Yikes! My updates are not doing well! Im really sorry this has taken a while to get this chapter up! I've made it really long to make up for the huge gap so hopefully you wont kill me! XD

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"Then you should have heard that I had a massive argument with her, that's why she's upset. I spoke my mind, and she didn't like it."

"Is that why your upset too?"

"No." This was the part I was definitely not looking forward to. The part where I was about to break his world. I looked up finally, looked right into his eyes and tried not to focus on how they glittered against the night sky. "Im leaving."

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Chris stared at me blankly for a moment before he smiled and started laughing loudly. "Good one Luce."

I sighed deeply and dropped my head back into my hands. "Im not joking." I really wasn't in the mood for this.

"You have to be joking. Where the hell would you go?"

"Home. Aboveground. I'll get a flat or something, Im sure we'll manage without you." Pulling myself away from him and away form the conversation, I tried to focus on the thoughts running through my head. Was I really going to do this?

"We?"

The thoughts stopped as I turned to look at him. "Your not suggesting I leave Rose here?" From the look on his face that's exactly what he was suggesting. "You cant expect me to leave her now, it took me so long to find her." His silence was making me feel uneasy. Maybe I could work it to my advantage though. If he was silent then he couldn't argue back. "After the party, when I take Sarah and Toby back, Im taking Rose with me. We wont be coming back." Before he had the chance to regain his voice, I pushed past him and ran back through the garden, straight into the castle and up to my room, slamming the door behind me.

The thoughts were back, assaulting me with wave after wave of anger and sadness and regret. Could I really do this to Rose? I knew what it was like to not have a parent there, and she looked at Chris as her Dad. Could I really take her away? As always, I had just been thinking about myself again. I had to think about what was best for Rose, but right now I was concentrating on what was best for me. That sounds really bad, but I couldn't help it.

There was only one person I could talk to about this, and I had single-handedly shoved her out of my life in seconds. I had always been good with words, and true to form my little speech had been pretty brilliant. But I couldn't help feeling that it wasn't supposed to be aimed at her. Well ok maybe it was aimed at her, but I didn't mean it to sound so horrible. There was no way she would forgive me, not tonight. There would have to be a lot of time for her to yell and scream at me first.

For now I was all alone, and I couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

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2 DAYS LATER!

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Sarah was finally talking to me again, although I hadn't told her about my new plan yet. I hadn't even decided if I was actually going to go or stay, and I didn't want to bring everyone down from the birthday high when it might just be a false alarm. I guess my brain just needed to catch up with my heart.

Everything was arranged for the party, the only thing left now was decided what to wear. Dresses were customary, so I was told anyway, which I really didn't like. I hated wearing dresses and avoided it any time possible, but it didn't seem possible in this situation. I tried, but Rose wouldn't let me get out of it.

We picked Rose's dress out first, because she was the most excited about it all. She had already told us she wanted a purple dress, we just had to find the right style for her. We picked out quite a few but she flat out rejected any of our suggestions. They were either too long, or too short, made her look too fat or too skinny. She was hard to please, kinda like me I guess. I knew she was trying to dress to impress Toby, and I had found the perfect dress for her that she would love. I just didn't want her growing up too soon. Finally, after the millionth dress she rejected, I pulled out the one I had hidden. Her eyes lit up straight away and I knew I was spot on. It was the first and last dress she tried on, and it was perfect.

It was purple-apparently that was her new favourite colour-with thick spaghetti straps. It was straight along the front, with a short V revealing part of her cleavage, a fact I knew Chris would not be happy about. The top half was tight fitting, showing off her curvaceous figure, something she got from me I hope. The bottom half floated out in layers showing off various different shades of deep purple. It really was the perfect dress, and it looked amazing on her. We decided that she only needed a simple necklace, which Sarah had already got for her. It was real silver, a small heart pendant with a diamond at the bottom of the heart. It was nothing fancy, but it was enough for Rose, she loved it.

Next we found one for Sarah, which was really too easy since she had spotted one she liked while trying to find one for Rose. As usual with any dress that Sarah choose for herself, it was a two piece. Both the corset and the skirt were a rich deep blue colour that she had worn a lot recently. The skirt was very long and stretched out slightly behind her, but it was very plain. There was a small design on the bottom of the skirt, a silver flowered pattern with tiny diamonds set into each flower. It was the corset that made the dress truly magical. It was the same deep blue colour as the skirt, and obviously it was fitted to hug her curves beautifully. The same flower pattern from the skirt started along the v-shaped neckline, the flowers twisting up and over the thick shoulder straps and down the back of the dress. It was simply stunning. I smiled as Sarah admired herself in the mirror. I knew why she had picked the dress, it wasn't just because it was a beautiful dress.

