I can feel you here inside of my head

A Labyrinth Fanfiction

By Gersemi

Disclaimer: I own nothing and nobody from the Labyrinth universe. I'm just making them jump through hoops, but I promise to give them back. Don't sue me.

A/N: Sarah's POV. One year after her journey to the Underground.

I can feel you here inside of my head

One year. 365 days. 8,760 hours. 525,600 minutes. 31,536,000 seconds. That time has passed since I said those words to Him.

You have no power over me. . .

I'm keeping track of this way too good.

Perhaps I should just move on. But I can't let go, not fully, anyway. Partly because I know He's still there, somewhere in the shadows, just waiting for me to let Him into my life again. Though He knows that this time it would take a lot more than my twisted fantasies to bring Him back.

My world has changed since I went Underground. I like to think that I've grown up. Hoggle, Sir Didymus and all the others left my life some time back. I haven't kept track of that. They just disappeared, some day they didn't answer me anymore.

I won't let myself think about what He may have done to them.

I have burned my copy of The Labyrinth. I know that wasn't His gate into my world, but it makes me feel safer. Much.

I keep telling myself that He won't come back unless I asked Him to do so. Which I won't. But there's always that little part of myself that hopes. . .

I can still feel Him. I can feel His breath on my face when we danced, can feel His touch.

But I shut it all out. I don't want to think about it, won't think about the sensations it caused.

And still. . .

When I lie in my bed, late at night, with only the shadows to give me company � I can hear His voice inside of my head.

I am exhausted from living up to your expectations of me.

I try to shut Him out, but I can't.

I turned the world upside-down and I have done it all for you.

Then I want to curl up, and cry for all I gave away with that once sentence.

Just fear me...

It is easy to fear Him. And still easier to love Him.

Love me...

Oh, I will love Him, always. I won't tell Him, but it will be like that.

Do as I say and I will be your slave.

No. It would never have been that way. I would always have been His slave. And He knew. Knew it all those endless hours.

And I don't hold that against Him. I never could.

How I wish I could go back, with a clean conscience.

Sarah. . .

But I can't.

Sarah. . . come to me. . .

I won't.

I can still feel Him.

The END