Chapter Ten
Trust Issues
Conner's note: This chapter is for Amie. Just, promise to read the WHOLE thing before you get mad at me, and don't be mad at my authoress, I told her what to type, she merely agreed.
"Why won't you just tell me?" Sam growled, both her and Conner going out into the hallway.
"Because I don't WANT to," he snapped, annoyed with her constant pestering. Jareth had apparently told him what he was planning on surprising Sarah with, and he and Sam were off to see. Sam had been told too, but Jareth told her it was a secret, and she wanted to see if Conner knew too, or maybe was just trying to get it out of her.
"Don't you know?" he asked.
"Yes," she said coughing still "but I want to hear it from you."
"Why?" he asked. He was beginning to feel like she didn't believe him.
"Just humor me," she sighed.
"I don't wanna humor you," he said and stopped dead in his tracks and gave a mocking glare.
"I'll bite you," she warned "tell me."
"But you should know," he retorted.
"Tell me," she said blankly "or I'll hurt you."
"Ha," he laughed "no you won't."
"Wanna bet?" she asked and gave a stern glare.
"No," he said, feeling a little worried. He believed she MIGHT, but not badly. "But I'm telling you, you won't hurt me," he lied.
"Now just tell me," she sighed "and I'll leave you be."
"Touchy, aren't you?" he asked "demanding things of me. That's no way to treat me Sammy."
"You just don't know," she snapped "you don't know. You lied, you flaunted that you knew just to annoy me, I ought to-"
"YES!" he growled "that's EXACTLY why I didn't tell you. Because I didn't know. Uh huh… News flash… I DIDN'T LIE! Your just trying to get me to say it because you don't really think I know."
"Then tell me," she said blankly.
"NO!" Conner shouted "you don't trust me."
"If I didn't trust you I wouldn't be talking to you, or calling you my friend," she retorted.
"Well if you DID trust me you wouldn't ask me," he snapped "you'd believe that I knew." He sighed, they were acting like children, but he was annoyed at how HE was the one always to blame, and how he always had to apologize. He was feeling hurt too. Sam didn't sound too trusting at the moment, though she very well may trust him, she wasn't acting like it. Jareth paused and looked at the two arguing in the hall.
"What are you two screaming about?" he asked "you've been here three days and look, your already getting at one another. Do I need to separate you two?"
"No," Conner muttered "it was my fault. I'm sorry Sam, I didn't mean to bother you." She smiled and hugged him, without as much as a second thought to apologize the same. They walked the rest of the hallway. Am I not important? he thought almost bitterly does she not realize that I feel… or perhaps because I'm muse she thinks I don't have emotions. It felt as if someone had ripped out his heart, though he wasn't sure why. Wasn't Sam and him supposed to be friends? He wondered if he should go through with he and Jareth's plan…
"Sam, you go get Sarah, ok?" Jareth said finally and Sam raised an eyebrow. "Bring her to the second door past the library, ok?"
"I guess… ok," she nodded and knocked on Sarah's door. "Hey!" Sarah looked up and smiled. "Come on, I got something for you!" Sam lead Sarah to the second door from the library and they both stopped as they heard music playing. They opened the door a crack and saw both muse and Jareth… singing and playing guitar. They harmonized very well, fae and muse:
Saying
'I Love you' is not the words
I want to hear from you
It's
not that I want you not to say
But if you only knew
How easy
it would be to show me how you feel
More than words is all you
have to do
To make it real then you wouldn't have to say
That
you love me I'd already know
What would you do if my heart
was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your
love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words
More than words
Now I've tried to
talk to you
And make you understand all you have to do
is
close your eyes and just reach out your hands
And touch me
hold me close
Don't ever let me go
More than words is all I
ever needed you to show
Then you wouldn't have to say
That
you love 'cause I already know
Both girls stood in awe, but said not a word as they eavesdropped over the two singing. They could hear both of them stand, and Conner set the guitar down. Sarah looked to Sam and laughed a little, unluckily for them, it'd been very much a set up… for both of them. Jareth appeared behind both girls and the room door opened and Conner dragged Sam inside.
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"Well?" Jareth asked and Sarah just looked at him "are you not going to say anything?" She shook her head and he smirked at her. "Nothing to say at all?"
"You sing nice," she said quietly and he sighed. She only laughed at his response. "It was beautiful, Jareth." Sarah's expression softened a little, the three days they'd been there had been mostly resting from the 'walk' she and Sam had taken. She hadn't seen much of Jareth, but, after all this… could she trust him? He HAD stolen her brother but then… she had asked.
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"What are you doing?" Sam growled. Conner gritted his teeth, he was becoming very annoyed with Sam's actions. He and she was supposed to be getting along, not fighting. That was the whole idea!
"What would you do if my heart was torn in two," he sang and picked the guitar up again "More than words to show you feel. That your love for me is real. What would you say if I took those words away? Then you couldn't make things new just by saying I love you." He stopped and looked at her, his anger had faded a bit. "It isn't meant to be romantic like it is for Jareth and Sarah, Sam," he assured her "but it's for you too. I love you like a friend, closer than a friend… but you never tell me you love me. Sometimes I wonder if you even believe I'm real, because you don't always treat me real…" He paused for a moment "and I don't expect you to treat me wonderful or anything, just like a friend… a real friend. Because I love you Sam, I love you a whole lot and-" he didn't get to finish because Sam's face was red. He laughed. "I'm sorry, I'm not trying to embarrass you. But I do love you, you're my best friend, and I want you to trust me. I want to be YOUR best friend Sam…"
Author's note: before anyone says anything at all, IT WAS ALL CONNER'S IDEA! So if you give praise or you yell, give it to him (but if you yell I'm afraid I'm gonna have to yell back because, he is my muse and NO one yells at my muse unless I say its ok!). I think he wrote this because yesterday he got into it with one of my/his friends, and he's been upset about it all day because, he really loves her as a friend like… a whole lot but they haven't gotten along so well. So I'm gonna back out of this before I get stuck in the middle. This is up to my muse and them so… he says he hopes you liked the chapter.
Sparkling silver angel wings: Song? Yes there's a song in this chapter! its terribly romantic. Conner came up with it actually :hugs muse: he's so clever.
Theshadowcat: I won't forget them. I think I have 6 now. :sheesh: lol.
Queen of the Damend: that's cuz me and Conner got colds and he keeps giving me cough syrup. ICK!
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LadyLuck321: thanks. I know! You read EVERYTHING! Even my old stuff that isn't too good that I just started with (I think I got a little better). Aw, I hope you and Drew are getting along. Conner's not leaving the house for a while (he's been ill) so it may take a while to get in contact with Drew. :Looks at Conner: do muses have phones?
Conner:coughs: don't start with me you.
Something in the air: Hello friend. If you'd like a muse I believe I've got a few left up for adoption. Thanks for the email by the way! So glad to meet you-
Acantha Mardivey: Thank you. And I know! I HATE HATE HATE the stuff. Conner makes me take it anyways. - the oh I won't get sick thing rendered from me leaning over the lake the other year and my friend saying he'd fallen in that way. Oh, I just laughed, I won't fall in. And I did and he had to fish me out (lucky me he was there!). Uh… he's scared to talk to you so… I'm not gonna make him write anything. I'm kinda shocked to say the least, but he begged for me to write this last night. So… I don't know. I'm not even gonna get in the middle of THIS one, ok? You two can figure it out… I'm just… I'm gonna be WAAAAAY over there.
