After Sarah got over her initial shock of seeing a man on her bed, a man
she couldn't get out of her mind, nonetheless, she became angry.
"What are you doing here?" she hissed, still conscious of her sleeping brother in the other room. Jareth looked her up and down with a lazy, amused look on his face, and spoke quietly.
"I decided to drop by. Catch up." At Sarah's shocked face, he laughed.
"You think I would just forget about you? The only mortal to have ever beaten my labyrinth? You underestimate me dear Sarah." With that said, he stood up with feline grace, and offered her a seat on her own bed. Sarah began to gripe about the fact that this was her house, but caught herself. She didn't want to get off on a bad.restart.
"In that case. are you ok? I heard you were sick, or hurt, or.." Sarah trailed off when she saw a brief look of anger in his eyes, and then it passed to a cold mask of indifference.
"And where might you have picked up this information dear Sarah?"
"Ummm.. I don't suppose through the grapevine is good enough for you is it?"
"No." he said sharply. "You tell me now or whoever it was will be punished even worse than originally planned." Sarah sighed and debated whether to lie, and have him know, and have to needle the truth out, or to just tell him, and keep the punishment down to the low level.
"It was Hoggle. But he didn't know. Honestly, he wouldn't tell me any more after I asked."
"Very well then." Jareth replied after a minute. " I know how important to you your little friends are, so I will keep it down to a reprimand." When Jareth saw the look of happiness and appreciation on Sarah's face, he almost lost his mask and smiled.
"So." Sarah said quietly. "How are things in the underground?"
".Out of order since you left." Jareth said, with a hint of something more underneath.
"I see." Sarah said wistfully. Jareth took a deep, quiet breath, and managed to calmly ask Sarah what they had both been thinking for quite some time now.
"I want you to come back with me Sarah. Only for a little while. You don't have to stay if you don't want to. You can visit your friends, Stay in the castle. as a guest of course." Jareth looked at Sarah with a silent plea. Last time he had exposed himself to her, she had broken him, like a meaningless childhood toy. He couldn't let it happen again.
"I can't. I'm sorry." Sarah whispered, eyes tearing. The words hit Jareth like a punch in the face. Though he was ready for them, he couldn't make himself numb to the power of her rejection. He had placed his heart in her hand, and she had crushed it once again.
"Very well then." He said shortly, and turned to leave.
"Jareth, wait." It was a quiet sound. To be heard by only those who wanted to hear it. "I'm sorry I can't go with you. Not yet. It's just, I have school, and people would notice I've vanished off the face of the earth. I want to go Jareth. I truly do."
"I'll be waiting Sarah. Should you need me, just call my name." The moment the words were out of Jareth's mouth, Sarah's parents pulled into the driveway.
"That's my parents." She said. "You'd better go poof. or. whatever you do." Sarah watched as Jareth transformed into an owl, then, as he perched on the windowsill, getting ready to fly away, she whispered one last word after him.
"Thanks."
"Your welcome Sarah" she heard the words echo in her head as the majestic owl took off in a flurry of wings against the black night sky.
Sarah wandered the halls at lunch, wanting to be alone, but not finding anywhere for solitude. She finally wandered over behind the bathrooms, hoping to find the place empty of the smokers and the whores. It wasn't. Sighing, Sarah turned down the offer for a cigarette, and walked away.
She eventually sat down on an empty bench by one of the classrooms. She thought about Jareth's offer last night. She wished she could go so badly, but it just wasn't possible.
Possible, but not probable, she corrected herself as TJ spotted her and made a beeline for her. Sarah growled in frustration, but stayed put. It just wasn't fair. TJ has asked her out many times before, and he just never got the hint that she wasn't interested.
"Hey Sarah." TJ said happily.
"Get lost TJ."
"Why?"
"Because I said so, and because I'm not interested, and because you cant seem to get that through your thick skull."
"Gee Sarah. Maybe you should try telling my other head. It might listen to you better."
"Shut the hell up and go away."
