There's Such a Sad Love
By: LabyrinthMonster
"Another story about how Jareth is secretly in love with Sarah and vise versa."
I don't own the Labyrinth or any of the Labyrinth characters.
I really wish I did. But I don't.
Sarah sat up. She looked around the room and realized she was in her bed. She rubbed her eyes and looked around again. Not here. There was no sign of him. She swung her feet over the side of the bed and stood up. Stretching, she left her room, and headed downstairs to the kitchen.
It was so real. She could have sworn he had been right there in her room. But that was impossible… wasn't it?
"Sarah?" a voice said from behind her. Sarah spun around to see Toby standing on the stairs.
"Oh. Hey Toby." She walked over to her little brother and picked him up. "What are you doing out of bed?"
"I'm scared." Toby said, wrapping his arms around Sarah's neck. She carried him up the stairs and to his room.
"Come on, little guy." She put him in his bed and held his hand. "It's going to be alright." She stayed in his room, telling him stories of magical lands and mystical creatures until he fell asleep. She quietly snuck out of his room and went back to hers.
What a strange dream. She crawled under the covers and stared at the ceiling. So real. Visions of Jareth floated through her head as she slowly drifted off to sleep.
Jareth sat up in bed, quickly searching the room. He was sweating. It couldn't have happened. No, it hadn't. He got up and began pacing the room. She can't know. He left the room and began walking down the halls. It was so real. He entered the throne room and made a full loop around it before heading back to his bedroom.
"What a strange dream," he said out loud to himself as he crawled back into bed. Too real. Why would he dream such a thing? He stared at the ceiling, sleep far away now. He glanced at the clock. Three o'clock in the morning. He looked back at the ceiling. Wide awake. Great.
He began thinking about her words. You have no power over me. What if he hadn't allowed her to say them? What if she hadn't remembered them? What if I had won? He rubbed his eyes and rolled over on his side. He came up with several more what if questions before finally giving in to sleep.
Sorry this one is so short. I'll make the next chapter a long one. Read. Review. All that good stuff.