Chapter 14 part 1: Death
This was it! The day when Jareth and I got married! Heather was helping me with my white gown.
"You look awesome, Ashley." she said.
"Thanks, Heather." I took a deep breath, "I'm so nervous."
"Don't be. In a few hours, you'll be the Goblin Queen."
"But our wedding is in front of the whole Underground." I took another deep breath. And another. I looked at the clock, 1:00. Time to go.
"Let's go, Heather."
There was a knock on the door. There was a man there. There was a pain in my abdomen. I turned to Heather and she gasped. I looked down and saw why. There was blood gushing out of a slit in my dress by my abdomen. There was also a knife sticking out of my stomach.
"Damien," I gasped, "Why?"
"Because I hate Jareth." he said, "I want him to suffer. Your death will kill him." he turned and left.
"Heather," I croaked, "Get Jareth." I collasped.
Heather caught me and laid me on the floor gently.
"Jareth!" she screamed, "JARETH!" Heather was sobbing and saying, "Ashley, I just got you back a little while ago, don't leave me. I need you."
Jareth appeared, "What--" he caught sight of me, "ASHLEY!"
"Jareth," I managed, "I'm OK. I'll be fine."
He tried to use his magic to heal me. It wasn't working.
"Who did this?" Jareth asked.
"Damien."
"I'll kill him."
"Jareth, it's time."
"NO!"
Heather was still sobbing.
"I love you, Heather. You were always my favriote. Jareth, I love you. Find someone better. Don't let this ruin your life."
"Ashley, please, don't die."
"i love you." I said with my dying breath. I was still. Jareth was crying. Heather, also, was . . .
TO BE CONTINUED . . .
This was it! The day when Jareth and I got married! Heather was helping me with my white gown.
"You look awesome, Ashley." she said.
"Thanks, Heather." I took a deep breath, "I'm so nervous."
"Don't be. In a few hours, you'll be the Goblin Queen."
"But our wedding is in front of the whole Underground." I took another deep breath. And another. I looked at the clock, 1:00. Time to go.
"Let's go, Heather."
There was a knock on the door. There was a man there. There was a pain in my abdomen. I turned to Heather and she gasped. I looked down and saw why. There was blood gushing out of a slit in my dress by my abdomen. There was also a knife sticking out of my stomach.
"Damien," I gasped, "Why?"
"Because I hate Jareth." he said, "I want him to suffer. Your death will kill him." he turned and left.
"Heather," I croaked, "Get Jareth." I collasped.
Heather caught me and laid me on the floor gently.
"Jareth!" she screamed, "JARETH!" Heather was sobbing and saying, "Ashley, I just got you back a little while ago, don't leave me. I need you."
Jareth appeared, "What--" he caught sight of me, "ASHLEY!"
"Jareth," I managed, "I'm OK. I'll be fine."
He tried to use his magic to heal me. It wasn't working.
"Who did this?" Jareth asked.
"Damien."
"I'll kill him."
"Jareth, it's time."
"NO!"
Heather was still sobbing.
"I love you, Heather. You were always my favriote. Jareth, I love you. Find someone better. Don't let this ruin your life."
"Ashley, please, don't die."
"i love you." I said with my dying breath. I was still. Jareth was crying. Heather, also, was . . .
TO BE CONTINUED . . .