"See you tonight." Sarah simmered as he walked away. He always had a knack for pissing her off. She got up and headed to class as the lunch bell rang.
Sarah looked at the clock, and put away her homework. She quietly got up and grabbed her clothes and boots, went into the bathroom and changed. She ran upstairs, into her bedroom and waited a few moments before yelling downstairs.
"Dad, Karen, I'll be doing homework, please don't bother me, I have a test to study."
"Sure honey." She heard before she closed the door. She went over to the window, and opened it quietly. She climbed out and tiptoed across the roof so as not to be heard. When she stopped a moment to retie one of her bootlaces, she heard Toby playing in his room. 'Oh shit' she thought as he turned to the window, and with a look of delight, spotted Sarah. She tiptoed back to her room, grabbed one of her stuffed animals, and gave it to him through the open window.
"Our secret?" she asked.
"Seekwet." Toby replied in his cute baby talk. Sarah went over to the edge of the roof, dropped down the rope ladder that her and Lauren had made when they used to spy on her parents in the living room, and climbed down it.
When she was on the ground, she took out the long stick that she hid behind the bushes, and flung the ladder back up. She went the long way around the house so she wouldn't be spotted through the living room window, and walked down the street to Lauren's house.
Sarah had been at the party for about an hour, she refrained on most of the offers for booze, but hadn't passed up any dances. Until Tj found her. She growled in her frustration and turned her back, hoping he wouldn't recognize her, and she could get lost in the crowd. No such luck.
"Hey Sarah. Wanna dance."
"Not particularly."
"Why"
"Because"
"Because why"
"Because"
"Because why"
"Shut up TJ. You sound like Toby." Sarah tried to walk away, but TJ grabbed her arm and stopped her.
"Come on. Please? Just one dance?"
"No." Sarah looked up and saw a couple come out of a bedroom. Brushing past TJ, she ran upstairs to try and catch it before someone else did. She ran into the room, locked the door, and sat down on the very edge of the bed. Sarah took a deep breath, and then heard a door open in the room. She spun around, and backed up when she saw TJ standing by what she thought was the closet.
" What are you doing in here?" panicked, Sarah looked around. " I locked the god damn door." TJ pointed to the door behind him.
"Bathroom connects to the hallway." TJ said, and then got a malicious grin on his face. " You know, the setting's nice. Locked doors, both this time, you and me, both a bit tipsy, and loud music so nobody can hear you scream."
Sarah's eyes went wide with fear. She backed up and hit the wall, and then looked around to find another door, a window, anything. There was a window on the wall by the bed. She only had to dash for it, then hoped it opened. Stupid idea. She would go for it slowly instead. She began to inch along the wall, talking to TJ, hoping to keep him distracted from the fact that she was moving.
"What are you talking about TJ? Do you mean to tell me that you think I would have sex with you under any circumstances? You underestimate me TJ."
" I don't think." He said quietly and icily, slowly walking towards her. "I know. Under one circumstance at least. And by the way, that window doesn't open." With that said, he lunged toward her, and grabbed a fistful of her hair, dragging her back towards him.
"TJ! What are you doing? You're drunk! Or Crazy! Or both! Get the hell off me!" Sarah cried frantically, trying to get away. She kicked at him, and tried to wiggle free of his grasp, but he was too strong. He played football, lifted weights, and wrestled. She didn't stand a chance.
"This can be a lot better for us both if you just stop fighting Sarah." He whispered in her ear. She shivered in disgust, his breath like booze scented spider webs. He lowered his head to nibble on her earlobe, but she twisted around to face him and tried to throw a punch right in his face. He saw it coming, and still had her hair in his grasp, so he blocked it and used her hair to pull her over to the bed.
"I've asked you nicely Sarah." He said with a maniacal look in his eyes.
" Do it again and I'll have to use force. I don't want to spoil your pretty face." Sarah didn't register anything he said; she only wanted to get free.
