A/N Hi everybody, how was your day at school? ( for those going to school
)today I only have one class, and it's at three so I decided to post this
next chapter and not leave you hanging. ()- what was said, {}- me butting
in, and ~ telepathic talking.
I would like to thank DocBevCrusher for the review, and Ladyrowan2, and Rohi- true she should wish for pills^_^, but then it wouldn't be any fun, and sorry that I didn't have the energy to thank you in the last chapter.
I do not own any thing having to do with the Labyrinth.
What If II The Nightmare.
By
Melissa aka Angle 1
Jareth couldn't look at her any longer, he didn't have the courage. He rushed out of her room and headed straight for his own, cursing violently at a group of goblins that were hanging around the hall. He went to his of room and slammed the door shut and made sure he locked it this time before her fell to his knees and sobbed. Last time he had cried was the moment he saw his mother die, the accumulation of emotion had overpowered him again and he had to let it out.
' No, no, no what have I done, Sydney I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for being weak and hot tempered and lustful, none of this is your fault.' The words of his father rang loud in his head. His temper would get the better of him and he would hurt her, and thus hurting himself. Jareth pounded the stone floor in frustration; he had sworn that things would be different, yet he didn't even stop to think about Sydney and her Aboveground ways. She was only afraid and didn't want to be alone, she didn't know what she was saying when she crawled into his arms last night. Nor had he warned her, he only blamed her for her ignorance. Again he cursed his father's blood that was in him, he just had to have Sydney no matter the cost, even if it meant taking her by force. He was glad that he had enough sense to stop after the goblins left instead of finishing what he started. How could he tell her he loved her now, after this?
He sat against the far wall of his room, glaring over at the bed that he and Sydney had so innocently shared. He was no longer angry, he had cried all his anger out and was now contemplating what he was going to do. He was going to apologize at breakfast so he finished dressing, he had left to confront Sydney in such a hurry that he had put on the pants only as an after thought before he went in to her room. Black boots and a shocking baby blue shirt. A black leather jacket and a blood red almost black cape fasten low on his back. And last but not least, black leather gloves, noticing how his right hand was stinging and red still from slapping Sydney, funny how he did not feel the pain until much later, stranger still that he felt the pain at all. He knew he had smeared his makeup when he was with Sydney and from wiping away his tears, but he knew that it had moved back into place. He did not need a mirror to know that he looked as if nothing had ever happened, not a smear in his makeup, not a hair out of place. Only a scar on his heart, would forever name this occasion.
A half hour later Jareth was sitting alone at the dining table. Sydney had yet to join him, and Jareth was sure she would not. Sighing he glanced down at Nikko, who had just arrived from Sydney's room. She glared back up at him.
" Well, is she coming" he asked the tiny goblin.
" No" she spat. " Although I don't see why she would not want to be around his Majesty." She continued before turning her back and heading into the kitchen. Jareth was still staring at the spot where Nikko had been standing. The young goblin had never spoken to him in such a way, and she held more sarcasm in her voice that even he did. Obviously she was not at all happy with him, not at all. He jumped when a small troop of goblin chefs placed a plate in front of him, along with his usual wine and wine glass. Nikko hopped on the table and placed a vase of fresh flowers in front of him, she then proceeded to arrange them, the vase and flowers shielded her from his view.
"Nikko, I want you to bring Sydney's breakfast out here, and her dog's, they will be joining me." He said sitting back in his chair, taking a long drink from his wine.
" I don't believe that's a good idea master-" she said, her voice had the same sarcasm.
"Nikko!" he shouted, the goblin jumped at his shout and hoped off the table at sprinted into the kitchen. Jareth sighed and rested is head in his hand; he had never raised his voice to the tiny goblin in all her life, he was turning out to do a lot of new things this morning.
Tomas had never been very good at the crystals as his Son was, but he just happened to form one in time to see the whole fight. His son had showed his true anger, the anger a King should have. He was glad that Jareth tried to take his anger out on the girl; he would have seen just how a broken mortal soul would have looked. He would have sent her home after that,.but no. the stubborn girl had to scream and wake him out of his anger.
