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Disclaimer: I do not own any Labyrinth characters, I only own Kylie.
I Need You
Chapter Two: Remembrance
"I thought you'd never ask, precious", the Goblin Kind said, a cheeky grin on his face. He stood there, behind me, complete in his Goblin King regalia once again. I jumped back by the shock of his appearance. Tears formed in my eyes and I wanted to just run into his arms and cry my eyes out, but no, I walked towards him slowly like a civilized adult would.
"Why didn't you come back? I waited for you to come back, all those years…." I trailed off, stopped walking and I lowered my head, letting my tears fall silently. It had been five years since I had last seen him. Five years alone, raising OUR daughter.
He finished the walk towards me and he got down on one knee in front of me so he could look me in the face, my tears still free falling. Just like that long time ago I collapsed in his arms. He caught me in his arms gently and we sat on the floor together, me in his arms crying while small, almost invisible tears fell from his eyes as well. Him, the Goblin King, shedding tears, that was something I had never seen before.
We stayed in that position for a long time, and none of us dared to speak. Five long years, I've waited for him to come back to me, to US. I slowly left the familiar warmness that was him and I stood up and went over to the window, clutching at the top of my Grey tee-shirt. I heard him get up and walk towards me, putting his hands on my shoulders, as if to calm me down. Tears still cascaded down my cheeks. I felt mad, angry, and yet I couldn't be mad at him, I loved him too much. But I was still upset that he didn't come back.
"Where were you?" I asked him, turning back to face him. My eyes were bloodshot from crying but I still kept my head held high. I gazed into his soul-piercing eyes. He returned my gaze with confusion, sadness and love.
"Do you want to know the long or short story?" he asked me.
"I'd prefer the long, only because you have been gone for FIVE DAMN YEARS.", I was getting pissed at the fact that he wouldn't just come out with his explanation. He nodded at me and he led me to the bed, where we both sat down next to each other. He then began to explain his story to me. I made sure that I paid attention.
"On the night that we were….. Together, after it happened and we were sleeping I felt a tug on my mind, which usually means that something has happened to the Labyrinth or there is a runner in the labyrinth. And in this case, it was a runner. And when things like that happen, I have to go give the runner his or her choice on what he or she has to do. It was apparently a fifteen year-old boy who wished away his two year old sister. As I arrived, I felt that something was not right, but I just ignored it. So as I flew into the boy's window, there was the reeking stench of blood, but no body. I tried to ignore the fact that maybe it was a cut him or his sister got. So I offered him the chance of running my labyrinth or he could receive his dreams. He decided to run the labyrinth. So when I told him he had thirteen hours, he began to run the labyrinth. I then teleported to the castle to see the child that he had wished away. It was his two year old sister, who when she was given to me, was drenched in blood. His brother had stabbed her. And she was dying. I then stopped time for mere seconds to ask him what happened to her. He admitted that he stabbed her, but what he didn't admit was that he had a vial of poison on him." I gasped. 'How could a boy like that do that to his little sister?' I thought. I nodded at him to continue.
"Apparently while he was running the labyrinth, the vial of poison had opened and spilled on the floor of the labyrinth, poisoning it. Since I created the labyrinth, whatever affects it happens to me. So it weakened the labyrinth, which weakened me. Without the labyrinth, the portal to the aboveground can't open. That was why I couldn't get back to you, and for that, precious, I am terribly sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." By now he had tears falling from his eyes. I turned towards him and I embraced him. Not because he was gone for so long, or because I missed him, but because of what he went through.
"Were you able to save the baby?" I asked him, hoping for the positive outcome in this dreadful situation. It was like a book that ends on a cliffhanger, you didn't know what you were going to expect when you turn the next page.
"She lived; I was able to save her with the little magic I had left because of the poison. But I managed to save her with that little bit of magic that was left in me. After I healed her, I put her in the nursery with the other children that were still growing. While I was gone, there were only about six runners. None of them ever beat the labyrinth, not even that boy. I decided to spare him and erase his parents' memories so they would never know about their daughter…. But I can't say the same for the boy."And with that, the Goblin King finished telling me his story. I was so shocked and surprised by what happened. I think that until the day I die, I will never understand why he would stab his baby sister.