"Let me go!" she Began to scream, but he clamped a hand over her mouth. He swung her around and pushed her up against the wall with his body. She slapped him in the face, and he grabbed both of her hands and pinned them up to the wall. With his other hand, he began to roam her body. He covered her screams with his mouth, forcing his tongue in, and making Sarah want to gag. She could feel how excited he was over her, and it disgusted her to know that he was enjoying this. He pulled his mouth back, and went to bite Sarah's neck when she began to shake and cry.
"Don't do that Sarah." He said, heat, booze and madness in his voice.
"Get the fuck off me you disgusting bastard." She spat at him.
"Now Sarah. I'm afraid I can't tolerate that type of language." He growled before pulling back his fist and punching her in the face. His voice took on the tone that people use when the talk to young misbehaving children.
"Now we can do this nicely, or I'll have to do that again." Sarah went limp, shocked, and her eyes smarted. She could still feel pressure where he had hit her. He waited a moment, as if to hear her answer before he began to drag her back to the bed.
"Good girl." He said when she followed him numbly. Sarah opened her mouth to scream again, and when he brought his hand up to cover her mouth, she sank her teeth into it.
"You Bitch!" TJ yelled as he let go of her and held onto his hand with the other. When Sarah tried to run for the door, her grabbed her arm and swung her back around.
"Thought you could get away? Think again you fuckin whore!" He growled before swinging his fist into her temple. Sarah's vision whirled, and before she blacked out, one word came off her lips.
"Jareth!"
The Goblin King sat in his throne room, Fuming. He refused to let himself check on Sarah. He had been weak and stupid to expose himself to her like that, and she had rejected him again. Stupid stupid stupid. Jareth Glared into the crystal that held an image of a black glass sky, moonless, and very little stars.
He watched as the sky transformed into a lake, with untold treasured beneath the surface. Then the water changed to a forest, full of life, and then it burned, killing it all, then the image panned up, back to the sky again. Over and over, hypnotizing, and yet irritating.
Jareth threw the crystal against the wall and watched it shatter, when he heard a deafening, terrifying scream. One word, and yet the voice and the desperation chilled him to the bone.
"Jareth!"
"What are you doing here?" she hissed, still conscious of her sleeping brother in the other room. Jareth looked her up and down with a lazy, amused look on his face, and spoke quietly.
"I decided to drop by. Catch up." At Sarah's shocked face, he laughed.
"You think I would just forget about you? The only mortal to have ever beaten my labyrinth? You underestimate me dear Sarah." With that said, he stood up with feline grace, and offered her a seat on her own bed. Sarah began to gripe about the fact that this was her house, but caught herself. She didn't want to get off on a bad.restart.
"In that case. are you ok? I heard you were sick, or hurt, or.." Sarah trailed off when she saw a brief look of anger in his eyes, and then it passed to a cold mask of indifference.
"And where might you have picked up this information dear Sarah?"
"Ummm.. I don't suppose through the grapevine is good enough for you is it?"
"No." he said sharply. "You tell me now or whoever it was will be punished even worse than originally planned." Sarah sighed and debated whether to lie, and have him know, and have to needle the truth out, or to just tell him, and keep the punishment down to the low level.
"It was Hoggle. But he didn't know. Honestly, he wouldn't tell me any more after I asked."
"Very well then." Jareth replied after a minute. " I know how important to you your little friends are, so I will keep it down to a reprimand." When Jareth saw the look of happiness and appreciation on Sarah's face, he almost lost his mask and smiled.
"So." Sarah said quietly. "How are things in the underground?"
".Out of order since you left." Jareth said, with a hint of something more underneath.
"I see." Sarah said wistfully. Jareth took a deep, quiet breath, and managed to calmly ask Sarah what they had both been thinking for quite some time now.
"I want you to come back with me Sarah. Only for a little while. You don't have to stay if you don't want to. You can visit your friends, Stay in the castle. as a guest of course." Jareth looked at Sarah with a silent plea. Last time he had exposed himself to her, she had broken him, like a meaningless childhood toy. He couldn't let it happen again.