But no matter, the last nightmare the mortal had, further severed the mental ties Jareth had on her. Jareth will be having a very difficult time reading her thoughts, he would still be able to send his own thoughts to her, and he could only hear her if her answered out loud. But he couldn't read her thoughts, soon he won't even be able to sense her at all, this would be the time to act, if Jareth wasn't going to send her back. All Tomas had to do now was wait a few more days and then all will be back to how it should be.
After Sydney cried until she couldn't cry anymore, she got dressed, finished brushing her hair and sat in the corner of her room and cried some more. Nikko returned and tried to comfort her, but couldn't find anything to explain her master's behavior. After a few minutes of coxing, Nikko was able to get Zeus to crawl out from under the bed and sit next to Sydney. When Nikko had asked if she was going to join Jareth for breakfast, her answer had been a stern no, (tell him to take his breakfast and shove it!). Now she was sitting back on the floor and trying desperately not to cry.
She wanted to be miserable, to be punished, as if she was in a prison. And now that she had what she wanted, she cursed herself and her stupidity. She knew that screaming was going to get her in a lot of trouble, now she would have to endure all the goblins knowing that Jareth thought of her that way. Worse thing was, Sydney thought of Him that way as well. She was disgusted with herself when she found out that she wanted Jareth to finish what he started. She hated him for that and hoped to never see or hear him again.
~"Sydney"~
Sydney jumped at the sound of Jareth's voice in her head. 'Great, just my luck he can talk in my head.'
~" Sydney are you coming down to breakfast?"~ He sounded as arrogant as ever, like nothing had happened, causing Sydney to growl in frustration and anger.
"NO! And stop talking to me in my head! That's why I'm in here, so I don't have to listen to you!"
~ "I take it your still angry with me."~
" I said shut up!"
~ "Sydney.I'm sorry, I really am. I have a notorious temper and I wasn't thinking, I understand now that it wasn't your fault. Forgive me?" ~
" Go to Hell! And SHUT UP!!" Now it was she who was beyond loosing her temper. She heard him sigh.
~ " Are you coming down?"~ He asked again, his voice free of any emotion that was apparent when he was apologizing, confirming Sydney's earlier thoughts that he really wasn't sorry at all for what he did.
" I'd rather starve." She heard him laugh.
~ " Yes I believe you would rather starve.but would rather not see you starve" ~
" Oh ya, well what are you going to do about it." Right after she said it, she wished she didn't. But it was to late and Sydney found herself sitting in the dining room, staring at Jareth with her mouth open, and covered in glitter. " Why I don't believe.how dare you!" she spat as she stood out of the chair and stomped out of the room, only to find herself back in the dinning room chair.
" I can call you wherever you are for what ever reason, not a small price to pay huh?" He said replaying the conversation they had the first morning they were together. Jareth smiled at her scathing look and then glanced down to see Zeus pop into the room. The dog shook off the glitter and ran over to Nikko, who was putting his bowl down. Nikko then scurried up to the table and placed Sydney's own plate in front of her, whispering that the faster and more she ate the faster she could leave.
Sydney shot Jareth a look of poison before she started eating. The look tore at his heart.
" Sydney, I'm sorry for what I did." He paused for her reaction.
" Ya sure." Sydney said in a voice that bit, staring down at her food.
" Truly I am," His voice was tortured and sorrowful. "Are you in any kind of pain, did I hurt you? I would never forgive myself if I did." He reached out and took her hand. Sydney jumped at his touch and wrenched her hand away; Jareth sat back at her reaction, his face showing just how much the action had hurt him. But Sydney didn't care; she glared down at her food and refused to look at him. They sat in silence for the rest of the meal.
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A/N Oooo, Me thinks Sydney is ticked off. J/k no really, was she mad enough? I don't think I made her mad enough for what happened, what do you think? Well you know, she can't stay angry with him forever right. I mean it's just impossible.
