Threats and Promises
By: Mi
Edited By: yo soy muy …er… wall!
Inspired by: the evil cicada brothers!
Chapter Fifteen
"Says who?" Karen and I said in unison and then looked at the other. It wouldn't have been a problem before, to stay with Jareth I mean, if he actually remembered anything I'd told him throughout our 'adventure'. But he couldn't remember a thing, and Elaine was telling him a bunch of shit and Karen was trying to toss me in the loony clink.
"I do," Jareth said, acting more like he had when I'd first met him. He was saying very little but when he did speak, well, his words had a lot of effect. He also had that whole, I'm the goblin king, fear me, muhahaha thing going on.
"I suppose it's better than the nut house," I muttered and Karen stepped closer to me. She grabbed me by the arm and pulled my face close to hers.
"Do you REALLY think I'm going to just," she made a fluttery reference with her free hand "let you leave? Sarah, you know better than I that you have no place to go. Jareth is NOT going to remember a thing that happened and he's never going to believe you."
"Your wrong," I snapped and pulled away. Her face grew red with what seemed like anger, though she seemed embarrassed. "Karen," I took a breath "I don't care what you say to try and convince me, you are wrong and you will forever be wrong. Don't you tell me if I have a home or not," I pointed my finger at her "you have no right."
"I have no right!?" she laughed like a demented hyena "Sarah, you know better than anyone that nobody cares about you, I don't need to tell you that!" Ooo, burn. It seemed like I could actually feel the impact of that one, but I shook my head. She was wrong, somehow. It seemed at the time that, in fact, no one gave a flying rat's ass about me, but this wasn't the time to feel sorry for myself. I had a job to do, I still had to help Jareth. He was still good, though now with the bad back in him… well, I couldn't say he was charming. In fact, he was downright cold.
"I haven't the time for family affairs," Jareth snapped and wrapped his cloak around my body. It grew very dark and I felt as if we were falling for a long time. Landing, I saw that we were in his throne room and he sighed. "Would you mind telling me what the hell happened?" So I explained, the best I could, about how Elaine loved him and how she had tried forcing him to fall for her. I told him about how I was supposed to get him to that ValleyVill place or something like that but on the way I got shot.
"So how does this lead up to the spell being broken?" he asked coldly and I shook my head.
"I don't know," I admitted "I don't even know if it broke."
"That's not possible," he replied coldly "a spell cannot be half broken." He paused for the longest time. "What happened exactly before it 'broke'?" My lips formed a thin line and Jareth looked at me impatiently. "You kissed me," I breathed, looking a little confused "and then you said you'd remember, eventually…"
"You're lying," he growled "don't defy me Sarah, I desist liars."
"I AM NOT LYING!" I shouted.
"I would never, NEVER kiss you Sarah," he shook his head.
"Oh no," I said in a disgusted tone "not after the first time because you were SO heartbroken." Tears started welling up in my eyes. "You just think because I said no that you were the only one that got hurt, well fuck you!" My hair fell in my face and I shook my head slowly "send me home."
"Get out of my sight," he growled.
"Send me home!" I yelled. My voice stopped because I'd been screaming so much. Tears kept forming and I didn't dare blink. "I don't care what Karen says, I'll stay somewhere else."
"GET OUT!" he roared as he stood to his feet. My eyes went wide and my heart stopped to see his temper rise so high. Reminded me a lot of a bear, standing on its hind legs and roaring. Without thinking anything of my pride I scrambled out of there like a frightened goblin. Slipping over my feet I bolted down the hallway and out of the castle. I ran and ran until I completely collapsed from either crying or exhaustion, I can't remember which. I hid. It was amazingly comfortable to hide, keep all eyes off of me. It made me feel secure, protected even to lie under that willow tree. Its vines were so long and thick that you couldn't see in or out, and so I sat against the trunk and wiped my tears away.
No one came for me, I was glad of it too. I didn't wish to deal with Jareth, but I did head inside, it was growing colder. Getting inside, I got lost, again. And I found myself in an almost library like room, though it merely had a few shelves and a piano. I sat down and fooled around a little, playing some junk I'd don't on my keyboard at home.
