Disclaimer: Am I supposed to be telling everyone that I don't own anything
form the movie the Labyrinth? Well guess what? That's exactly what I'm
gonna do. I own nothing! But I will...one day.
Chapter 6
Sarah wanted it to end.
All of it.
She was sick of the dreams, dreams of the Labyrinth, of Jareth, of Matt. Especially of Matt. It was 8 o'clock by this stage and her family weren't home. She had even looked downstairs earlier to see if they had thought to leave her a note.
They hadn't.
She was sick of the loneliness she always felt. Sick of the pain, the hurt, the numbness that seemed to take over her body at times. Sarah hated that she cut herself. And she hated that she knew she could never call on Jareth, for he must hate her. And it hurt to know that he must feel that way.
Sarah picked up her pen and began to write out her suicide note.
Dear Dad,
I hope that you don't blame yourself for this, though perhaps if you had just been there for me a bit more I wouldn't be doing this. I know that you loved me. Even though you don't show it. Not anymore. Not in a long time. I just want to let you know that I do love you and this really isn't your fault. I just can't handle the pain any longer.
Goodbye, your loving daughter Sarah.
Karen,
I know we never got along. And that is because you are a self-centred, domineering, lazy, fucking shit of a woman and you tried to control my life. I hate you. Blame yourself for this.
Sarah.
Dear Toby,
I hope you know that I will always love you, no matter what. Keep this letter, and please remember me. I will never forget about you. I love you. Stay safe, have a wonderful life and don't listen to a thing your mother says about me. If it's not good, it probably isn't true. Oh and if you ever read one of my books called "The Labyrinth" don't say anything out loud. Please. Just don't ok, trust me on this. I love you sweetie.
All my love forever and always, your sister Sarah.
She sealed each of these in separate envelopes and sealed them, writing the correct name on each envelope.
She still had two more letters to write though.
Well here goes nothing.
Dear Hoggle, Sir Didymus and Ludo,
I'm not sure you will ever get this, but if you do, I am no longer here. I shall be dead. I'm so sorry I stopped calling you guys, it wasn't my fault. Alright it kinda was, but believe me if I felt I could have called on you I would have. I will miss you all. Know that I never forgot you, and that I truly do care for each of you. I love you all.
Love Sarah.
"And here's the real challenge," she murmured to herself, "the last letter."
Dear Jareth,
I know that you probably hate me. I really don't blame you for that. I deserve it. I just wanted you to know that I care about you. A lot. I miss you, and I long for you. But I know that I can never have you. I wish that I could see your face just one last time. God, would you listen to me! Well, I just wanted to tell you. And this is the only way as I am leaving. I'll never forget you. I miss you. And Jareth.. I love you. You'll be with me, always. And I just hope that you will keep a place for me in your heart.
I love you.
Sarah.
Sarah sealed the last envelope and wrote Jareth's name on it.
She began to cry, quiet tears, silently rolling down her cheeks, down to her lips, so that she could taste their saltiness on the tip of her tongue.
Sarah sat down on her bed and for the third time that day picked up her razor. Though she knew that this would be the last time.
She put the razor up against her left wrist and pressed the blade into her soft, yielding flesh. Sarah began to drag the blade along her wrist, cutting own the wrist, as she had heard that it was a quicker death. Not that she deserved fast death.
The blood began to spill forth from her veins, running down her arms, slowly at first, then faster as the cut was lengthened.
Once she was done, she turned the blade on her other arm.
When she was finished, Sarah lay down on her bed and prayed for the blackness to envelop her soon.
As she was about the pass out from the blood loss Sarah uttered her last words.
"I love you Jareth," she said, barely loud enough to be a whisper.
A/N: Well ppl aren't reviewing, do u want me to continue? Or should I just kill her off and be done with it? This feels like I'm talking and nobody is listening to me. Am I that boring? I know that this has been done about a thousand times before, but it's my turn now.so just take 2 secs to give me a review. How sad, I'm practically begging. Anyway, review! RW
Chapter 6
Sarah wanted it to end.