"I am so sorry that that happened Gob…." I was about to finished until he interrupted me.
"My name precious, is Jareth, please call me Jareth. I'm sorry I never told you, but now you know." he told me. While I was running the labyrinth, Hoggle had mentioned the name Jareth, but I must've forgotten.
"I'm sorry that happened, Jareth." the name felt so weird on my tongue, but it was definitely a name that I could get used to saying….a lot.
There was an awkward silence between us; it was as if there were no words to say at all. But in my opinion, that was a lie I just told myself. There was a lot to say to him. About his daughter, OUR daughter. But I decided to wait because there were a lot of important things to tell him before I could tell him about Kylie. I contemplated for a moment before I decided to break the silence.
"I have a lot to tell you, Jareth, more than you could ever know." I told him, deciding that I would tell him about our daughter first, that was my main priority right now. I stood up and looked him in the eyes, hoping that he would understand what I wanted to tell him.
"Jareth, I need to show you something, and this is very important to me, and this will become very important to you too." He nodded awkwardly and I motioned for him to follow me with my hand. He then got up off the bed and followed me but I halted him in his steps before we could get through the bedroom doorway.
"Do you mind if you change into clothes like me? I don't want her to wake up and be scared to see you wearing strange clothes…." I asked him. I didn't want to come off as rude, but I certainly did not want Kylie to wake up and ask him why he is dressed like he hopped out of one of her fairytale books. Jareth nodded and he poofed into bedtime clothes like me. There was a pile of glitter around his feet. He was wearing black sweatpants (that were not skin tight) and a dark blue undershirt. Satisfied with his outfit, I motioned him again to follow me three doors down the hallway. Once I reached Kylie's door, I touched the doorknob, and I hesitated for a split second before I opened the door. It was time for him to meet our daughter.
I quietly stepped inside and motioned for Jareth to follow me inside. Once he walked through the door he looked around, his eyes looking as if they were enchanted by the room. I tapped his arm gently and he focused his attention back to my eyes. I pointed to the left corner of the room, where Kylie slept. I watched him walk over to the bed, moving swiftly and silently. He then crouched down in front of the sleeping princess, and gazed at her complexion. His eyes danced around as he looked at her. After a couple minutes Jareth looked away from Kylie, and gazed up at me, but he was still crouching though. He then broke the silence in a quiet whisper.
"Is she… ours?" He asked me, a hopeful gleam danced in his eyes. I nodded at him, tears filling my eyes. I had waited so long for this moment, and it has finally happened. 'Finally', I thought. Jareth all of a sudden, got up and ran into my arms and embraced me, like a kid who had gotten lots of candy. I embraced him back as the tears fell from his eyes. Slowly as to not wake Kylie up, I guided us out of the room and I quietly shut the door behind us.
I led him into the kitchen, and by that point we were no longer embracing, but holding hands as I led him to the still lit island in the kitchen. He quickly let go of my hand and pulled out a chair and motioned me to sit in the chair. I quietly thanked him as I sat down on the chair. Jareth then went to the chair next to me and pulled it out. It was Kylie's high chair. So he went to the other side of the counter and he pulled out a regular chair like mine. We then began to speak quietly so we did not wake Kylie up. The thunder was louder than our voices, so we knew that we wouldn't wake her up, but the thunder probably would.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you when you first got here, I didn't know how to tell you. Besides, it's not like you can just come out and say"Hey we had a child together and you weren't here to help raise her."" I told him, hoping that he would understand what I am trying to tell him. He switched his gaze back to me; there were red circles around his eyes because he was crying for that short amount of time. I gazed at him lovingly before I got up walked to the other side of the kitchen to turn on the Keurig. I wanted coffee. 'I woke up in the middle of the night, saw Jareth again for the first time in five years, and I introduced him to our daughter while she was sleeping, I think I deserve a cup of hot coffee', I told myself. I looked at the clock on the stove. 2:47 A.M., the clock read. I stood there, waiting for the keurig to finish heating up. It was a few more minutes of awkward silence until the screen said that it was ready to brew.
I walked over to the stack of boxes next to the counter to find my Phantom of the Opera mug, which I had gotten when my Dad took me to New York to see it on Broadway. I shuffled through several boxes for the mug until I came across it. Jareth watched as I popped up from under the counter with my black mug, which had a brown phantom mask on it. I walked over to the keurig, opened the top and put in a coffee K-cup. Once I closed the lid and put the cup on the platform beneath it I pressed the size and it started to brew. I turned towards Jareth.