"What exactly do you think your doing?" an amused almost fuming voice growled. I turned on a dime and saw Jareth, standing provocatively in the doorway.
"Nothing," I stammered quickly "w-why would I be doing anything?" I mentally hit myself for stuttering but tried to brush it off. It obviously didn't go unnoticed because Jareth took a step towards me. I was really beginning to wish I never helped him, I think I liked him better with the split personalities.
"Oh really?" he asked raising an eyebrow. I tried to keep a brave look on my face and reminded myself that he had good in him, I'd seen it myself. But then… he had some evil as well.
"Yes really," I snapped in a sarcastic tone getting up from the well polished piano.
"Sit," he ordered but I stood still. His eyes narrowed and I mouthed the words with him as he said them. "Don't defy me." He raised his brow in surprise as I mouthed the words and crossed his arms. "Do you find that amusing?"
"Apparently," I muttered under my breath and he walked closer.
"What was that?" he asked standing so close I could feel his breath fall against my face.
"I said apparently," I repeated "are you deaf or something?" The image of Jareth's sub consciousness flashed in my mind's eye remembering his amused tone. Save Jareth's life my ass, I helped him and now I was his prisoner. Talk about your gratitude. "Wait," I said and he closed his mouth "don't say it, let me guess. Don't defy you?"
"I just asked you to sit;" he growled "is that so difficult?" Truthfully, it wasn't but Jareth made me nervous beyond all comprehension and that made it hard to listen to him.
"Sorta," I muttered and he growled.
"Why must you be so difficult?" he bellowed throwing his hands in the air and walking in a small circle. "I simply ask you to do something but no, you just HAVE to be defiant, don't you?" Slowly I sat down, though Jareth kept ranting at me, taking in nothing of his surroundings. Slowly, I turned back to the piano and softly began to play once more. His ranting slowed and finally he stopped and just watched my hands fall gently against the ivory keys. My eyes I kept close, for I feared if I opened them I'd be nervous of Jareth who was now watching intently. The words to the song I played I whispered on my lips, but somehow, with my eyes closed I forgot where I was. I stopped whispering them, just until I started playing it over.
"My gift is my song," I hummed to myself "and this one's for you. And you can tell everybody that this is your song. It maybe quite simple now that it's done. I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind. That I put down in words, how wonderful life is now you're in the world."
"Where'd you learn that?" Jareth asked and I immediately stopped playing as I jumped from shock. I'd completely forgotten where I was, that Jareth was watching me, listening to me. And me, being the romancer I was, of course, HAD to play Your Song.
"Uh," I thought a moment "it was in a movie." He looked at the piano again and then at me.
"Play something," he said and I simply looked at him. I was tired of being ordered about, I really was and the look I gave him was both sad and angry.
"Maybe I will," I said simply "if you stop ordering around."
"Don't-" he started but I didn't let him finish. I got up and walked out of the room. "Defy me…" he finished in an annoyed tone as I left the room. "I'm the king," he snapped following me down the hallway "you shall do as I order."
"See," I snapped "that's your problem right there. ORDER. I am not your subject Jareth, I don't care what you or anyone else says, you don't own me."
"Perhaps I should've left you with your stepmother," he warned and rage flared through my body.
"And maybe I should have left you laying in that god damn bed trapped and unable to move forever," I shouted "but no, I just HAD to help you didn't I? I could have been outta here in a week, just behave for one god damn week and I could've gone home. But NO, I've gotta be the idiot that trusts the god damn goblin king." He stopped dead in the hallway and narrowed his glance. "Yeah," I growled "I know, don't defy you."
"What do you mean trapped?" he asked and I sighed.
"I know you don't remember anything," I muttered "but like I said before, split personalities."
"Yeah," he breathed "I got that part, I didn't understand the trapped part…"
"Well," I paused "alright, there was two of you… which technically was you just… split apart in a mostly good form and a mostly bad form. Well the bad form, Obal, would take over the good form and, just be wicked. So I had to help the good form get both of them to go back together so you'd be you again."
"Still not seeing the trapped part," he muttered.
"Obal had control over your body," I snapped "and wouldn't let the good one go and break the spell so he stashed him away, though he was fully aware of what was going on at all times. And the only way to get Obal to be trapped was to touch him or kiss him or, some amount of affection."
