feet.
"So Damn Cold!" she mumbled. She saw a pair of feet in her way, and her immediate response was to run the other direction quickly. She always followed her screwed up mind.
'I can't believe this. I'm running away from a Goblin King who just so happens to love me, and I'm getting myself totally lost and I'm still running.' She wanted to stop, but her feet wouldn't respond. She just kept running down the street.
'Sarah, be sensible, where are you going to go?' his voice echoed in her mind.
"Far and away." she cried out while still running.
Oh Lord, I've done it again.
One day in late December, Sarah was sitting at her window watching the snowflakes fall all around her when she saw a large white blur moving towards her. She took it for another snowflake and ignored it, but soon saw that it was no snowflake, but an owl. It landed gracefully in a tree across from the window.
"Alrighty then. Let me guess, you're supposed to be the goblin king right?" she was being entirely sarcastic, but screamed as she looked into it's mismatched eyes. "HOLY SHIT!" She backed away from the window and ran to her door, but found it to be like a rusty lock, unable to move forwards or backwards, it was stuck right in between. Her window burst open and revealed a blonde fae clad in all white with a long white cape flowing behind him. His silver pendant gleamed, as did the mischievous smirk on his face. She took a deep breath in and turned around, glaring daggers. He cocked his head to the side.
"Hello Sarah." She just glared. "Nice to see you so chatty." He remarked casually. "Beautiful too." He observed. Stepping off the ledge of her window, he floated to the ground in front of her with surprising grace.
"Save your cheap talk for someone who cares. I know that you're just here to irritate me further then you did by taking Toby. You knew that I didn't mean it, and you did it anyway just to irritate me. Go away."
"So you think I'm predictable? You think I can't surprise you in any way? Would you like to bet on that?" Her defiant face flickered for a second to one of fear, but her composure quickly returned.
"Not really. Go away." She repeated the command more forcefully. His eyebrows raised and he stepped forward. She stepped back. This continued until she was against a wall, and he was nearly pinning her to the wall. She struggled to regain the upper hand.
"I didn't call you. You have no right." was her weak attempt. He shook his head and bent his head inches from hers.
"Oh but you did. Once invited always invited. It's called cause and effect sweetheart! I've only come to claim what's mine, what's always been mine." Her eyes widened.
"What did you call me?" His laughter filled the dreary silence.
"I said, it's called cause and effect sweetheart." He could see she was highly confused. "Sarah, you don't honestly think that I wanted Toby? You're mine. And no one and nothing is going to come between us." She ducked under his arm and grabbed anything in reach. "Come now sweetheart, no more games." She threw whatever it was that'd been in her hand. She saw it was Disney's 'Peter Pan' right as it hit his chest. He growled. She grabbed another video. "I'm not sure I understand your display of love.."
"Oh come on Goblin king, it's the typical guy/girl story: Boy meets girl, Girl thinks guy is a JERK. Girl gets pissed off. Girl knocks out Guy with a video of Bambi!" She threw it as hard as she could, but right as it was about to hit her face, it stopped, and dropped to the floor in front of her.
'Come now Sarah, you've made a step in the right direction. You've admitted you care for me.' His voice rang clear in her mind. She glared at him.
"Don't think I won't hurt you." She threatened.
"What pain do YOU think that YOU can inflict upon ME?" he asked coolly. She just followed her senses, which told her to keep her mouth shut. "Good job Sweetheart, you're figuring out obedience. Now, what do we do from here?"
"Mind if I ask a question?"
"Of course not sweetheart."
"If I shove YOU down the stairs, can I sue for mental anguish? 'cause your face is enough to put me in a looney bin!"
"You will regret that Sarah. I promise you that. Not now though, that's not my purpose for this visit."
"Then what prey tell, is?"
"To take you home of course." She arched an eyebrow.
"Uh-huh. Right. I hate to spoil your little 'special plans' quote unquote, but I am home. But actually, I feel much homier when you're not around." She realized that he wasn't going to leave, and she went to the window, which was wide open. On the window seat was her white fur coat, which she pulled on. She ignored Jareth's look of astonishment, and flipped herself over the window edge. Jareth quickly grabbed her wrist.
"What do you think you're doing?" He hissed. She looked at him astonished.
"Oh, haven't you guessed? I'm doing what you should be doing. Leaving." She dug her sharp fingernails into his wrist and he growled in pain, letting go of her. She quickly scuttered down the side of her house and jumped down into the snow. She started towards the vacant lot that lead to town. She could feel his eyes watching her as she pushed through the thick, dead weeds that blocked her path. "Ouch! Damn you Jareth!" she cried aloud. She continued, shivering. All she was wearing was a white sleeveless dressy top, and a white skirt under the thin white coat. She'd just come from her high school's play, 'Romeo and Juliet.' She had tried out and made the part of Juliet, but it didn't seem right, so she said she didn't have time after all. 'It's all your fault isn't it Jareth? You had to screw with my mind and my damn teenage hormones! Shit!' she looked back at the curb that had tripped her over. Sighing, she looked up to see the familiar street sign. Jackson. Well, at least she'd gone the right way, despite the fact that there was a snow storm going on and her head was spinning with thoughts of Jareth.
'Maybe it wouldn't be bad. You know you like him, maybe more. Especially after the end. You'd been strong up 'til then. But his eyes, they were so sad, so lonely, so longing. And he gives you the chance to join him again, as his own queen no doubt. What do you do? You throw Peter Pan and Bambi at him.' She thought, then grinned. 'Well, you could've at least said good bye or something. But no, you just run off into the cold where you'll probably freeze and die.' She had been known for her sarcasm. She continued on, though she wore mere dress sandals on her feet.
"So Damn Cold!" she mumbled. She saw a pair of feet in her way, and her immediate response was to run the other direction quickly. She always followed her screwed up mind.
'I can't believe this. I'm running away from a Goblin King who just so happens to love me, and I'm getting myself totally lost and I'm still running.' She wanted to stop, but her feet wouldn't respond. She just kept running down the street.
'Sarah, be sensible, where are you going to go?' his voice echoed in her mind.
"Far and away." she cried out while still running.