Aha! Here it is, the second chapter. I just couldn't leave you all hanging
like that. I'm sorry it's going to be a little short, but unfortunately
I've been trapped at school all day. Enjoy and please review! And thanks to
all those who have reviewed already.
Disclaimer: see first ch.
In the Ballroom
"You cheating bitch!" The attack had come so fast, it left Sarah dazed, her cheek stinging with the force of John's violence. It took a moment for her to register what had happened and meanwhile John was shouting obscenities at her.
"Did you think I wouldn't find out? That I wouldn't notice you whoring yourself right in front of me? And with our waiter, no less. You're nothing but a slut." And with that, he launched himself at her again, this time connecting his fist with her eye. Finally, Sarah snapped out of her daze and ran to the bathroom, locking the door. She leaned against the door, hoping to use her body as a barricade against the force of John pounding on the door. She cursed the fact that her roommate was visiting her family for the weekend and that Phi Beta Kappa was having a campus wide party. There would be no one to help for a few hours. And meanwhile…
"You can't hide in there forever, Sarah! I will break this door down if it takes all night." John seethed, still pounding his now bloody fists against the door. He'd known, he'd just known that Sarah had been cheating on him. Helping her friend Matt study. I saw her hug him and then flirting with the waiter tonight. She's mine, dammit! No one will have her! With that thought, his rage soared, and with one mighty slam of his body, the door splintered and buckled. A few more punches and he was in.
Sarah was angry. Screw trying to figure why he's attacking. Preserve yourself, girl. She'd turned on the shower and when John came through the busted door, he got a faceful of scalding hot water. Ignoring his cry of pain, Sarah ran for the door. She had almost made it, when John, blindly groping, grabbed her arm.
"There's no way in hell I'm letting you leave!" He wrenched her toward him, and her resistance combined with the wet floor, sent her hurtling toward the floor. As the corner of the sink caught the side of her head, she heard the whispering again. She gathered her strength and before the world closed in around her, she whispered his name in a voice so soft, it wouldn't have disturbed the most colicky of babies.
"Jareth."
Well, there it is. I hope you all enjoyed it. Hopefully next chapter, John experiences vigilante justice!
Remember to review!
~Raissa
Disclaimer: see first ch.
In the Ballroom
"You cheating bitch!" The attack had come so fast, it left Sarah dazed, her cheek stinging with the force of John's violence. It took a moment for her to register what had happened and meanwhile John was shouting obscenities at her.
"Did you think I wouldn't find out? That I wouldn't notice you whoring yourself right in front of me? And with our waiter, no less. You're nothing but a slut." And with that, he launched himself at her again, this time connecting his fist with her eye. Finally, Sarah snapped out of her daze and ran to the bathroom, locking the door. She leaned against the door, hoping to use her body as a barricade against the force of John pounding on the door. She cursed the fact that her roommate was visiting her family for the weekend and that Phi Beta Kappa was having a campus wide party. There would be no one to help for a few hours. And meanwhile…
"You can't hide in there forever, Sarah! I will break this door down if it takes all night." John seethed, still pounding his now bloody fists against the door. He'd known, he'd just known that Sarah had been cheating on him. Helping her friend Matt study. I saw her hug him and then flirting with the waiter tonight. She's mine, dammit! No one will have her! With that thought, his rage soared, and with one mighty slam of his body, the door splintered and buckled. A few more punches and he was in.
Sarah was angry. Screw trying to figure why he's attacking. Preserve yourself, girl. She'd turned on the shower and when John came through the busted door, he got a faceful of scalding hot water. Ignoring his cry of pain, Sarah ran for the door. She had almost made it, when John, blindly groping, grabbed her arm.
"There's no way in hell I'm letting you leave!" He wrenched her toward him, and her resistance combined with the wet floor, sent her hurtling toward the floor. As the corner of the sink caught the side of her head, she heard the whispering again. She gathered her strength and before the world closed in around her, she whispered his name in a voice so soft, it wouldn't have disturbed the most colicky of babies.
"Jareth."
Well, there it is. I hope you all enjoyed it. Hopefully next chapter, John experiences vigilante justice!
Remember to review!
~Raissa