"Love spell," Jareth nodded.
"Yeah," I sighed "so it was all very interesting I'm sure you'll be happy when you can remember it."
"Who says I'm going to remember it?" he asked blankly.
"You," I growled "well, sorta. It's just taking a while to set in, you were in two different places at the same time." I walked into the library and shut the door behind me, though that didn't stop Jareth from following. "Can't you leave me alone?" I pleaded but he completely ignored my comment.
"So why did you help me then?" he asked "what promise did I give? What threat did I make?"
"You asked," I sighed looking though the books and he turned me around.
"Are you telling me that you went though all that," he paused "because I asked? Why would you do that?"
"Keyword would be: asked," I muttered turning back around but he kept pressuring me.
"But-" he started.
"No," I snapped "you didn't promise anything, you didn't threaten me, you didn't trick me. You asked. Simply, nothing more but a 'will you help me'." No promise, no threat but a plea. I wanted to plea to go home at that moment, my eyes were burning with tears. Everything had gone so wrong. Don't-defy-me's had become a way of life, as did being ordered around like a slave. To think, days before I was happy in this man's company. There was good in him, I knew, but when mixed with the bad he wasn't the slightest bit charming. I was beginning to think that maybe he lost the good part somewhere. I turned to face him, keeping my tears back. "Can I go now?" I hated asking him, but I didn't want him following me into my room, watching tears spill from my eyes.
"Sarah-" he started harshly and I looked up.
"Please," I muttered "can I just go to my room without you following me?" He paused a moment and waved me away. I got halfway down the hall when tears started spilling from my worn eyes. When he remembered he's let me go home, I hoped. Slipping into my room I lay down on my bed and curled into a ball. I cried myself into such a deep sleep that no one even bothered to wake me for dinner, at least no goblin. A light tap came from my door and it creaked open. Jareth slip into the room and looked over me. "Yeah," I muttered quietly opening an eye.
"Are you hungry?" he asked "because if you are I'd like for you to come to dinner. If not I can have something sent up to you later on." I opened my other eye and looked at him, a little shocked. I shook my head a little, trying to be sure if I was awake. Yep, I was awake. So how was it possible that Jareth was asking me something? Why was he being nice? Oh, this was creepy.
"Are you alright?" I asked and he nodded. "Are you sure now? Nothing came and took over your body?"
"Are you going to answer?" he asked giving a sarcastic grin "or be confused."
"Um," I paused I really didn't feel like eating. "I'd rather not eat actually." He nodded slowly and I could just see him thinking 'I should've just ordered her'. "Would it be alright," I paused a moment "if I did tomorrow though?" He looked at me oddly as if he was thinking 'if you don't want to eat with me now, what makes you think you will tomorrow?' "Its not that I don't want to eat with you," I said "but I'm really not hungry."
"Oh," he said finally understanding. "Are you feeling ill?" One of the lamps flicked on (damn magick) and he felt my forehead. I batted him away and upon doing so I believe he saw my tear stained cheeks because he bit his lip.
"You could say that," I muttered and he looked actually worried. "Just," I paused "a bit tired."
"Your upset," he said bluntly and I lowered my head.
"I'll be fine," I said looking up and giving a reassuring smile "just a little tired." I kept going back to being tired, we both knew it was a lie but I didn't want him messing with me, even though he WAS being nicer.
"If you need anything," he said turning to leave and gave a glace as for me to finish for him and I tried to put on my best 'I'm perfectly fine' face.
"I'll be perfectly fine," I assured him "don't worry about me." With a nod he left my room and I listened to his boots click on down the hall. Tears started again. God damnit, why was I so upset? Fucking emotional breakdowns that's what it was. All my feelings, my insecurities, EVERYTHING was coming out at a VERY bad time. Normally, I had Hoggle to talk to, or my dad or even Toby, but now I didn't have anyone to talk to. So how was I supposed to get it all out when Jareth was breathing down my neck and I was trapped, homesick and upset? I rocked myself back to sleep, only waking hours later to find I was feeling very alone. I got up and opened my door, looking out into the hall I noticed no one was there.