Anyway, review and let me know ^_^
I would like to thank DocBevCrusher for the review, and Ladyrowan2, and Rohi- true she should wish for pills^_^, but then it wouldn't be any fun, and sorry that I didn't have the energy to thank you in the last chapter.
I do not own any thing having to do with the Labyrinth.
What If II The Nightmare.
By
Melissa aka Angle 1
Jareth couldn't look at her any longer, he didn't have the courage. He rushed out of her room and headed straight for his own, cursing violently at a group of goblins that were hanging around the hall. He went to his of room and slammed the door shut and made sure he locked it this time before her fell to his knees and sobbed. Last time he had cried was the moment he saw his mother die, the accumulation of emotion had overpowered him again and he had to let it out.
' No, no, no what have I done, Sydney I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for being weak and hot tempered and lustful, none of this is your fault.' The words of his father rang loud in his head. His temper would get the better of him and he would hurt her, and thus hurting himself. Jareth pounded the stone floor in frustration; he had sworn that things would be different, yet he didn't even stop to think about Sydney and her Aboveground ways. She was only afraid and didn't want to be alone, she didn't know what she was saying when she crawled into his arms last night. Nor had he warned her, he only blamed her for her ignorance. Again he cursed his father's blood that was in him, he just had to have Sydney no matter the cost, even if it meant taking her by force. He was glad that he had enough sense to stop after the goblins left instead of finishing what he started. How could he tell her he loved her now, after this?
He sat against the far wall of his room, glaring over at the bed that he and Sydney had so innocently shared. He was no longer angry, he had cried all his anger out and was now contemplating what he was going to do. He was going to apologize at breakfast so he finished dressing, he had left to confront Sydney in such a hurry that he had put on the pants only as an after thought before he went in to her room. Black boots and a shocking baby blue shirt. A black leather jacket and a blood red almost black cape fasten low on his back. And last but not least, black leather gloves, noticing how his right hand was stinging and red still from slapping Sydney, funny how he did not feel the pain until much later, stranger still that he felt the pain at all. He knew he had smeared his makeup when he was with Sydney and from wiping away his tears, but he knew that it had moved back into place. He did not need a mirror to know that he looked as if nothing had ever happened, not a smear in his makeup, not a hair out of place. Only a scar on his heart, would forever name this occasion.
A half hour later Jareth was sitting alone at the dining table. Sydney had yet to join him, and Jareth was sure she would not. Sighing he glanced down at Nikko, who had just arrived from Sydney's room. She glared back up at him.
" Well, is she coming" he asked the tiny goblin.
" No" she spat. " Although I don't see why she would not want to be around his Majesty." She continued before turning her back and heading into the kitchen. Jareth was still staring at the spot where Nikko had been standing. The young goblin had never spoken to him in such a way, and she held more sarcasm in her voice that even he did. Obviously she was not at all happy with him, not at all. He jumped when a small troop of goblin chefs placed a plate in front of him, along with his usual wine and wine glass. Nikko hopped on the table and placed a vase of fresh flowers in front of him, she then proceeded to arrange them, the vase and flowers shielded her from his view.
"Nikko, I want you to bring Sydney's breakfast out here, and her dog's, they will be joining me." He said sitting back in his chair, taking a long drink from his wine.
" I don't believe that's a good idea master-" she said, her voice had the same sarcasm.
"Nikko!" he shouted, the goblin jumped at his shout and hoped off the table at sprinted into the kitchen. Jareth sighed and rested is head in his hand; he had never raised his voice to the tiny goblin in all her life, he was turning out to do a lot of new things this morning.
Tomas had never been very good at the crystals as his Son was, but he just happened to form one in time to see the whole fight. His son had showed his true anger, the anger a King should have. He was glad that Jareth tried to take his anger out on the girl; he would have seen just how a broken mortal soul would have looked. He would have sent her home after that,.but no. the stubborn girl had to scream and wake him out of his anger.