All of it.
She was sick of the dreams, dreams of the Labyrinth, of Jareth, of Matt. Especially of Matt. It was 8 o'clock by this stage and her family weren't home. She had even looked downstairs earlier to see if they had thought to leave her a note.
They hadn't.
She was sick of the loneliness she always felt. Sick of the pain, the hurt, the numbness that seemed to take over her body at times. Sarah hated that she cut herself. And she hated that she knew she could never call on Jareth, for he must hate her. And it hurt to know that he must feel that way.
Sarah picked up her pen and began to write out her suicide note.
Dear Dad,
I hope that you don't blame yourself for this, though perhaps if you had just been there for me a bit more I wouldn't be doing this. I know that you loved me. Even though you don't show it. Not anymore. Not in a long time. I just want to let you know that I do love you and this really isn't your fault. I just can't handle the pain any longer.
Goodbye, your loving daughter Sarah.
Karen,
I know we never got along. And that is because you are a self-centred, domineering, lazy, fucking shit of a woman and you tried to control my life. I hate you. Blame yourself for this.
Sarah.
Dear Toby,
I hope you know that I will always love you, no matter what. Keep this letter, and please remember me. I will never forget about you. I love you. Stay safe, have a wonderful life and don't listen to a thing your mother says about me. If it's not good, it probably isn't true. Oh and if you ever read one of my books called "The Labyrinth" don't say anything out loud. Please. Just don't ok, trust me on this. I love you sweetie.
All my love forever and always, your sister Sarah.
She sealed each of these in separate envelopes and sealed them, writing the correct name on each envelope.
She still had two more letters to write though.
Well here goes nothing.
Dear Hoggle, Sir Didymus and Ludo,
I'm not sure you will ever get this, but if you do, I am no longer here. I shall be dead. I'm so sorry I stopped calling you guys, it wasn't my fault. Alright it kinda was, but believe me if I felt I could have called on you I would have. I will miss you all. Know that I never forgot you, and that I truly do care for each of you. I love you all.
Love Sarah.
"And here's the real challenge," she murmured to herself, "the last letter."
Dear Jareth,
I know that you probably hate me. I really don't blame you for that. I deserve it. I just wanted you to know that I care about you. A lot. I miss you, and I long for you. But I know that I can never have you. I wish that I could see your face just one last time. God, would you listen to me! Well, I just wanted to tell you. And this is the only way as I am leaving. I'll never forget you. I miss you. And Jareth.. I love you. You'll be with me, always. And I just hope that you will keep a place for me in your heart.
I love you.
Sarah.
Sarah sealed the last envelope and wrote Jareth's name on it.
She began to cry, quiet tears, silently rolling down her cheeks, down to her lips, so that she could taste their saltiness on the tip of her tongue.
Sarah sat down on her bed and for the third time that day picked up her razor. Though she knew that this would be the last time.
She put the razor up against her left wrist and pressed the blade into her soft, yielding flesh. Sarah began to drag the blade along her wrist, cutting own the wrist, as she had heard that it was a quicker death. Not that she deserved fast death.
The blood began to spill forth from her veins, running down her arms, slowly at first, then faster as the cut was lengthened.
Once she was done, she turned the blade on her other arm.
When she was finished, Sarah lay down on her bed and prayed for the blackness to envelop her soon.
As she was about the pass out from the blood loss Sarah uttered her last words.
"I love you Jareth," she said, barely loud enough to be a whisper.
A/N: Well ppl aren't reviewing, do u want me to continue? Or should I just kill her off and be done with it? This feels like I'm talking and nobody is listening to me. Am I that boring? I know that this has been done about a thousand times before, but it's my turn now.so just take 2 secs to give me a review. How sad, I'm practically begging. Anyway, review! RW