To any formal occasion, women would traditionally wear their partners colours. Sarah may not have known it, but deep blue and silver were Jareth's colours. I smiled, wondering if she knew about any of it, or if it was a subconscious decision. Either way, I knew something would happen between them at the party.

"Your turn!" Sarah squealed excitedly as she came back out of the dressing room in her normal clothes. "Found any you like?"

That was the problem. I had found a few I liked, a few I loved in fact. But they were Chris's colours, white and turquoise. None of the other dresses stood out to me, but I didn't want to be his partner.

Not anymore. Not if he didn't love me back.

"What up Mom? You've been really quiet, that's not like you at all."

She was right, quiet was definitely not my thing. "Im just tired, I think ill just go for a walk, wake myself up a bit." I pulled myself up from the end of the bed where I had been sat while they picked dresses, trying to make it look as though I was tired, and shuffled across the room to the door. Once I was out and the door was shut firmly behind me, I started walking quickly along the corridor. Sarah would normally have followed, but after what had happened, after what I had said to her, she wouldn't now. She didn't want to interfere.

That's just great! When I really need her advice she wont give it to me! It was my own fault, but it still got to me.

The castle was empty as I walked through the endless corridors and down several flights of stairs. I didn't even know where I was. I could have been walking around in circles for all I knew, but it didn't matter.

As I turned another corner, I almost walked straight into a door. It was a dead end. I turned to go back when the door creaked open and curiosity took over. I knew every single room within the castle, and yet I hadn't seen this room before. At least I didn't think I had. It didn't look familiar at all, but I could have been wrong.

I pushed the door open further so I could step fully into the room, closing it behind me. The room was dark and it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the lack of light. I was confused for a moment, wondering firstly where the hell I was and secondly why I hadn't seen this room before.

From what I could see in the poor light, it was a bedroom, but whose? I definitely needed more light, there was no way Id even find my way back out in the dark now!

After a lot of stumbling and bumping into things, my hands brushed against a latch that could only have been to open the window. It was exactly like mine, so I quickly flipped it up and pushed open the large screen doors that led onto the balcony. Light poured into the room and I had to cover my eyes while they adjusted again. Once I felt I could actually open my eyes without being blinded, I turned around to look into the room.

I could see now that it was definitely a bedroom, a child's bedroom. Had this been Rose's room when she was younger? It was possible, but for some reason it didn't feel like hers. It felt…different.

It was all done in pink, which is what first led me to believe it wasn't Rose's: she hated pink! Here the walls, the carpets, the furniture, even most of the toys scattered around the room were pink. I took a few steps into the room, walking towards the small dressing table nearest to me. Something on the dressing table had caught my eyes. It wasn't pink, it was white with streaks of turquoise. As I got closer I discovered that the silver bits were in fact pieces of ribbon tied around the box. As I reached to untie it, I heard something move behind me. I span around as fast as I could, only to be greeted by an empty room. I must be hearing things. I turned back to the box and tugged at the ribbons, letting them fall onto the wooden surface of the table. The lid slowly lifted up and a soft tune started paying. It sounded familiar, like Id heard it before, but I couldn't remember when.

I heard the noise behind me again but didn't move this time. I wasn't going to worry myself about nothing.

The noise got closer. Footsteps. "What are you doing in here?" The voice sounded heavy with sleep, so I didn't realise who it was. I slammed the box shut and turned around, and there was Chris sitting on the edge of the bed rubbing his eyes.

"I…um…I got lost." I stumbled over my words as I tried to take my eyes of him. It was a very difficult task! With his crumpled clothed and dishevelled hair I had to admit he looked gorgeous.

He laughed a little and looked towards me, our eyes meeting for a second before I turned away. "How could you get lost here? You know you way round every part of this castle." Having completely woken up now, he stood and stretched his arms above his head.

"I do not!"

"Liar." He smirked and started walking towards me. "I always know when you lie you know."

"How?"

"Your nose crinkles up. Right there." He put his finger on the bridge of my nose, rested his hand briefly on my cheek and then dropped his hand down, the contact sending shivers down my spine. How could he do that?

My hand shot up to my nose quickly. I didn't feel a thing. "It does not." Ok. Maybe it did. He smiled knowingly at me before reaching around me to take hold of the music box.

"OK, so if I know my way around the castle so well then why haven't I seen this room before?"

"Its hidden." He said it as though it were a simple answer, which to him I suppose it had been. "Well, usually it is. I don't know how you found it." His brow creased for a moment as it always did when he was thinking. "What were you thinking about when you found the room?"

"What?"

"You must have been thinking something, you always are when you go wandering."

That was true. Wandering helped me to think properly. "Um…" I was thinking about him! I couldn't tell him that, he would just think I was weird. But if it helped him work out how I found the room… "You, actually. I was thinking about you."

He looked up from the box with a bemused expression on his face. "Me? Why were you thinking about me?"

