Jareth's POV
Mother had been in that bathroom for two hours, so I finally just gave up. I went back to the goblin realm.
I sat in the throne, head in hands. "And this is the-" I glanced at Mother, and my face fell. "This is the throne room, and this is my son, king of the goblins. Sarah knows him."
"Mother?" The goblins fell silent. "Come." The goblins ushered everyone but her out. "Where's Sarah?"
"She's passed out, in the hallway. We carried her around."
"You took Sarah here?" Mother nodded. "Bring her in." Mother nodded, dragging her in. "Leave." She nodded.
"I hope you-" I cut her off.
"LEAVE." She held her hands up, walking out.
I conjured up a crystal, and threw it at her head. It shattered. "Oww!"
"I told you it would shatter." She jerked up when she heard my voice, and started to hyper ventilate. "Shut up." Her head titled at me, and she got up. She wobbled around a little bit.
"You are such... A dick!" I raised my eyebrows.
"Excuse me?"
"Why am I here?"
"My mother brought you. And your friends." I rolled my eyes, as she looked around. "Mother?" She peeped her head in, sheepishly. I waved her away.
"Your mother does coke." I laughed.
"And?" She looked horrified.
"Can I... Can I go? Or did you like... Kidnap Toby again?" I shook my head.
"Little Jareth is at your home. Mother, take them home." Mother ran in, and lead Sarah out.
"So... I uh... I wish that the goblin king would take my baby brother away again. Right..." She sighed, over Little Jareth. "Right now." She looked around, going out on the balcony, and she broke down crying. "It's not fair."
"No. It's not." She jumped, looking up at me. "Not fair at all. Of course, we're thinking that for different reasons. I'm sure you'll try and get Little Jareth back. He's not even crying. Have you just become a little selfless? Wanting him to not die?" Sarah gasped.
"The world is ending, but... The goblin city isn't?" I shook my head.
"None of the Underground is. Why don't we go inside... This wind is killing me." She nodded, holding open the door. She ran down the stairs, leading me to the kitchen. She poured me some coffee. "Thanks."
"Why did you come?"
"Why did you wish him away?" Sarah blushed.
"I... I wanted to see you. Why did your mother take me back to the city?" I laughed.
"She saw I was heart broken, she took me above ground, and by some freak coincidence..." I looked at her. "You came into that dinner."
"But... Why were you heart-broken?" I smiled devilishly at her.
"Why did you run away at the dance?" She stammered.
"Those people were looking... And they were pointing, and laughing..." She was blushing and stammering even more. She finally gave up, and took a sip of her coffee. I followed.
"Why did that matter?" She shook her head.
"This is just... Too weird..." She closed her eyes, and I pecked her hand. "And now you're an owl." I hooted. "Okay. One for yes, two for no." I hooted once. "Are you going to take Toby again?" I hooted twice. "You turned into an owl because you knew I can talk to you, right?" I hooted once. "It didn't... Matter... It was just... Too much, for me, at that moment. I had to get Toby, and then the clock struck, and I knew time was running out... I knew Dad and Karen would kill me, three months early." I hopped closer to her, rubbing my head on her hand. "I... I didn't realize what you were offering, when you offered to let me stay. I didn't realize..." She started crying. "I didn't realize you were offering to keep me from dying. That's really... Really nice of you." She laid her head down on her arm, and I hopped off the table.
"The offer still stands." She stopped breathing. "Of course, you don't have to take it. You can always be with your family... When... That time strikes." She sighed. "Or, the always apparent other option... You can live on earth for... What is it today?"
"December ninth." I nodded, calculating in my head.
"You can live on earth for about two more weeks, and then go to the Goblin City." She pulled her red face out of her arm, and looked at me.
It felt like hours before she spoke.
"I..." She sighed.