"Do you want some coffee?" I asked him yawning from the activities that had stressed me out.
"Coffee?" He looked at me oddly."What's coffee?"
I smiled and giggled a bit at the fact that he didn't know what coffee was. 'Then again, he doesn't live aboveground, so how could he know what it is?' I thought to myself.
"Coffee is a beverage that you drink to help keep you from falling asleep. I don't have it very often, but I have it when I'm really tired." I rubbed at my head, a sudden dizziness trying to take over my mind. I went and reached out for the cup that had the freshly brewed coffee sitting in it, as if it was calling my name. My eyes began to blur out and I rubbed at my temple. My head was beginning to pound madly like my heartbeat. Jareth looked up at me and concern and he got up and began to walk towards me. I felt the heat of the cup in my hand, and as soon as it came it had disappeared. I heard a splintering crash, and I felt a darkness take over me. Before I faded I felt a familiar warmness and my name being echoed in my ears. And with that, everything went black.
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Five Years Ago:
It was several months after Toby had been killed in the car crash. And every night since that day I had called the Goblin King. One night I sat on my bed, talking to him, asking him certain questions about the labyrinth and the creatures that lived there.
"What are you?" I had asked him. He looked at me curiously and he then raised his eyes up and contemplated. I watched him think for a while, but at the same time I also watched how his eyes danced in his eyes. Unknowingly, I was blushing, and I just felt like I couldn't help it. The way his hair was, the way his eyes danced, and the way his lips moved during his thoughts.
I turned away from him, willing the blush to fade away before he could see me.
"I am from a species called the Fae." He told me. I turned to face him away, the blush still faintly there; I gazed up into his eyes.
"Is that like an abbreviation for fairy or something?" I asked him. It sounded like oddest name for a species like him. But he looked completely human, save for the clothing.
"Fae, hmmmmm, I'm not so sure, I never really learned about my species. I wasn't educated the same way you were. You see, since you know me as the Goblin King, then you should know that I was once a prince and being a prince…..was hell for me. I grew up in the castle that I live in now. Only back then, I lived with my father, High King Mitas, who at the time was a legendary ruler. And of course, I was trained to follow in his footsteps, because my father was reaching an age where they can no longer rule. That age would be at around a million years old. You see, we fae are practically immortal." He told me. My jaw by then had dropped down in shock. I stood up and faced him.
"How old are you?" I asked almost sarcastically and yet hysterically. I watched his eyes go up and dance around again. After a few moments he looked back at me.
"I am about 1300 years old." He told me with a grin plastered on his face. Eventually I passed off the shock and I began to laugh hard. I soon fell onto the floor, still in a laughing fit. The Goblin King just sat there with the cheeky grin still plastered on his face. A couple minutes later I had calmed down and I got back up, sitting back on my bed next to him. I scooted closer to him.
"Can you tell me more about your childhood?" I asked him, wanting to know more about what he was like when he was little.
"Well, I was a little demon to everyone growing up, I was mean to the goblins, and I still am. But I'm not as cruel as I was back then. Being educated, I had to sit alone in a room on a comfy couch instead of what you call a desk on the aboveground, and so I had to sit there while my Dad paced around the room lecturing me about how the Fae and Troll war, which was started when the trolls, who live outside the underground border of the labyrinth, stormed their way into the goblin city. At the time, we did not have a goblin army. So instead, we fae chose to fight in place for the goblins. Many of both the trolls and the faes died out. But the war ended when the trolls' leader, Cornelius, was killed by the High King himself. After that they were defenseless, so we gave mercy on them and let them return to the troll kingdom. But getting to the the point, I was lectured in a small room for nine hours every day, by my father no less….."
He went on for hours and hours until it was late at night. I yawned, my eyesight was getting blurry, I couldn't keep myself sitting up any longer. I leaned on him and I felt his arms go around me and get off the bed. He then slowly laid me down on my soft bed like the many months ago. I felt his cape go around me again, and I welcomed the warmness. I closed my eyes and sighed in contentment. My nights had ended in the same routine, with me almost falling asleep on him and him tucking me into bed. Every night. I saw behind my closed eyelids the lights go out. He quietly crawled in beside me. Every night after Toby died I would call on him and I would ask him to stay with me, and by morning he would be gone, but the sheets beside me would still be warm, as would the cape.
