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Okay guys this is my second attempt at a labyrinth fanfiction. My other one 'Cruel Eyes' is still being written but I have come to a block that I'm trying to get through in the story. This is a darker version of labyrinth that I hope you enjoy. Review and comment!

One

It had been a really shitty day. She had failed her psychology exam, for the third time, and now her boyfriend wasn't texting her back. She furiously punched in the letters telling him she needed him at home and explained about the exam. She had stepped out onto the street and it had started raining. Sarah swore loudly, earning her disgusted stares from a few passers-by, and pulled her coat tighter around her neck. It was not her day. By the time she had gotten home her clothes were soaked through and she had started up a sneezing fit. She dumped her coat by the front door and threw her phone onto the settee. She was about to grab herself a drink when she heard something. A soft noise of movement coming from upstairs. She froze and listened again; yes, definitely from upstairs. Sarah grabbed the closest thing to her, a spatula, and slowly went up the stairs. She knew if she called the police the whoever was upstairs would hear her and she dreaded to think what would happen then. When she was up the stairs she could clearly hear movement. She turned and faced down the hallway to where the guest bedroom was. The house had been a bargain, when her and Callum had decided to live together, and they had been lucky to grab it when it went on sale. As she crept down the hall she started to hear squeaks and crunches and was confused as to what the person was doing; there was nothing of value in the guest room. When she got to the door she paused and leaned her head softly against it. There was a moment of silence before she heard a spring pop and a muffled moan. Sarah's heart clenched as she feared what was going on. She took a deep breath and flung the door open and gasped at the sight; Callum was lying over a small red haired girl, who was currently grabbing the covers and trying to cover herself. Callum turned his head as his eyes went wide with fear. Sarah didn't let him try to explain himself before she was running into their bedroom and pulling clothes from the wardrobe. She knew it. She just knew it. Callum had been acting odd for weeks now and never had time for her anymore. At first she thought it was something she had done and thought giving him some space would make things better, ha! She didn't even notice him come in until he grabbed her arm and turned her around. A thin bed cover was around his waist and his one hand was holding it up.

"Sarah this is not what you think" She twisted out of his grip and moved around the bed and pulled clothes out of the drawers.

"Please say something" She glared at Callum, who shrunk down into the cover.

"Who is she?" Callum pursed his lips and looked away. When she started to put the clothes into a bag he shook his head in defeat.

"She's just some girl from work…Kayleigh I think" He frowned and then nodded. Sarah curled her lip in disgust and zipped the bag up.

"You couldn't even be bothered to learn her name? You truly are pathetic" She shoved past him and made her way down the hall, noting how Kayleigh was no longer in the bedroom. When she got to the top of the stairs she saw the red head at the bottom. She seemed small and scared and Sarah would of felt sorry for her if the circumstances were different. When she left the stairs she felt a hand in her wrist. She looked down at it and then back up to Kayleigh.

"Please don't tell my mom" Sarah raised her brows at how young the girl sounded. Now that she was up close, and the girl had clothes on, she saw that she didn't look much older than sixteen. She shook her head in disgust at the thought of Callum, who was two years older than the brunette twenty two year old, getting into bed with a child.

"Where are you going to go?" She heard Callum shout. She turned around and he was standing in front of Kayleigh.

"I have friends to stay with" And with that she was out of the house and walking in no particular direction. She couldn't bring herself to cry over him and she didn't have the strength to go to one of her friends and explain everything. When she saw a bench up ahead she did a little run and sat down on it, looking around her. She was only around the corner from the house but it felt like somewhere new. The dark. She never liked the dark and now she was surrounded by it. She hugged herself and pulled the bag behind her, leaning against it. Her mind wandered to a simpler time when she was a teenager; a time filled with baby brothers and golden labyrinths. She smiled at the memories. Toby was now a happy kid and they had grown close after her time in the labyrinth, she often visited him out of college hours. Then her mind ran towards the memory of a man in skin tight trousers and glittered hair holding a crystal to her, a man with mismatched eyes. She had regretted her decision since the day she made it but knew she couldn't change it. But now…now she was older…She sniffled and held up her head. She had nowhere left to turn, no-one to leave behind that would miss her. She knew Toby would be upset but he would get over it. She gripped the handles of her bag and closed her eyes tight. She took a deep breath and felt the wind pick up her hair.

"I wish the goblins would take me away…right now"