Chapter 3
Disclaimer: Same as ch1+2, only one small difference . . . Christopher (Chris) is mine.
Warning: If any of you out there in ficland don't like violence, don't read this part. But, this only has a small bit of violence, and it gets better in the end.
As Tahao woke, she felt the presence of magic in her room. She looked around. Jareth had been in here last night, she could feel it. Why was he in here? she asked herself, I don't know. She sighed, Maybe he's someone I can finally love . . . I doubt it. I thought Christopher could love me. Look how wrong that turned out. She put a hand to her cheek and hissed in sharply. It still hurt. Tahao had a huge bruise on her cheek. Christopher had made her do some bad things, when she had refused, he had beat her.
Tahao shook her head, to rid herself of that thought. Tahao went and got up to take a shower. In the shower, she washed all of her make-up. When she got out, she looked into the mirror and cringed. Her whole face was covered in bruises. She turned from the mirror in disgust. Then she got dressed. Someone knocked on her door when she was getting ready to put her make-up on. Expecting that it was her mom or dad or Jon, she opened the door and froze.
Jareth, on the other side, froze, also. Jareth was horrified at what he saw. Tahao's face was covered in bruises. Tahao finally got her bearings back, and slammed the door.
"Tahao, please." Jareth shouted through the door.
"Go away, Jareth. I'll be out in a few minutes."
She heard Jareth sigh and the rustle of his clothes as he went away. She put on concealer. When she was satisfied that no bruises could be seen, she went and knocked on Jareth's door. He opened it.
"Come, it's time for breakfast." she said quietly.
Jareth nodded and went to follow her. He didn't mention the bruises all through breakfast. She was glad. Tahao really didn't want to talk about it. After breakfast, they went for a walk in the garden.
"Tahao," Jareth started.
"I know."
"Where did you get those bruises?"
She sighed, "I knew that was coming." She paused, "You sure you want to know? It's pretty bad."
Jareth nodded and waited for her to begin.
"All right . . . um . . . it was three weeks ago. I was involved with this guy my parents set me up with, Christopher. We were over at his house and Chris wanted me to help him . . . kill someone. I refused. He hit me, then ordered me to to. When I still refused, he kept hitting me. Fortunatly, he drank too much and passed out. When he woke, he was in our dungeon."
Tahao explained. They sat down on a bench.
"Oh, Tahao. here, I can heal them." He waved his hand over her face and the concealer disappeared. He touched her face gently. She made a noise. It sounded like a hiss.
"This is going to hurt, so brace yourself."
She nodded.
"If you need to cry, go ahead."
"I don't cry. I didn't when he did this." A searing pain tore at Tahao's face. it hurt more than when Christopher did them. She struggled not to cry. All of a sudden, the pain had stopped as quick as it had come. Jareth did a hand motion and a mirror appeared. The bruises were gone! She gaped at her reflection. Then she looked at Jareth. He made the mirror disappear. Tahao took Jareth by surprise and hugged him.
"Thank you, Jareth. That was the best thing anyone has ever done to, or for, me." She smiled at him. He smiled back.
"It was my pleasure to restore you to your natural beauty." Jareth grinned as he saw her blush, "You're blushing."
"Really? The last time I blushed nobody was able to see it." She blushed worse. Jareth chuckled.
"Is there anything I can do to repay you?" She asked.
"Yes, there is. You could- No, it's too soon. No. Just consider the debt for finding me repaid."
"I could what? Come on, Jareth. Tell me."
"Fine. You could let me kiss you."
"Let you . . . kiss . . . me? Why would you want to?"
"Don't be modest. Tell me you don't know what I feel for you."
"I-I think I do."
"What is your answer?"
"Consider the debt repaid, then." She smiled up at him. Jareth took that as a yes and leaned down. They kissed. Tahao jerked back as she heard Jon yell.
"He's OUT!" Jon was yelling.
"Oh, no!"
"Go back to your room, Tahao. I'll find him."
Tahao nodded and started running towards the castle. Before she got there, however, a hand shot out and grabbed her. They put a hand over her mouth and the other at her waist. She bit his hand.
"JARETH!" She shouted when he let go of her mouth. Christopher turned her around.
"Hello, Darling." He said and kissed her. Jareth appeared.
"Tahao-" He stopped at the site he saw. They were kissing. Jareth pulled them away from each other.
"Jareth-"
He cut her off, "Tahao, my magic is back. I will be returning to the Underground. I hope you and *Christopher* will be happy together." he transformed into an owl and flew away.
"JARETH!" She screamed. She turned to Chris, "You jerk, you-you," she couldn't think of the right name to call him. Jon came by. Je saw Chris and Tahao. He grabbed Chris.
"Are you all right, Princess?"
"NO! HE MADE JARETH LEAVE!"
He walked them to the castle. Chris was sent to another prision in the United States. Tahao ran to her room. She flung herself onto her bed and began to cry.
"Tahao?" Her mother rapped gently at the door. When her call went unanswered, she went inside. Melinda went over to Tahao to comfort her.