So, I slowly walked to the library, figuring that I'd find something to do in there. The door was opened a crack and I looked in, a fire had been made in the hearth but no one occupied the room. I went in and looked at the books once more. I found one that caught an interest, but after only reading a few pages I set is aside and sat by the fire. Soon enough Jareth walked in looking very upset. He rubbed his temples slowly as if trying to relive a headache. He didn't even notice me until he looked towards the fire place.
"Oh," he said trying to look composed "your up… is there something wrong?"
"I was about to ask you the same thing," I said quietly and he sighed.
"Nothing to worry about," he said giving a fake smile and I winced.
"You're a bad liar Jareth," I breathed and he sat in the armchair, flinging one leg over its arm and letting the other stay seated on the ground.
"I'm fine," he lied and I laid back.
"You and me both," I muttered and we were quiet for a long time.
"Are you really that unhappy?" he asked frowning. I hated when he frowned, he always looked so amused with life that when he frowned it was more depressing than anything.
"Its not just here," I said "it's a lot of things that just… seems to all want to come out at the same time. So now I'm sort of… overloaded." We both went quiet. "Why are you upset?"
"Nothing," he lied "I'm not upset, I'm just-" the look I gave him shut him up and he took a deep breath. "Your just so unhappy."
"That's why your upset?" I asked blankly, feeling kinda guilty.
"Well I've never seen you-," he stopped talking as I glared.
"You were spying on me," I growled and he held his hands up in protest.
"I was worried," he defended "believe me, I wouldn't ever watch you at an inappropriate time. But… you were so upset in the library earlier that… I just wanted to be sure you were alright." His eyes pleaded with me in such a way that every inch of sorrow rose up into my chest, I gulped if I didn't watch it, I may cry right here. "I'll send you home," he offered "if your that unhappy." My eyes teared up and I fought to keep it inside. No, I ordered myself not here. This is not the place to cry.
"Its," I swallowed the lump in the throat "its not your fault. I told you, it's a lot of junk that… that I just need to deal with."
"Dose it happen a lot?" he asked and I nodded "well what do you do then?" Everything in me screamed LIE TO HIM but my heart controlled my mouth.
"Usually talk," I muttered and quickly shut my mouth. "But," I couldn't think of anything "I'll be just fine."
"I could summon your friends," he offered and I looked at him as if I was really trying to see him. He was trying to help, in any way he could, at the drop of a hat… so I could be happy. I was so confused! But my body ignored my brain actions and I stood to my feet. I made my way across the floor and stood in front of Jareth for a moment. My eyes hazed, filling with tears. Damnit, I was going to cry.
"Thank you," I choked "but I'm alright." I was going to lose it, and I tried to turn but nothing would work anymore. He shook his head and stood up.
"No," he said gently "your not." Gently, kindly he pulled me close to him in a kind embrace. There was nothing even of the slightest romance in it, just a deep strong sense of compassion. I covered my face with my hands, don't, I ordered myself. "Strong people cry too Sarah," he whispered and I struggled out of his embrace and rushed down the hallway and hid in my room. He simply appeared in front of me.
"Go away," I snapped, still holding tears back. He didn't answer but grabbed me again and held me strong, though genially not to hurt me.
"You'll feel better if you let it out Sarah," he whispered and I shook my head. NO! I wasn't giving in. I wasn't showing any weakness. He let go and set on my bed and gave me a kindhearted look. "What are you afraid of?"
"I'm fine," I growled, oh no, I was on edge. He looked so helpless, wanting to help me but not knowing how to go about it. I watched as the thought inched its way into his head.
"What do you want me to do?" he asked "I'm trying to help you, why won't you let me?" That took a good chunk off of the ice that was encasing my heart, but he kept going. "Why do you hold back tears? Your obviously upset, I've offered to send you home, bring your friends, whatever you need to be happy…" He paused a moment. "You can cry Sarah," he whispered.
"Don't bother!" I yelled letting my sorrow form into a fake anger. "I don't need help, I'm fine. Not from you, or Karen or anyone." He seemed to understand now. Karen's words had done a lot to effect me, but they were true, no one loved me. So who cared right? I sat on the edge of the bed and Jareth spoke, his voice only above a whisper.