"I can't. I'm sorry." Sarah whispered, eyes tearing. The words hit Jareth like a punch in the face. Though he was ready for them, he couldn't make himself numb to the power of her rejection. He had placed his heart in her hand, and she had crushed it once again.
"Very well then." He said shortly, and turned to leave.
"Jareth, wait." It was a quiet sound. To be heard by only those who wanted to hear it. "I'm sorry I can't go with you. Not yet. It's just, I have school, and people would notice I've vanished off the face of the earth. I want to go Jareth. I truly do."
"I'll be waiting Sarah. Should you need me, just call my name." The moment the words were out of Jareth's mouth, Sarah's parents pulled into the driveway.
"That's my parents." She said. "You'd better go poof. or. whatever you do." Sarah watched as Jareth transformed into an owl, then, as he perched on the windowsill, getting ready to fly away, she whispered one last word after him.
"Thanks."
"Your welcome Sarah" she heard the words echo in her head as the majestic owl took off in a flurry of wings against the black night sky.
Sarah wandered the halls at lunch, wanting to be alone, but not finding anywhere for solitude. She finally wandered over behind the bathrooms, hoping to find the place empty of the smokers and the whores. It wasn't. Sighing, Sarah turned down the offer for a cigarette, and walked away.
She eventually sat down on an empty bench by one of the classrooms. She thought about Jareth's offer last night. She wished she could go so badly, but it just wasn't possible.
Possible, but not probable, she corrected herself as TJ spotted her and made a beeline for her. Sarah growled in frustration, but stayed put. It just wasn't fair. TJ has asked her out many times before, and he just never got the hint that she wasn't interested.
"Hey Sarah." TJ said happily.
"Get lost TJ."
"Why?"
"Because I said so, and because I'm not interested, and because you cant seem to get that through your thick skull."
"Gee Sarah. Maybe you should try telling my other head. It might listen to you better."
"Shut the hell up and go away."
"See you tonight." Sarah simmered as he walked away. He always had a knack for pissing her off. She got up and headed to class as the lunch bell rang.
Sarah looked at the clock, and put away her homework. She quietly got up and grabbed her clothes and boots, went into the bathroom and changed. She ran upstairs, into her bedroom and waited a few moments before yelling downstairs.
"Dad, Karen, I'll be doing homework, please don't bother me, I have a test to study."
"Sure honey." She heard before she closed the door. She went over to the window, and opened it quietly. She climbed out and tiptoed across the roof so as not to be heard. When she stopped a moment to retie one of her bootlaces, she heard Toby playing in his room. 'Oh shit' she thought as he turned to the window, and with a look of delight, spotted Sarah. She tiptoed back to her room, grabbed one of her stuffed animals, and gave it to him through the open window.
"Our secret?" she asked.
"Seekwet." Toby replied in his cute baby talk. Sarah went over to the edge of the roof, dropped down the rope ladder that her and Lauren had made when they used to spy on her parents in the living room, and climbed down it.
When she was on the ground, she took out the long stick that she hid behind the bushes, and flung the ladder back up. She went the long way around the house so she wouldn't be spotted through the living room window, and walked down the street to Lauren's house.
Sarah had been at the party for about an hour, she refrained on most of the offers for booze, but hadn't passed up any dances. Until Tj found her. She growled in her frustration and turned her back, hoping he wouldn't recognize her, and she could get lost in the crowd. No such luck.
"Hey Sarah. Wanna dance."
"Not particularly."
"Why"
"Because"
"Because why"
"Because"
"Because why"
"Shut up TJ. You sound like Toby." Sarah tried to walk away, but TJ grabbed her arm and stopped her.
"Come on. Please? Just one dance?"
"No." Sarah looked up and saw a couple come out of a bedroom. Brushing past TJ, she ran upstairs to try and catch it before someone else did. She ran into the room, locked the door, and sat down on the very edge of the bed. Sarah took a deep breath, and then heard a door open in the room. She spun around, and backed up when she saw TJ standing by what she thought was the closet.