"Does that really matter? Cant you just work it out from that?" I really didn't want to tell him!

"No." The smirk on his face told me he was lying, but I knew he wouldn't let it go now that I had mentioned it. "Its all valuable information, I need to know everything if Im gonna work this out."

I groaned and walked quickly across the room, trying to avoid his piercing eyes as they followed me. "Fine!" Walking out on the balcony, I wondered for a moment if I could lie without him noticing. Maybe if I didn't look at him. Suddenly he was behind me, grabbing my arms gently and spinning me around. Well that screwed up the lie-to-him plan. "Um…I was with Sarah and Rose, and we were picking out dresses for the party…and I kept picking white ones with turquoise…and I know those are your colours. It just made me think about…" The sentence died on my lips as I saw him smiling at me. "Why are you smiling?"

"Made you think about what?" He took a few steps closer, making me take a few back until I was up against the balcony wall.

"About…" Was I really about to say this?! "About us." It came out as a whisper, and I hoped he hadn't heard it at all. But from the look on his face I knew he had.

"What were you thinking about us?" His smile grew, if that was physically possible, as he said the last word.

"That doesn't matter." My head was spinning. I pushed myself away from the wall, past Chris and back into the room. "Come on then Sherlock. How did I find the room?" I looked around again. "What is this room anyway?"

"It was Calandra's room. I come here when I need to be alone."

Suddenly I felt really bad. He didn't want anyone else in here, that's why it was hidden. "Chris I'm sorry. I didn't know."

"Its alright Lucy, I know you didn't find it on your own." He smiled and looked around the room. "Even now she's gone she still finds ways to run my life." It didn't look like he was sad about her running his life, but it left me confused. Where did I come into all this? Noticing the confusion that clouded my face, he explained further. "Aboveground, links between families are strong, yes?" I nodded, still not sure what was going on. "Well it's the same with Fae. Imagine that, just a lot more. It's a psychic link that can never be broken, even in death. Calandra would often hide away in here when she didn't want to be disturbed, as I do often now. The only way someone can find the room is if she wants them to."

"So your little sister wanted me to find you?" I was still so confused, but I seemed to be confused a lot of the time with Chris, more recently than ever."

"Exactly."

"But…why?"

"Honestly? I have no idea." He walked back into the room, stopping right in front of me. "She always was a bit mysterious."

"I sense a but?"

He smiled. "But I had been thinking about you earlier."

I was not expecting that! "Oh." Was all I could think of to say. Now I was curious…"What about me?"

"Everything really. Your smile. Your laugh. The way you get all tongue tied when you don't know what to say." He stopped and looked right at me, his eyes boring into mine. "About how much I want you to stay."

Up until that last point, he had me. This was all a trick. A ruse to make me want to stay. I turned away quickly, fighting back the tears that so wanted to break free. "I have to go."

"No you don't."

"But I do. I belong above with my family. I have to go back to my life."

"Your life is here now Lucy. You belong here." I felt his arms wrap around my waist from behind as his head rested against my shoulder, his breath hot on my neck. "You belong with me."

"Stop it." My voice was just above a whisper as I tried to hold myself together. He was messing with my head in the worst possible way, and my heart. "Just stop it." I pushed his arms away but he moved them back.

"I mean it. You cant leave Luce."

I pushed his arms again, stepping out of his reach and turning to look at him. "Why?"

"Your driving me crazy Luce. You just cant go alright. Please?"

"Why cant I go?"

"Because I love you!"

I felt like my heart was about to burst out of my chest. "Stop it."

"I mean it Luce. I love you, I've never felt like this about anyone before."

"Stop it! Your just saying that to try and get me to stay! Its not going to work!" I seem to be very good at walking - or running should I say - out of arguments at the moment, its all I ever seem to do! But I had to, I couldn't take it anymore. I ran out of the room, slamming the door shut behind me as I ran down the corridor. Somehow I found my way out into the garden and took a few much needed deep breaths.

I was completely unaware of anything for a few minutes before I realised it was actually raining. It was the first time I had seen it rain underground, so it stunned me for a moment. It wasn't heavy rain, more like drizzle to be honest, so I didn't think I would catch a cold if I stayed outside for a while. Chris had Calandra's room to have peace and thinking space. Mine was the garden.

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It was over an hour later when I finally transported myself back to my room. I felt too sleepy to walk anymore, but so many thoughts were still running through my head. I needed to talk to Chris, but I couldn't face him again. He would just say those things again, and I knew he didn't mean it! So I did what I always did when I wanted to express my feelings about something, or in this case someone.

I sat down at my vanity table, with paper and a pen ready, and I started to write.

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WOW! This has turned out to be really long!

Next chapter should hopefully be soon, I wont leave you waiting as long as I did for this one! Please review and let me know what you think, this chapter was actually really hard to write at some points, hopefully its still good! XD