Nothing Left
By: CreativeImagination
Chapter Eleven
I Do
Sarah looked at herself in that bubble gum pink dress and sighed. Her hair was done, her make-up too, and it was only about an hour before she said the words. The new words of course, Jareth didn't want anything to do with her anymore, not after she broke his heart, again.
"You ready honey?" Karen asked but she didn't acknowledge her. Karen sighed, she'd been like that for days on end, but she didn't know what was wrong. Perhaps she'd just been worried about the wedding. Karen tried to convince herself that, that was it. Sarah was nervous, that's all, but… something in Karen's gut told her that wasn't it. Something told her Sarah was mourning over something. "What's wrong?" Sarah shook her head. "Seriously," Karen insisted sitting beside her "you can tell me."
"How can I tell you anything?" Sarah snapped "you don't care." Karen fell silent for a moment and then looked at her young step-daughter.
"Is that what you think?" Karen asked "that I don't care?" Sarah didn't say anything. "I do care," Karen murmured "and I assumed that if you didn't want to get married you wouldn't force yourself to."
"You've told me," Sarah protested "you said if I didn't you'd all disown me."
"No," Karen corrected "I told you what your father said." Sarah didn't say anything. "So what is it?"
"I don't love him," she whispered.
"Are we back to that again?" Karen asked with a sighed "Sarah, I've told you, there's no such thing as-"
"Yes there is!" she shouted and they both went quiet.
"You love someone else?" Karen asked simply "actual love?" Karen's eyes hazed a little as if she was daydreaming. "No," she whispered "can't be. There's no such-" she stopped and look at Sarah.
"Yes there is," Sarah murmured and Karen took her hand and patted it gently.
"Sarah," she took a deep breath "if you truly love someone, then you've got to go for it."
"But what about-?" she started.
"Just do what you think you need to do," Karen said "your father can always get another job. Maybe not one that pays as well but, another job." She kissed Sarah on top of her head and left her there.
You need to learn to do something for yourself.
Sarah shook her head, she couldn't turn back now. All of her father's business was there, it'd be like a getting laid off party.
"Hoggle, I need you," she murmured at the mirror. Nothing.
Leave and don't ever think about me, or this place again. Because if your so willing to go back to THAT, you don't deserve to think of this place.
Those were his last words to her, she forced tears back. Is this how he felt when she rejected him the first time? You have no power over me. What sort of last words was that? To someone that loved her, no doubt. Her father poked his head in and gave a large smile tearing her from her thoughts. Sarah could barely look at him the last few days, knowing what she knew now.
"Ready hon?" he asked and slowly, she nodded. He took her by the arm and that oh so familiar music started. They walked down the way, to the front of the church, god knows how many people looking on at her. Her father let go of her arm, and he was replaced by Nick. Sarah scanned the crowd… she couldn't blame him. He didn't come. Well duh, she snapped to herself, you wouldn't come to HIS wedding, would you? Nick smiled at her and Sarah just looked blankly at him.
"We are gathered here today…" the priest went on and on but Sarah wasn't listening. Her mind was racing. What to do? She couldn't DO this. She couldn't hurt Jareth like this, her HERSELF like this. "If anyone has a reason why these two should not wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." What to do, what to do? Time to grow a backbone, Sarah, time to harbor all that defiance you once had. But I grew up, she argued with herself. That's your problem, you grew up. You've got to speak up for yourself. You've got to speak up! Do something for yourself! SAVE YOURSELF SARAH! She panicked as Nick said those two hateful words. "And do you, Sarah, take this lawful man to be your husband? To love and to hold, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?"
Time seemed to stop. Hell. It might have, because Sarah actually blinked a few times and no one moved. Nothing moved. Not Nick, not the priest, nothing. Sarah let go of Nick's hand, he didn't move. Everything was in slow motion, right up until she said the words. She lowered her head, bracing herself for the words about to come out of her mouth. Looking up, something in her snapped. Time seemed to fly back and she felt as if she was fifteen again, standing before the Goblin King saying words she didn't want to say. She was doing it again. The words she uttered gave Nick a dumbfounded expression.
"You have no power over me."
"WHAT?" Robert stood to his feet and Nick looked more confused than ever. Karen, on the other hand, looked like she'd been hit with lightning. As if she'd been something she'd been longing to see in a long time.
"I mean," Sarah paused looking at everyone in the crowd. The masked dancers in the crowd. She didn't care that they saw her run away once before, she could do it again. "No," she said firmly "I can't." Robert didn't waste another moment, he grabbed his daughter by the wrist and gave a dashing smile.
"Just hold on a moment," he smiled "she's just got cold feet. I'm gonna talk to her." He dragged her into the back, where she'd been getting dressed. "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I can't, dad, I just-" she started but he cut her off.
"No," he growled "your just going to get your ass out there and get married. I've gone through too much to have you stop now. Everyone out there will have jobs thanks to you, Sarah. Don't you want to be the hero?"
"I want to be happy," she murmured, feeling very small right about now. Where was that youthful spunk now? "I don't love him," this time her words came out nothing more than a squeak.
"Happy?" he scoffed "love? No one in their right mind would love you. Sarah," he pushed her back "your marrying him."
"No," she started.
"Yes you are," he growled, getting very close.