I turned around on my bed and I faced him snuggling into his warm chest. I felt his arms wrap around me and I smiled. I felt the blush returning. I opened my eyes one last time and I looked at him. He was fast asleep. Slowly and gently, I reached up my hand to caress his face; his features were soft, and those of a Childs. Quietly, I leaned up and I did not hesitate.
I kissed him on the lips.
His lips were warm and soft, and I felt myself float up to cloud nine. After a few seconds I felt his arms grow tighter around me. My lips left his, when I opened my eyes again; he was looking at me with confused and yet, loving eyes.
"Why did you do that?" He asked me.
"Because…. I love you."
And with that, the dream ended.
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I felt myself floating into the world of consciousness, my eyelashes fluttering against my skin. I felt something warm and heavy on me, a very familiar warm and heavy thing. I opened my eyes to see Jareth's cape draped over me. I smiled at the memories of him putting his cape on me every night. I had missed that for five years.
Slowly, I got out of bed and my feet touched the ground. I raised myself to stand on my own two feet. I felt my legs shake underneath me and I felt the whooshing sensation of me falling. But before my knees could make impact with the ground a pair of warm hands grabbed my upper arms and raised me up. I turned around, only to come face-to-face with Jareth. I gasped in shock. He stayed. He stayed the night.
I got up and regained control of my legs. He had little time to understand what was happening before I threw my arms around his neck. And I kissed him full on the lips like the first time so long ago.
And I missed him. And I loved him.
He then kissed me back with the passion that I kissed him with. Our mouths moved in sync with each other, his hands cupping my cheek and the other behind my neck while I was crushed against him, my head tilted up with both of my hands tangled in his hair. The sweet remembrance. After a few moments with broke apart and we gazed into each other's eyes, not breaking eye contact for a second. His hands now cupped both of my cheeks and I smiled lovingly at him, like that night long ago. He gazed at me, a cute smirk plastered on his face, while his eyes gazed at me with forgiveness and compassion.
I soon heard a door open down the hallway and little footsteps patter towards my room. I watched as the little princess ran into my room and into my arms where I picked her up and carried her towards the bed. I sat her down on my bed and I grabbed a bright pink hairbrush out of my nightstand drawer. I silently began to brush the blonde tangles out of her curly hair, the smile still plastered on my face. After I finished brushing out Kylie's hair, I set her down on the floor.
"Mommy, why are you smiling?" She asked me. I turned around, only to see that Jareth was no longer stand in my room. The smile left my face as I realized that he had left me. Again. In my heart, I hoped that he would come back. He had to come back, because now he knows that we have a daughter.
'I wish that Jareth would've stayed here with us.' I thought in my mind. All of a sudden, there was a knock on my door. I quickly threw on my white silk robe and ran towards the door. I unhooked the latch and twisted the lock on the door. I twisted the knob, only to open the door and come face-to-face with none other than Jareth himself.
He was dressed in present-day clothes. He wore a Light blue button down shirt with brown buttons and a pair of tight black jeans. He wore tan sandals that covered his toes and he had a jacket tied around his waist and his hair was combed back, and SHORT. My jaw dropped in shock.
"See something you like precious?" He smirked at me. His teeth were still the same, his canine teeth pointing out like a vampires would. The small gaps in-between his teeth were irresistible to me, so unique. I quickly put myself together and I invited him in, which he politely accepted. He quietly took a seat at the island.
"I will be right back, I need to go get Kylie dressed, I looked down at my appearance."Me as well." I added. He nodded and I walked down the hallway and I went into the bathroom and I brushed my teeth, making sure that my teeth were nice and white and my breath was nice and fresh. I apparently had this thing where despite the type of mouthwash I used, my breath would smell like coconut.
