Threats and Promises
By: Yours truly
Edited By: LadyArwen
Inspired by: someone or other
Chapter Five
"You have to save his life," the young man retorted "what are you, deaf or something?" My mind reeled for a moment and my mind seemed to haze at the words. First of all, why did Jareth need to be saved, he was in he's room. And secondly, why the hell would I help him? He was keeping me here against my will for god's sake! "Hello?"
"No I hear you," I muttered coming back from my thoughts "but I don't understand, I didn't-"
"No time," he explained "go into his room but don't say anything, just look at him and you'll see what I mean." I jolted awake at that moment, quite displeased with the young man's answer. I didn't want to go into Jareth's room, hell, I might have just dreamt up some shitty story and now I was going to barge in on him while he was sleeping. I sat there a moment, a little fearful to get up. What ifs ran through my mind; what if I was just dreaming, what if he died, what if he's just trying to trick me? But I got up nonetheless and quietly snuck out of my room. My feet padded against the cold stone floor as I made my way to his bedroom. Silently, I opened the door and looked in. He wasn't moving, but as my eyes adjusted to the darkness I saw that his eyes were wide open. Keeping the boy's words in mind, I made not a sound as I slowing walked into the room.
I watched as his eyes strained to watch me, though he's head didn't move one bit. I went over to the side of the bed and looked at him, he looked somewhere in between a near death experience and seeing a ghost. He blinked his eyes over and over, very quickly. Something was wrong.
"Are you alright?" I whispered and he blinked twice. "I swear Jareth if your messing with me…" he blinked twice again. I stopped and narrowed my eyes. "Can you not speak?" He blinked once and I held my breath. "Can you not move?" He blinked once once more. This wasn't going well. I didn't know what to do or try or… even how to communicate with him. "What do I do?" I whispered and he raised his eyebrows as if he was shocked. "What you think I'd leave you like this?" He blinked three times, which I figured was maybe. He stared at my hand for a long time and I looked at it as well.
"What?" I asked holding it up "my hand?" He blinked once and then looked at his hand, which looked difficult because he had to strain his eyes to actually see it. Slowly I moved my hand to his, it was warm, didn't seem odd. Suddenly his other hand came gaping around and grabbed my arm firmly.
"Don't let go," he ordered and I tried to pull back. What the hell was he trying to do? He pulled me closer, refusing to let go but I struggled more. He grabbed me with both arms and drug me onto the bed. My mind went into a panic, here was Jareth, dragging me onto his bed in the middle of the night. HOLY SHIT, I could only think of one thing that might be on his mind and I wasn't agreeing with it! Abruptly, I was pinned down on my stomach, Jareth holding both of my arms down, leading over my back.
"Now if you'd calm down," he breathed heavily from the struggle "I can explain… what's going on." I tried to sit up but he still had me pinned down.
"Can, uh, I get up now?" I muttered breathlessly and he seemed to think about it for a moment. His grip loosened but he didn't completely let me up, but then he wasn't grinding me into his mattress any longer either.
"I requested a simple thing," he growled "for you not to let go and you backed away." I turned my head the best I could and looked at him blankly.
"You scared me," I explained "you act as if you can't move and then out on no where you grab me. I'm not really stable right now, thanks." He seemed to think for a moment, because he didn't say anything at first, and then his grip became looser.
"If I let you up," he said gently "you must be calm and keep hold of me at all times." Was he crazy? Keep hold of him at all times? Was he lonely or something? Ugh, I didn't want to think about it but I nodded nonetheless. I kept hold of his wrist and sat cross-legged on the bed, which was very comfortable by the way. He gave a sympathetic look and sighed. "Sarah," he said softly and my first idea was he was going to purpose or something. Truly, that's what he sounded like, his voice overly gentle and kind… it was sort of mind blowing to hear him like that. "Sarah, I've been placed under a spell."
"Oh great," I growled "is that why your subconscious, er, yeah, was harassing me?" He eyed me for a moment, taking in my expression and sighed.
"No," he breathed "I did that so I could get you to help me. You see, Elaine… well, she loves me."
"I'm really happy for you," I muttered "I am, really, can I go back to bed now?"
"You don't understand," he growled hastily "I don't love her, she's wicked and cruel." I must have had a sarcastic look on my face or something because Jareth narrowed his eyes. "What happened this afternoon was not me," he explained "she put a spell on me so that all my… less appealing characteristics are all put into one personality."
"Are you telling me that you've got split personalities?" I yawned.
"If that's what you want to call it," he shrugged "its also a love spell. The spell is that the only way I can get rid of this other personality is if someone loves me, and I love them. She thinks that I'd be forced to fall in love with her if I ever wanted to be able to control my body again."
"Alright," I summed it up "so your saying that Elaine cast a spell on you to give you another personality, which is really you with all your mean and cruel characteristics so she can make you fall in love with her?"
"Yes," he sighed "and he controls my body unless there's a mutual display of affection." I paused.
"What affection?" I asked dryly.
"Alright so maybe its not exactly affection," he growled "but certain things give me more time. Like you touching me, that lasts as long as your touching me. Hugging gives me five minutes, kissing gives me an hour, so on and so forth."
"Good luck with that," I muttered and started off the bed but he grabbed me firmly.
"I'll be needing your assistance," he snapped in a strict tone.
"Is that an order," I asked tilting my head slightly "or you asking?" He looked down at the comforter that was still draped across his body.
"An order," he growled glaring up at me.
Author's note: WOO! Chapter five! Well, now you all know why Jareth's been acting like a jerk… looks like he still is kinda huh? Well, hope you liked it, and thank you my wonderful reviewers. You make my day every time you review. ::dances around every time::
Gradolphin: a little twist, yes I know. Sorry everyone, I know my spelling and/or grammar sucks. It always has.
Acantha Mardivey: ::laughs:: I'm glad you liked it. And any time, I was happy to dedicate it to ya. ::laughs again:: poor Sarah, she'd having a lot of issues with Jareth. I may make her suffer a bit more, I mean, split personalities (good gods!!). And yeah!! I got a poster too ::sighs happily:: ah, gotta love the smile. Oh well, have fun snuggling.
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Ophelia Eternal: don't worry!! All questions will be answered in there own given time. ::grins:: I know it's a little… odd. But then so am I so… I suppose the writing fits the author (odd, out of order and confusing) ::grins::
