P.R. "Hello, welcome to those who have commented and given me advise, MyraVanhallah, Reader, and FelineGrace. For those who are joining us-"
Jareth "I hope you enjoy my freak out and my soon to come melt down!"
P.R. "JARETH!"
Jareth "Oh, sorry. It just slipped out." *smiles evilly*
P.R. "GRRRR! Your so going to pay for what you have just reveled!"
Jareth "Oh! I'm so scared! What are you going to do? Kill me? Ha! Your story will end."
P.R. *laughs* "I'm only the writer. But you forget, I hold your life in my hands here."
Jareth "So?"
P.R. "Oh, you'll see, Jareth, you'll see."
How Jareth Shows Affection:
10. He Acts Like A Total Jerk Off
9. He Pretends He Has No Heart
8. He'll Watch You Via Crystal Orbs
7. Yes, That Last One Is A Little Creepy
6. I Mean Think Of When Your Bathing And He's Watching...Just Creepy Man
5. Your The Only One Who Won't Die When You Insult His Beloved Labyrinth(But Some Random Goblin Will Pay The Price)
4. He's Immortal, He Can Stalk You Until You die(If Your A Mortal)
3. Hmm, Now I'll I Can See Is Him Hiding In The Bushes Outside
2. You Will Unknowingly End Up With His Heart
1. He'll Never Admit To Himself How He Truly Feels
I spun around, my heart pounding in my chest. In front of me, relaxing in a soft purple velvet chair, was a man with salt-and-pepper hair and simple dark blue robes. His hood was thrown back and his hazel eye's sparkled with amusement as he watched me gasp for air. A smile spread on his thin lips and caused his laugh lines to crinkle up. For the life of me I could not find the strength to glare at him.
"So," The old man laughed. "Your little heart-breaker isn't the only one who can sneak up on you."
"Vin." I gasped, clutching at my chest as my heart gave a strange and painful twinge. "Only you can enter a room without making a sound."
"What about your heart-breaker?" Vin's smile widened. "Is she not a mouse?"
"Ha!" Laughter, as bitter as wormwood, bubbled to my lips. "She couldn't even enter the Goblin City without demolishing half of it. Let alone get into this dusty old library."
"You underestimate her." Vin sighed softly.
"No." I replyed sadly, sinking into the seat across from him. "I only wish I did."
"You have to hand it to her." I glanced up at him, surprised and began to scowl. "Breath, Jareth, breath." I inhaled deeply from my nose, keeping my eye's on him. "Now, what I meant was that she defeated her greatest foe here and still saved her brother."
"Half-brother." I grumbled under my breath. "And since when have I been her greatest foe?"
Vin sighed and shook his head. "You are not her greatest foe. No, that is closer to her heart and mind. Not that you have to worry about it. Is it true? As I hear from, oh, Seve and Kon? Do you truely wish to revenge what your little heart-breaker has done to you?"
I thought of the two goblins that followed me nearly everywhere. Seve, a purple goblin with dark eye's, who could not close his mouth, even in the most life threatening moments. And Kon, a leathery goblin with yellow eye's, as clumsy as the sun is bright and as stars hang in the sky at night. Both would have, without a doubt, told Vin everything they had overheard me mumbling to myself. I avoided Vin's gaze and looked lazily at my hands, pulling all of my acting out of its dormant state.
"I have no idea what your talking about." I said dully, flicking a speck of dust off of my black gloves. The sleeves of my poets shirt where beginning to annoy me as they followed every twitch of the tendons and skin that made up my wrist.
"Do you wish Sarah to suffer?" My hands where suddenly clenched into fists.
"Do not say her name." I growled past my teeth, my jaw taunt.
"Do you have plans to punish Sarah for what happened years ago?" I jumped to my feet and loomed over him, pain and anger rushing in my veins.
"Never! Say! Her! Name!" I barked at him as I unclenched my fist and a crystal materialized in to my empty palm. By the looks of his face I have been a frightful sight.
"Do you?" Vin pressed, looking me strait in the eye. I knew it pained him to see me this way, the fear in his eye was for me, not from me.
"Not...entirely." I whispered after a moment, truth ringing from every syllable as I slunk back down into my seat covering my eye's with my hands. "I don't want her to suffer anything."
"Then," Vin's voice was gentle, as if soothing a hysterical child into telling him about its nightmare. "Why are you doing all this?"
"You know why. You've seen it."
"Yes, I have." Vin kept his tone gentle. "And I can not tell you what you want to hear."
"Why not?" I moaned, automatically mad at myself for showing weakness.
"Because, your not permitted to know. You had Deim and I vow never to revel this story to you."
"Tell me again why I did that." I demanded miserably.
"Because, you really didn't care much back then." Vin whispered gently, his words slowly soothing me. "And we had advised that you do, so that you wont drive yourself insane trying to understand every aspect of what has happened and what will happen, and of-course what is happening now. No, you must make these choices blindly and sanely."
"Sanely?" I laughed bitterly. "Pray tell me. How is haunting a teenage girl sane?"
"She will be a young lady in several days." Vin pointed out, a small smile on his face. "And you sent the goblins to haunt her every step around their home, some have even climbed into her book-bag or purse, if their small enough, and watching her outside of the house. Talk about loyalty."