"How can you believe anything she says?" he whispered but I ignored him. "Your brother loves you, your father loves you, and your friends love you." He paused "I love you." The words, those damn three words, melted that ice in the few seconds it took me to comprehend what he said. He couldn't SAY that. He just… he couldn't love me. Tears tricked down my face. Ha, he got me, damn it.
"Stop it," I growled but he laughed a little.
"What?" he asked acting like he had no idea what was wrong "I love you." I wiped my tears on my sleeve and shot a look at him. "What? I do love you, what's wrong with that?" I pushed him away some but he moved right back over. "I will always love you," he whispered "no matter what you do, you can't stop me." I turned to face him as we both sat on the bed. He smiled at me and kissed my cheek, then the other over and over. I batted him away.
"Stop it," I growled trying to stay mad.
"I'm gonna make you smile," he said determined and kissed my forehead "and then your going to laugh, and then I'm going to fall asleep right here with you so you don't feel alone." He'd said it so simply, so kindly, so… annoyingly that a smile crept up on my tear ridden face. "Ah, see." He kissed my nose this time and I bit my lip to keep from smiling bigger.
"Alright stop," I said pushing him away but he kept at it. "Jareth," I growled and he stopped and looked at me in a 'what?' way. "Stop it," I managed to say stiffly.
"Stop what?" he asked and kissed my cheek "that?"
"Yes!" I snapped "that."
"What about it?" he asked.
"Don't do it," I growled and he kissed my forehead.
"Don't do that?" he asked and I narrowed my eyes. "I'll make you laugh," he warned "I'm telling you." I covered my face with my hands and he pulled them away. "Uh uh," he smirked "that's cheating."
"I don't care," I snapped.
"Yes you do," he smiled "Miss. Fairness."
"I have a damn good basis for comparison," I mumbled and he laughed.
"Laugh," he pleaded and I frowned at him. "Sarah," he said in a fake stiff tone "don't defy me, I order you to laugh." I smirked, he was making fun of himself… so I could laugh. I smiled, a little more than smiled and he wiped the remaining tears away with his thumbs.
"I'm-" I started but he held up a finger.
"You say that your fine one more time," he warned "and you will wish you hadn't."
"I'm fine," I said mockingly and he crossed him arms.
"What did I tell you," he sighed "your so defiant. What am I going to do with you?" I shrugged and gave a slight laugh. "HA!" he smiled again, glad that he was winning this game of his "I told you, didn't I tell you?"
"Yeah," I grumbled and pushed him away. I noticed that the more I pushed him, the closer he seemed to get. The more I hid, the more he found out. The more I cried and yelled and suffered, the more he comforted me. "Aren't you supposed to finish your prediction?" His eyes shot up and he eyed me a moment.
"Are you," he paused "ASKING me to stay here with you?" He waited a moment, "suggesting that I sleep here next to you? Hum?" I didn't say anything. "Because even if you weren't I was planning on doing so either way." He gave a sly grin "but it'd be nice if you asked." I gave a shy smile and then smirked at him.
"Stay with me?" I asked and he pulled be close to him so that my head was resting on his chest.
"Of course," he breathed. After a while I almost drifted off, when I felt something fall against my cheek. I touched it with my hand and it was wet. I looked at Jareth and he was three tears lingering on his face. I felt so bad and… shocked. I didn't know it was even possible for him to cry. I sat up and wiped his tears off with my hand and he just looked at me.
"Your going to smile," I said quietly "and then your going to laugh and then… then I'm going to fall asleep with you, right here, so you don't get lonely." He smirked.
"I'm fine," he mocked and slowly, gently I kissed him. His eyes widened when I pulled away. "Why did you do that?"
"Because," I said quietly and he caused the lights to dim. He laid me back against him, and wrapped his arms around me. I laced my fingers with his and he gave a dreamy smile. Damn him for doing this to me, I thought with a smirk. Drifting to sleep I could almost hear music, a light haunting tune that slowed lazily through the air. It settled into my mind, my heart, my soul and seemed to curl up for rest, as did I. It simply reminded me of a dance I once had with a certain not so heartless goblin king.
I woke slowly, feeling something soft brush up against my forehead. I brushed it away and settled back down for sleep but it seemed to come back. I opened an eye and saw Jareth, smiling wolfishly back at me, making his long platinum hair brush up against me.
