Chapter Two

Author's note: looks at goblin friends nervously Well, I know a few of you aren't so happy with the last chapter, and to tell you the truth, it has really made me nervous about this next one. But my goblin buds have assured me that they'll still love me even if it does suck. And they won't help me type this until they get 'some respect' from these damn readers' (their words not mine!!). So without farther ado, chapter two.

Sarah was drawing a pretty big blank (A/N: just as I am right now). She remembered something about Jonathan coming after her and... undoing her bra? Sarah sat up in frustration, rubbing her forehead with the palm of her hand she tried to drive away what felt a lot like a hangover. But then she hadn't drunk anything alcoholic. Or did she? She couldn't remember that either.

Opening her eyes she noticed two things. First thing was that she wasn't in her own bed... in fact, she was pretty sure she wasn't even in her own world. Second thing was that there was some sort of green creature with long sharp teeth standing at the foot of her bed. It looked more like a gremlin rather a goblin, with its sharp claws and big pointy ears. But all it did was stand there, staring at her and drooling like a mad dog.

Suddenly it lunged and Sarah let out a deafening frantic cry. What the hell was this thing and why was it... wherever she was?! The first thing it went for was her face, but fortunately Sarah managed to take hold of it and hurl it across the room. Jareth stormed into the room, looking half amused and half pissed as hell, if that was anyway possible.

"Such a pity," Jareth smirked and contained the violent creature within a small glass crystal, only as big as a basketball.

"Is there a reason why I'm here?" Sarah asked, feeling considerably perplexed.

"It just keeps getting better," Jareth blurted and covered his eyes with his hand "you can't remember last night, can you?"

"Seeing you here I sure hope not," Sarah said coldly and Jareth waved the criminal, who was still contained in his glass prison, away. The crystal gently floated out the window, heading for the bog. He didn't have time to deal with the beast.

"Your 'date' as you called him tried to rape you," Jareth explained.

"Alright," Sarah said slowly "and why don't I remember any of this?"

"Don't know," Jareth said shrugging "you repressed it maybe?"

"You expect me to believe," Sarah said angrily "that Jonathan Richards was trying to rape me, and that you of all people rescued me? And that I couldn't handle it SO much that I made myself forget it all?"

"And that was just him who attacked you," Jareth said quietly.

"And that you turned him into a goblin," she scoffed "as punishment."

"Yes," he said bluntly.

"Send me home," she said coldly "just, send me home".

"Well," he said smirking "that's the thing, I can't."

"What do you mean you can't?" Sarah asked folding her arms.

"I mean," he said, trying not to loose his temper with the girl "I can not take you back, for your own safety."

"Why?!" she asked standing up, her head spun, but she stood her ground.

"You're missing, he's missing and if I let you go back without fixing it first," he said, giving a slight smirk "they're going to think you killed him and buried his body someplace."

"Well I'll just tell them," she stopped, what could she tell them? That the Goblin King saved her from rape? That out of anger and love for her turned Jonathan into a goblin and tossed him into a bog of eternal stench for attacking her? Yeah, and then she could plead insanity.

"I won't keep you long," he swore "three days at the very most."

"Three days?" she asked and he nodded "I don't suppose I'll be living them out in my room then."

"I suppose while you're here," Jareth purposed "I could allow you to meet with those creatures you call your friends."

"I would like that," she said, glancing at him "but that's not all, is it?"

"After saving you I think I at least deserve some quality time with you Sarah," Jareth said coldly "a few hours a day at the very least."

"I take it I have no say in the matter," she muttered and he smiled. He turned to leave the room. "Jareth?" she asked and he turned around "how do I know your not lying?"

"Well let me put it this way," he said leaning up against the door frame "what choice have you got?"

Author's note: You just HAD to know that I'd come up with something as stupid as this chapter. Personally, I'm not real happy with it. Actually... I kind of hate it. I see a revised version in this story's future. But first I wanna see where it'll take me. looks at goblins 'what do you guys think?' they all shrug Well, looks like it's up to the readers. Any suggestions? And be gentle! I don't handle criticism very well and it makes me self conscious about my writing... even more so than I already am. So criticize my work, in a gentle way alright? No, this story sucked! Or anything so bold. Please.

Thanks SO much,

Amber & the goblins

P.S now looking for an editor! Hopefully someone older than I am (16) but it doesn't matter if you got lots of ideas and you're good at spelling. Because as some of you know... I am not. I can't pay you... nor give you anything but credit in the story and praise from myself. That and my friendship... but then... who wants that? Lol.