Disclaimer: Same as ch1+2, only one small difference . . . Christopher (Chris) is mine.
Warning: If any of you out there in ficland don't like violence, don't read this part. But, this only has a small bit of violence, and it gets better in the end.
As Tahao woke, she felt the presence of magic in her room. She looked around. Jareth had been in here last night, she could feel it. Why was he in here? she asked herself, I don't know. She sighed, Maybe he's someone I can finally love . . . I doubt it. I thought Christopher could love me. Look how wrong that turned out. She put a hand to her cheek and hissed in sharply. It still hurt. Tahao had a huge bruise on her cheek. Christopher had made her do some bad things, when she had refused, he had beat her.
Tahao shook her head, to rid herself of that thought. Tahao went and got up to take a shower. In the shower, she washed all of her make-up. When she got out, she looked into the mirror and cringed. Her whole face was covered in bruises. She turned from the mirror in disgust. Then she got dressed. Someone knocked on her door when she was getting ready to put her make-up on. Expecting that it was her mom or dad or Jon, she opened the door and froze.
Jareth, on the other side, froze, also. Jareth was horrified at what he saw. Tahao's face was covered in bruises. Tahao finally got her bearings back, and slammed the door.
"Tahao, please." Jareth shouted through the door.
"Go away, Jareth. I'll be out in a few minutes."
She heard Jareth sigh and the rustle of his clothes as he went away. She put on concealer. When she was satisfied that no bruises could be seen, she went and knocked on Jareth's door. He opened it.
"Come, it's time for breakfast." she said quietly.
Jareth nodded and went to follow her. He didn't mention the bruises all through breakfast. She was glad. Tahao really didn't want to talk about it. After breakfast, they went for a walk in the garden.
"Tahao," Jareth started.
"I know."
"Where did you get those bruises?"
She sighed, "I knew that was coming." She paused, "You sure you want to know? It's pretty bad."
Jareth nodded and waited for her to begin.
"All right . . . um . . . it was three weeks ago. I was involved with this guy my parents set me up with, Christopher. We were over at his house and Chris wanted me to help him . . . kill someone. I refused. He hit me, then ordered me to to. When I still refused, he kept hitting me. Fortunatly, he drank too much and passed out. When he woke, he was in our dungeon."
Tahao explained. They sat down on a bench.
"Oh, Tahao. here, I can heal them." He waved his hand over her face and the concealer disappeared. He touched her face gently. She made a noise. It sounded like a hiss.
"This is going to hurt, so brace yourself."
She nodded.
"If you need to cry, go ahead."
"I don't cry. I didn't when he did this." A searing pain tore at Tahao's face. it hurt more than when Christopher did them. She struggled not to cry. All of a sudden, the pain had stopped as quick as it had come. Jareth did a hand motion and a mirror appeared. The bruises were gone! She gaped at her reflection. Then she looked at Jareth. He made the mirror disappear. Tahao took Jareth by surprise and hugged him.
"Thank you, Jareth. That was the best thing anyone has ever done to, or for, me." She smiled at him. He smiled back.
"It was my pleasure to restore you to your natural beauty." Jareth grinned as he saw her blush, "You're blushing."
"Really? The last time I blushed nobody was able to see it." She blushed worse. Jareth chuckled.
"Is there anything I can do to repay you?" She asked.
"Yes, there is. You could- No, it's too soon. No. Just consider the debt for finding me repaid."
"I could what? Come on, Jareth. Tell me."
"Fine. You could let me kiss you."
"Let you . . . kiss . . . me? Why would you want to?"
"Don't be modest. Tell me you don't know what I feel for you."
"I-I think I do."
"What is your answer?"
"Consider the debt repaid, then." She smiled up at him. Jareth took that as a yes and leaned down. They kissed. Tahao jerked back as she heard Jon yell.
"He's OUT!" Jon was yelling.
"Oh, no!"
"Go back to your room, Tahao. I'll find him."
Tahao nodded and started running towards the castle. Before she got there, however, a hand shot out and grabbed her. They put a hand over her mouth and the other at her waist. She bit his hand.
"JARETH!" She shouted when he let go of her mouth. Christopher turned her around.
"Hello, Darling." He said and kissed her. Jareth appeared.
"Tahao-" He stopped at the site he saw. They were kissing. Jareth pulled them away from each other.
"Jareth-"
He cut her off, "Tahao, my magic is back. I will be returning to the Underground. I hope you and *Christopher* will be happy together." he transformed into an owl and flew away.
"JARETH!" She screamed. She turned to Chris, "You jerk, you-you," she couldn't think of the right name to call him. Jon came by. Je saw Chris and Tahao. He grabbed Chris.
"Are you all right, Princess?"
"NO! HE MADE JARETH LEAVE!"
He walked them to the castle. Chris was sent to another prision in the United States. Tahao ran to her room. She flung herself onto her bed and began to cry.
"Tahao?" Her mother rapped gently at the door. When her call went unanswered, she went inside. Melinda went over to Tahao to comfort her.