"It's not like any of it matters and more." I said misrably, droping the crystal and burying my face in my hands. The crystal fell and shattered into bilons of tiny peices. "She's after another man."
"Yes, I know." Vin whispered sympathetically. "Yet, my dear friend, it is only a crush. They never last long."
"What do you call my feelings for her?" I asked bitterly, feeling a dull, aching, burn behind my eyelids. "Are they not 'crush' like?"
"No. They are part of something deeper, warmer, more real. And that is where you both falter." Vin murmured to me.
"What do you mean?" I asked, taking my face away from my hands and looking at him.
"Jareth, would you like to hear what I have come all this way to tell you, or not?" Vin asked, pulling out a leather bound book, worn and its pages faded. I knew each page was full of notes and words of ink that I am not alowed, under any circumstances, to have knowledge of. The tale of my life, beginning to its supposed end. Well they have a point, how would I react if I knew every detail of my life? How would anyone react? Probably running around screaming at the top of their lungs and then ending up on the floor, rocking back and forth and talking to themselves. I sighed.
"Oh yes, tell me about it." I leaned back in my chair. "Tell me something good after our unexpected heart to heart chat."
"Jareth, who ever said it was unexpected?" Vin replied laughing. "Now, as far as we can tell you, you have several surprises in store for yourself. Do not ask what they are, Jareth, I can't tell you. Now, where was I? Oh yes. Anyway, there are many journeys coming upon you and and another, I fear that they will not turn out as you would wish them to. Some will die, others will live, hearts will prevail."
"What is this? A gypsy reading?" I asked completely lost. "'Some will die, others will live, hearts will prevail'?"
"Jareth, do you have to?"
"Yes, I have to ruin your cheesy little gypsy moment. That made no sense and I have a feeling that you just made everything worse."
"So...your sill upset?" Vin asked.
"Sarah." I whispered. "Ever since you have first uttered her name she's all I have thought about. Everyone in this kingdom had been happy. When dhe came no one knew who she was or how I felt about her. When she left I did not leave my camber for days-"
"Months."
"-and how I always felt the need to have her watched over. When she was a young child I wrapped up that book you had said she would love-"
"I always wondered where that went."
"-and gave it to her on her tenth birthday. I cared about her-"
"-and you watched her grow with your crystal orbs. Even if you wont admit it, you l-"
"Vin! Stop, please." I jumped to my feet and brushed past him to the door. "You may stay for the night, if you wish to, but I must retire early tonight, I fear I am not feeling well."
I slammed the door behind me and headed to my chambers. I could endure throbbing pain, but this pain is inhuman. From the stir of feelings I could pick out several I knew, anger, shame, denial, and sadness. Yet I could not identify the throbbing twinge in my hear or the feeling blooming inside it, taking all joy from life...
"Ugh!" I slammed the door to my chambers and began to pace back and forth. "What's wrong with me? Why is smiling so impossible?" I needed air.
I ran forward, narrowly avoided the tables and the books and pulled open the glass door. I slipped out and closed it behind me, breathing in the cool, crisp air that caused my hair to lift up and twirl in the air. Taking several deep breaths as I walked to the edge of the balcony and leaned over looking out at my labyrinth, its sandy walls stood tall and strong. Every obstacles different, not to identical or in and existing likeness on another. Some say original. Others...
"So Sarah, tell me." I got close to her and leaned against the wall with my arm. She looked so out of place in the darkness, her skin glowed, her eye's gleamed, her hair looked more blue then black. Just looking at
at her and knowing her attention was on me, I couldn't help but smile.
"Well," I watched her take a deep breath and then looked strait at me, her eye's hard and cold like stone. "Its a piece of cake."
Even now I felt an arctic blow over my heart, momentarily freezing it. Everyday since she left the Underground, everyday I regret being frightening. She may have wanted me to be an evil person, but its far from what she deserved. What she needed. Her expectations on me, about that story I had given her, about this place, where far off the mark. I am not human, immortal yes, but not inhuman. My heart beats and it can break, but has never broken before. Sarah. A strange, twisted, painful thump came from my chest, stopping my mind from its on going rambles. I grasped at my chest, grasping at the cloth that covered the skin, muscle, and bone that hid my suffering heart. Only the mention of her name causes the organ to betray me. It drives me insane. She drives me insane. And some how I can't make myself hat her, I only care about her more. I would do anything for her, even forgive her. I would always forgive her, just like I would always give her what she wanted, even if it made no sense, even if it would kill me. I opened my eye's and glanced around, praying that no one had seen my moment of weakness. I only expose my feelings when I'm sure no one's around to see, but the time my bleeding heart got the best of me. I looked back over the ledge.
"I would jump if I thought it would work," I mumbled looking down at the cobble stone far, far below. "But Vine would know the second I decided to do it and he would come and pull me down." I took a deep breath. "Like before."
"Your love should be more careful of what she wishes for." A wavery female voice whispered. I whipped around, a crystal orb materialized in my left hand, it pulse could be felt thru my black glove. I froze in shock as my eyes took in what was in front of me.
"Who are you?"
P.R. "Yay! Finaly! The new chapter is out and its 5 am. I pulled an all nighter just to copy this out of my notebook. Enjoy, and review!"