But no matter, the last nightmare the mortal had, further severed the mental ties Jareth had on her. Jareth will be having a very difficult time reading her thoughts, he would still be able to send his own thoughts to her, and he could only hear her if her answered out loud. But he couldn't read her thoughts, soon he won't even be able to sense her at all, this would be the time to act, if Jareth wasn't going to send her back. All Tomas had to do now was wait a few more days and then all will be back to how it should be.
After Sydney cried until she couldn't cry anymore, she got dressed, finished brushing her hair and sat in the corner of her room and cried some more. Nikko returned and tried to comfort her, but couldn't find anything to explain her master's behavior. After a few minutes of coxing, Nikko was able to get Zeus to crawl out from under the bed and sit next to Sydney. When Nikko had asked if she was going to join Jareth for breakfast, her answer had been a stern no, (tell him to take his breakfast and shove it!). Now she was sitting back on the floor and trying desperately not to cry.
She wanted to be miserable, to be punished, as if she was in a prison. And now that she had what she wanted, she cursed herself and her stupidity. She knew that screaming was going to get her in a lot of trouble, now she would have to endure all the goblins knowing that Jareth thought of her that way. Worse thing was, Sydney thought of Him that way as well. She was disgusted with herself when she found out that she wanted Jareth to finish what he started. She hated him for that and hoped to never see or hear him again.
~"Sydney"~
Sydney jumped at the sound of Jareth's voice in her head. 'Great, just my luck he can talk in my head.'
~" Sydney are you coming down to breakfast?"~ He sounded as arrogant as ever, like nothing had happened, causing Sydney to growl in frustration and anger.
"NO! And stop talking to me in my head! That's why I'm in here, so I don't have to listen to you!"
~ "I take it your still angry with me."~
" I said shut up!"
~ "Sydney.I'm sorry, I really am. I have a notorious temper and I wasn't thinking, I understand now that it wasn't your fault. Forgive me?" ~
" Go to Hell! And SHUT UP!!" Now it was she who was beyond loosing her temper. She heard him sigh.
~ " Are you coming down?"~ He asked again, his voice free of any emotion that was apparent when he was apologizing, confirming Sydney's earlier thoughts that he really wasn't sorry at all for what he did.
" I'd rather starve." She heard him laugh.
~ " Yes I believe you would rather starve.but would rather not see you starve" ~
" Oh ya, well what are you going to do about it." Right after she said it, she wished she didn't. But it was to late and Sydney found herself sitting in the dining room, staring at Jareth with her mouth open, and covered in glitter. " Why I don't believe.how dare you!" she spat as she stood out of the chair and stomped out of the room, only to find herself back in the dinning room chair.
" I can call you wherever you are for what ever reason, not a small price to pay huh?" He said replaying the conversation they had the first morning they were together. Jareth smiled at her scathing look and then glanced down to see Zeus pop into the room. The dog shook off the glitter and ran over to Nikko, who was putting his bowl down. Nikko then scurried up to the table and placed Sydney's own plate in front of her, whispering that the faster and more she ate the faster she could leave.
Sydney shot Jareth a look of poison before she started eating. The look tore at his heart.
" Sydney, I'm sorry for what I did." He paused for her reaction.
" Ya sure." Sydney said in a voice that bit, staring down at her food.
" Truly I am," His voice was tortured and sorrowful. "Are you in any kind of pain, did I hurt you? I would never forgive myself if I did." He reached out and took her hand. Sydney jumped at his touch and wrenched her hand away; Jareth sat back at her reaction, his face showing just how much the action had hurt him. But Sydney didn't care; she glared down at her food and refused to look at him. They sat in silence for the rest of the meal.
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A/N Oooo, Me thinks Sydney is ticked off. J/k no really, was she mad enough? I don't think I made her mad enough for what happened, what do you think? Well you know, she can't stay angry with him forever right. I mean it's just impossible.
Anyway, review and let me know ^_^