Chapter 4
Jareth drove them to the party. It was so beautiful, Sarah felt like she did not belong, but Jareth assured her that she fit in perfectly. And that she was going to be the highlight of the evening. Sarah blushed when she heard this. She felt like a school girl being swept away by a handsome prince. But never mind, a prince, he was a king. Well use to be. Sarah began to feel really bad that he had done this for her. He has to miss home, and his magic. He must have been just saying that to make her feel good, but instead it was making her feel worse. She tried to ignore it and enjoy the evening. Across the way there was a bar. Jareth asked if she would like anything to drink.
"Jareth, I think a drink sounds really good about now!"
"What would you like?"
"How about a Captain Morgan?"
"That sounds good! I think I will get one too!"
He said that because he did not know what a Captain Morgan was. So he assumed that if it was something that Sarah drank then it must be good. They approached the bar. Jareth's arm was now on Sarah's lower back. And he was rubbing her back as they reached the counter.
"Can I help you sir?"
"Ah, yes, I would like two Captain Morgans please."
"Sure coming right up!"
"Thanks!"
As Jareth turned towards Sarah, he saw a very upset man approaching them. The man grabbed Sarah by the arm. He was very drunk. He turned her around and slapped her across the face.
"What the hell?" Sarah looked at the man. I was her drunk to be ex-husband.
"Hey you bastard, how dare you touch this woman, you have no right to even approach her like that, while you are in your drunken state. Apologize to her and then get the hell out of here!" Jareth screamed at Jared.
"I have every reason to hurt this bitch! She is a fucking tramp!"
Jareth was enraged, he forcingly, but lovingly pushed Sarah behind him. Then he punched Jared across the face, causing his nose to bleed. Then he punched him in the stomach.
"Stop it!...Stop it! The both of you! Sarah screamed as she tried to make her way between the two furious men. Jared pushed Sarah and she fell and hit the corner of the bar table. Jareth bent down and looked at Sarah to see if she was okay. But he was not with her very long, Jared started pushing him around. Sarah lay on the floor, no one in the hall wanted to help her, they were all interested in the fight. Jareth was able to get Jared out of the hall and out on the street. The fighting continued. Sarah, inside the hall gathered enough strength to get herself up and outside to where the fight was. Sarah stood there, she could do nothing. But suddenly she saw Jared pull out a gun to Jareth.
"No…..!" Sarah screamed as she jumped in front of Jareth. By this time Jared had already pulled the trigger and ended up shooting Sarah in the chest. She collapsed to the ground. People grabbed Jared until the police arrived. A large group of people circled around Jareth and Sarah, as he held her in his arms. She was gasping for air. She finally got the strength to say,
"You were right Jareth, I…I…I was the highlight of the…the…evening!" As she said this, she smiled at Jareth.
"Sarah don't talk I will save you, my love. He picked her up and, wrapped her arms around his neck. He carried her through the crowd and down the street. The crowd turned and watched as he paced down the street into the darkness. Just watching as she clung to him for her life. The entire time he kept on hand over her wound, as blood was now covering his nice white shirt and dress pants, but he did not care. He just continued to walk his path.