Alone in this house again tonight
I got the TV on, the sound turned down and a bottle of wine
Jareth sighed. He had been so close… for a few desperate moments he felt that maybe Sarah would talk to him, that maybe Sarah could forgive him… He opened another bottle of wine. The cork joined the 5 or 6 he had already gone through in the rudimentary game of pass between the goblins.
There's pictures of you and I on the walls around me
The way that it was and could have been surrounds me
I'll never get over you walkin' away
"Kingy?" the most rational goblin was tugging on his boot. "Maybe kingy shouldn't drink so much. Wine make kingy sad again, like after Lady leave."
All the thanks he got was a kick. Jareth didn't need to be reminded of that horrible day… he had tried to drown his sorrow then, too. It hadn't worked well. Between the hundreds of goblins with broken ribs from those next few days, the massive hangover… and all the wine served to do was exaggerate the rejection, and make him taunt himself that he was going to pieces over this girl. As the memories surfaced, all the crystals shimmering around the throne room began playing them. Right in front of him was that peachy paradise, and in his anger he reached out and crushed it, but all around him were his own fantasies and memories, dancing and taunting him. He stood and left the room.
I've never been the kind to ever let my feelings show
And I thought that bein' strong meant never losin' your self-control
He collapsed on his bed, already pinching the bridge of his nose from the alcohol induced headache. But he didn't want to lose control… "I am strong… no losing control…" he moaned. Sarah was just another runner. Just another runner. Another runner. Another runner that wasted 13 hours of his time to hurt him. Sarah had hurt him. Sarah was just another runner… the chant rolled through his drunk mind, trying to ignore the pain.
But I'm just drunk enough to let go of my pain
To hell with my pride, let it fall like rain
From my eyes
Tonight I wanna cry
"Ohhh, it's no use at all!" He suddenly yelled, throwing a crystal at the wall. He felt the shatter release some anger, but all it left was sadness and rejection. He slumped down in front of his mirror - sometimes, if Sarah was lonely, he could watch her through it… he let go. "Damn it all!" he ranted. "Damn my pride!" and he let the tears fall like rain.
Would it help if I turned a sad song on
"All By Myself" would sure hit me hard now that you're gone
But somehow the few tears that could disobey his pride weren't strong enough to rid him of his traitorous emotions. He crushed another crystal in his hand before he heard music coming from the mirror, from Sarah's room. "All by myself, don't wanna be all by myself anymore… hard to be sure sometimes I feel so insecure and love's so distant and obscure…" and he could cry again.
Or maybe unfold some old yellow lost love letters
It's gonna hurt bad before it gets better
He was watching now, for anything else in her room that could make him feel better, when he saw that BOOK. And it was opened to that PAGE. "And the Goblin King had fallen in love with the girl…"
"It doesn't matter anymore!" he thought. "I'm going to be hurt no matter what…" and his drink suffocated the thoughts of "even though a Goblin King shouldn't feel pain…"
But I'll never get over you by hidin' this way
He stood up and decided he wasn't going to hide anymore. He readied himself to step through the mirror.
A/N: OK, I know I promised a reunion scene but this was wide open, so I've got this one, one from Sarah's POV, and then the reunion. Also watch out for another (separate) songfic about the Labyrinth being so different after Sarah's gone, set to "Our Town" from the movie "Cars."