" What are you doing in here?" panicked, Sarah looked around. " I locked the god damn door." TJ pointed to the door behind him.
"Bathroom connects to the hallway." TJ said, and then got a malicious grin on his face. " You know, the setting's nice. Locked doors, both this time, you and me, both a bit tipsy, and loud music so nobody can hear you scream."
Sarah's eyes went wide with fear. She backed up and hit the wall, and then looked around to find another door, a window, anything. There was a window on the wall by the bed. She only had to dash for it, then hoped it opened. Stupid idea. She would go for it slowly instead. She began to inch along the wall, talking to TJ, hoping to keep him distracted from the fact that she was moving.
"What are you talking about TJ? Do you mean to tell me that you think I would have sex with you under any circumstances? You underestimate me TJ."
" I don't think." He said quietly and icily, slowly walking towards her. "I know. Under one circumstance at least. And by the way, that window doesn't open." With that said, he lunged toward her, and grabbed a fistful of her hair, dragging her back towards him.
"TJ! What are you doing? You're drunk! Or Crazy! Or both! Get the hell off me!" Sarah cried frantically, trying to get away. She kicked at him, and tried to wiggle free of his grasp, but he was too strong. He played football, lifted weights, and wrestled. She didn't stand a chance.
"This can be a lot better for us both if you just stop fighting Sarah." He whispered in her ear. She shivered in disgust, his breath like booze scented spider webs. He lowered his head to nibble on her earlobe, but she twisted around to face him and tried to throw a punch right in his face. He saw it coming, and still had her hair in his grasp, so he blocked it and used her hair to pull her over to the bed.
"I've asked you nicely Sarah." He said with a maniacal look in his eyes.
" Do it again and I'll have to use force. I don't want to spoil your pretty face." Sarah didn't register anything he said; she only wanted to get free.
"Let me go!" she Began to scream, but he clamped a hand over her mouth. He swung her around and pushed her up against the wall with his body. She slapped him in the face, and he grabbed both of her hands and pinned them up to the wall. With his other hand, he began to roam her body. He covered her screams with his mouth, forcing his tongue in, and making Sarah want to gag. She could feel how excited he was over her, and it disgusted her to know that he was enjoying this. He pulled his mouth back, and went to bite Sarah's neck when she began to shake and cry.
"Don't do that Sarah." He said, heat, booze and madness in his voice.
"Get the fuck off me you disgusting bastard." She spat at him.
"Now Sarah. I'm afraid I can't tolerate that type of language." He growled before pulling back his fist and punching her in the face. His voice took on the tone that people use when the talk to young misbehaving children.
"Now we can do this nicely, or I'll have to do that again." Sarah went limp, shocked, and her eyes smarted. She could still feel pressure where he had hit her. He waited a moment, as if to hear her answer before he began to drag her back to the bed.
"Good girl." He said when she followed him numbly. Sarah opened her mouth to scream again, and when he brought his hand up to cover her mouth, she sank her teeth into it.
"You Bitch!" TJ yelled as he let go of her and held onto his hand with the other. When Sarah tried to run for the door, her grabbed her arm and swung her back around.
"Thought you could get away? Think again you fuckin whore!" He growled before swinging his fist into her temple. Sarah's vision whirled, and before she blacked out, one word came off her lips.
"Jareth!"
The Goblin King sat in his throne room, Fuming. He refused to let himself check on Sarah. He had been weak and stupid to expose himself to her like that, and she had rejected him again. Stupid stupid stupid. Jareth Glared into the crystal that held an image of a black glass sky, moonless, and very little stars.
He watched as the sky transformed into a lake, with untold treasured beneath the surface. Then the water changed to a forest, full of life, and then it burned, killing it all, then the image panned up, back to the sky again. Over and over, hypnotizing, and yet irritating.
Jareth threw the crystal against the wall and watched it shatter, when he heard a deafening, terrifying scream. One word, and yet the voice and the desperation chilled him to the bone.
"Jareth!"