I rushed into my room and I pulled out a neutral red dress that went just above my knees, it had short sleeves and a white ribbon that draped down the side of my waist. I brushed out my hair and I put it into a ponytail. I sat down at my vanity and I pulled out my makeup. First, I put on my mascara, making sure that I winged out my eyelashes at the end. Next, I put on my eyeliner that went halfway to my tear duct, and I did the same with my other eye. I then pulled out My Gerard Cosmetics Serenity colored lip gloss and I put a quick dab of that on my bottom lip. I then puckered my lips and corrected the mistakes. After I was done, I put my makeup away into my vanity drawer and I went to Kylie's room to help her get dressed.
I went over to her door and I knocked on it, waiting for her to open her door. A few moments later, she opened her door and I walked in, baking a B-line for her closet. I looked through the skirts and dresses until I found a baby-pink dress that was long sleeved, with a small white collar that parted in the center of the dress. The waistline was in the middle of the dress and after that, the dress flared out a tiny bit. I walked over to Kylie with the dress.
"Arms up." I commanded playfully. Kylie raised her arms up and I pulled off the nightgown. I then tossed the nightgown over my head, the garment of clothing landing in the laundry basket behind me. I looked down to make sure that she had at least changed her underwear. Once I made sure that she was wearing new underwear, I quickly grabbed some spray-on deodorant and I sprayed it in her under arms. Kylie giggled loudly.
"Mommy, that's cold!" She squealed at me. I quickly did the other under arm and I slid the dress on her, her arms still raised in the air. I smiled at the fact that there was still a smile on her face. Kylie put her arms down after the dress was on her. I went back to her closet to look for her white flats. Under a pile of Disney princess dress-up costumes I found her white flats. I laid them on the ground before her. She quickly hopped into her flats and she adjusted them with her feet. I then lead her into the kitchen, where Jareth was.
Once we got into the kitchen, Jareth was still there. He smiled at me and he then glanced down at little Kylie who quickly ran and hid behind my legs, peeking her head out every few moments to steal a glance of him. I laughed softly and her first meeting with him. I slowly crouched down and had her face me.
"Kylie, I would like you to meet Jareth,Jareth, this is Kylie."Jareth then crouched down on the floor and he got on his knees and they both stared into each other's eyes, inspecting their facial features. Kylie then went up to Jareth and she looked into his eyes. What came next was unexpected to the both of us.
She ran into his arms the rest of the way and started crying into his shoulder.
"I missed you daddy!"Kylie screamed into his shoulder. Jareth and I by that point both had tears in our eyes. Jareth then wrapped his arms around his little girl, OUR little girl. I then ran over to the little group hug on the floor and I joined in, Jareths arms now wrapping around the both of us and my arms wrapped around Jareth's back. I knew that at that very moment that I would never lose any of them, I would never leave my baby girl, and I would never let Jareth be taken away from me again.
We were in that position for what felt like hours. A while later we all let go of each other. Kylie quickly murmured about forgetting something in her room and she then quickly ran to her room to get whatever it was. Jareth then began to walk towards me as tears still fell from my eyes. He then pulled me into an embraced and wiped away the tears falling from my eyes. I smile and I looked up at him.
"I have waited five long years for this moment, five long years. She finally got to meet her daddy, and you finally got to meet your little girl." I told him in a relieved voice.
"Our little girl, precious." He looks down at me and he gently grabbed my chin, his other hand creeping behind my neck. I slowly leaned up and put my arms around his neck as his lips met mine. The fireworks went off in my mind. I pulled him closer to me, deepening the kiss. Before anything more could happen I heard a small voice shriek.
"EWWWWWWWWW what are you doing mommy?!" Kylie looked at me in horror. I quickly regained my composure, as did Jareth, but he still had a mischievous smirk on his face. My voice rang loud and clear throughout the room.
"Something that you will learn about when you are older." And with that I took a white hair band out of a kitchen drawer and I tied up Kylie's hair with it. I thought about what kind of activities we could do that day. I looked out the window, it was clear and sunny.
"So what do you want to do today, Jareth?" I asked him. As if like magic, he pulled out a tan basket with a white and red cloth above it out from behind his back.
"How about a picnic?"
Hi everyone! I hope that you enjoyed the second chapter of I Need You! Make sure you like, follow, or review, if you are enjoying the story overall! Love you all! Oh wait one last thing, if you have read my profile then you know that I love phantom. Try and see if you can find the similarity between phantom and a certain object in the house in chapter one!
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