"Five more minutes," I moaned and buried myself under the thick covers. He gave a low murmured laugh and uncovered me.
"You can't hide in here all day," he mused "get up." I shot an annoyed glance and hid under the covers again. Slightly embarrassed with my actions the night before, crying like I had, I didn't want him to even look at me. "Come on Sarah," he growled "don't you want to go home today?" I poked my head out of the blankets and looked at him.
"Your kidding, right?" I asked figuring he was just trying to get me to come out but he shook his head.
"No," he said giving the best fake smile he could muster "I'm letting you go." I shot up out of bed and hugged him. I could go home! I could see Toby and dad… maybe I didn't want to see Karen but who cared, I could go home! "You won't have to deal with Underground anymore." My frenzied smile quickly disappeared and I pulled back and looked at him. He had such a fake mask on, the only mask of his that worked was that cold icy glare he'd give, and who could keep that up for more than two minutes?
"What do you mean?" I asked and he let the mask fall a bit.
"I just assumed that you've had enough of it for one lifetime," he shrugged "I mean, after everything you must really wish to leave." Apparently he still couldn't remember what had happened when he was under the love spell.
"You shouldn't assume," I said "it leads to assumptions." He gave a slight grin. "Who says I don't want to deal with Underground again? Hell, after everything if I never same back I'd miss it to much." He nodded slowly, still not getting it.
"Well," he smiled "I'll be sure to tell your friends to explain how to get back through."
"Why can't you?" I asked blankly and he cocked an eyebrow.
"Me?" he asked and thought a moment "I thought that maybe you'd not want to-"
"Bother with you?" I asked "your kidding right?" He looked blankly. "How could I just not see you ever again? What sort of person would that make me?"
"Well I suppose if you REALLY want to," he teased and I shrugged.
"Well," I said in a carelessness way "I guess if you don't want me to, that's fine. Its not like I don't have things to do or anything." There was a long silence and we waiting for the other to break down saying 'no, no, I need to see you again'. We waited for a long time but neither of us said anything. "We're to stubborn," I muttered and he nodded. "Maybe at the same time then?"
"Yeah," he smiled "that's a good idea. On the count of three."
"One," I started "two… three."
"I want to be able to see you again," he said and stopped noticing I'd stayed quiet. I smirked, I'd tricked the goblin king into saying it first. I laughed. "You cheated!"
"Uh huh," I smiled and he covered himself with the blanket. Oh geez, he'd always been a sore loser. "Aw Jareth," I said leading over him "come on."
"I'm not talking to you," he teased.
"Jareth," I laughed and shook him but he stayed covered. "Alright," I sighed as I leaned over him "I want to see you again." He moved the covers from his face and gave an 'I won' smile.
"Whys that?" he asked and I sighed.
"Because you're a pain in the ass," I growled and he kissed me. This time it wasn't a, you poor thing don't cry kiss. This was a full on, I want you to bear my kids kiss. Funny thing was, I found myself kissing back, which was probably not the best thing to do. "This," kiss "is a bad" kiss "idea, Jareth." He paused a moment.
"Yeah," he agreed "probably is." But he just went back on and I pushed him back over laughing. "Your funny."
"How am I funny?" I asked "you're the one being sarcastic." He just smiled at me and stretched. The room started to melt and I was now on my old bed, in my old room, in my old house. Jareth leaned over and kissed me again. "Thank you."
"Yeah," he sighed "if you need me, call." He paused a moment "in fact, even if you DON'T need me call." I smiled.
"Alright," I sighed "but I'd better not see any owls flying around outside my window SPYING on me."
"Me?" he gasped "spy? Why Sarah, I'm hurt." I got up, ready to leave but stopped. "Oh," he smiled "by the way." He summoned a crystal and tossed it at me "in case you need to do some 'spying' of your own." He simply vanished and Sarah put the crystal next to her bed and went back to sleep, grinning shyly to herself.
Author's note: Alright, TEN pages of writing all for you guys because I've never gotten THIS many reviews in my life! ::smiles shyly:: I can't believe you guys, your all really great. I feel so loved ::big smile forms on face:: but I hope you all liked this chapter! And as for previous reviews, here's my answers.
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