"No, dad, I'm not," she said a little stronger now. Well, Robert wouldn't have his daughter standing up to him like that, no way no how. He grabbed her by the arm and twisted, forcing her on the floor. She tried to yell but he covered her mouth.
"Your going to get out there," he ordered "and MARRY Nick. Do you hear me?" She just looked at him. He twisted more "Do you?" Her mind raced, what was she going to do?
"Help-!" she started but Robert grabbed her and shoved her against the wall.
"I will not let you ruin our family because your selfish," he snapped grabbing her by the neck. Desperately she clawed at him, trying to fill her lungs with air.
"I was wrong," she managed and Robert let up a little, thinking perhaps she would go ahead with it. "I was wrong, and you were right. I'm too self-righteous." She paused, that wasn't Sarah. That was the weak thing she'd become, the pathetic excuse she was forced to live as. "It's not fair!" she howled "it's not fair! It's not fair!" Robert tried to shut her up but she wouldn't be quiet. "Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I fought my way here to take myself back. For my will is as strong as yours and my kingdom is as great." She paused.
"Sarah?" Robert laughed "are you alright? do you need to lay down?"
"My kingdom is as great…" Sarah paused, what the hell was she doing? Saying those words wouldn't do any good here. Robert grabbed her arm, in an attempt to drag her out of the room, back into the church. "LET GO! YOUR SLEEPING WITH NICK!" Robert looked terrified and tackled her to the ground but she kept screaming. "YOU ONLY WANT ME TO STAY WITH HIM SO YOU CAN FUC-" Robert hit her, hard across the face.
"Shut up," he howled "go get married."
"NO!" she yelled and Robert got off her "NO NO NO NO NO!" She was like a child throwing a temper tantrum. "I don't love him! I don't! I love…" Her voice trailed off.
"See?" Robert glared "you don't have anyone to love. And no one loves you. So be a good girl and-"
"I love Jareth," she said firmly. At first, Sarah had no idea what happened. All she knew was that someone had happily landed themselves on her lap and was kissing her, deeply might I add. She opened her eyes and two mismatched ones looked back at her. She tried to pull away, it wasn't gonna happen.
Jareth, she thought desperately I've got to breath. He just nodded but kept going. JARETH! He pulled back long enough for her to get a shallow breath and kissed her again. My dad is watching, she thought in a faint whisper and he slowed down, and eventually stopped. She blinked a few times and looked at him. Jareth smirked a little.
"I told you," he murmured and she rolled her eyes.
"Who-?" Robert paused "WHAT the hell are you?"
"Goblin," Jareth shrugged "King, of the goblins, might I add. It seems your daughter loves me, I hope you don't have a problem with that." Jareth glared at the man before him and just by doing that Robert was tripping all over himself to get out of the room. Once he'd gone Jareth got off Sarah and folded his arms, giving her a stern look. "Don't think just because… we… I, of that, that I'm not angry with you." He rolled his eyes. "But seeing that you're stubborn and defiant, I don't suppose you care much." Sarah paused a moment.
"I don't," she admitted "because I believe I just went through enough for you. I just went through two days of hell, almost getting married, getting the stuffing knocked out of me, and being everything from confused to terrified."
"Oh?" he nodded simply and rolled his eyes "I believe all of that was, YOUR fault." Sarah paused.
"Your right," she agreed "it was my fault." She didn't say anything for a long moment. "I am sorry." He turned the other way. "Oh now see, NOW your just trying to get me to beg."
"So what if I am?" he asked, his tone almost harsh.
"Then I guess you have a good right to it," she murmured "for hurting you, twice."
"For hurting me twice, for lying, for almost marrying Nick, for-" he went on.
"Wearing this dress," she muttered looking at herself and he laughed some.
"So what are you going to do to make it up to me?" he mused and she gave an annoyed sigh.
"I suppose your going to torment me for the rest of my life," she murmured.
"No," he said turning around "but I do have a few conditions before I forgive you."
"Oh dear," she murmured and he grinned at her.
"First," he said tapping his foot "was I right or was I right about this whole thing?" He narrowed his eyes, though they both knew he was just doing this to make her squirm.
"Jareth," she growled.
"I'm waiting," he teased.
"Okay," Sarah gave a sigh "you were right." He waved her on. "You were right about everything, okay?"
"Good," he gave a sly smile "now, secondly," he moved closer to her "where was I?" He kissed her again, gently this time and he pulled her back a bit. He kissed her neck and she laughed, moving a way some, only to have him pull her down into a chair with him.
"Don't," he laughed, him kissing her neck again "that tickles." His lips were so soft, so demanding, it was driving her crazy. It tickled against her skin, making her want to move away, to make him stop, but yet again, she wanted him to keep going.
"Uh uh," he warned pulling her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her so she couldn't escape. He lowered his lips to her ear and whispered "I'm going to keep torturing you as long as I can."
"Jareth," she growled but her only response was him biting her. "Hey," she moved so her eyes were directly focused into his. He kissed her nose only to be pushed back. "Stop that."
"Aw," he teased and gave a pouting face. Sarah sighed, rolled her eyes and kissed him back, only to have Karen walk in.
Author's note: TA DA! Alright Lyn, yes, I KNOW right more. Amie, Conner says he misses you and Tez, we ALL miss you. :laughs: Alright, anyways, I gotta go. LOADS o' homework. Geez.
