Chapter 19

The days passed in the same way that the first day passed. I woke up, fought Jareth over clothing (I always ended up in my underwear), ate breakfast with all the siblings, changed into a set of Karigan's clothes, spent the day in the training room with her, ran to get out of her clothes and to the library when Jareth got home, and spent most of the evening together. However, when I was not with Karigan, I was with Jareth. And that sucked.

I loved being with Karigan, and I was growing to love her in a sisterly way, and I could tell she felt the same way about me. But my love for Karigan was weaker than my hatred for Jareth. I wanted so badly to escape from him, and if that meant leaving Karigan, then so be it.

We were in the training room when I decided I needed her help to escape. I trusted her enough to help me without giving me away to Jareth.

"Karigan, I need your help," I said after while, holding a throwing knife.

"On what?" she asked.

"Escaping," I replied.

"Escaping? Misery, do you know how much trouble you'll be in if Jareth catches you again? You'll be screwed," she said with a shocked look on her face.

"I know it's risky. But I want to get away from him so badly. Please, help me," I begged.

"I thought we were having a great time together. Why would you want to leave that?" Karigan asked, slightly hurt.

"We are having a great time, and I don't want to leave that. I want to leave Jareth. And if I succeed in escaping, Jareth will just get a new pet," I reasoned.

"No, he won't. I know my brother like no one else, and he will not get a new pet to replace you. I see it in his eyes. He's infatuated with you. If you escape, he will never give up trying to find you," she said ominously.

This was not a very comforting thought, but I proceeded to beg Karigan for her help anyway. "That's why I want to get away so badly. And I won't be able to do it without your help. Please, Karigan," I begged again.

She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. After a long pause, she finally spoke. "Alright, I'll help you."

I squealed in delight. "Oh, thank you so, so, so, much!" I hugged Karigan with all my might.

I could tell she was unhappy, but she hugged me back. After a minute, I let go. "Okay, what's the plan?"

"I say that we do it tomorrow morning, after Jareth's left for work, so we get the greatest possible distance between you two. I'll buy you a plane ticket to Virginia tonight, so you can get on the plane tomorrow morning," she said.

"Wait, why Virginia?" I asked, confused.

"Because Blake lives in Virginia. You didn't know that?" she asked with an incredulous look on her face.

I shook my head. "No, I was knocked out and brought to wherever."

"Oh, yeah. Anyways, after you get off the plane, call Blake and tell him you're at the airport. I'll give you his number, along with some money."

"Wait, if you know his number, then why don't we call him right now?!" I exclaimed, slightly angry that I could have contacted Blake all this time.

"I know his number. I never said we had a telephone. Jareth won't allow one, for reasons exactly like this. I obviously would have called Blake for you earlier," she explained.

My anger quickly diminished. "Really? He's such an asshole. So~" I was interrupted by the training room door slamming against the doorstop from being opened so forcefully. Jareth stood in the doorway.

"Why the hell are you talking about escaping, Misery!?" he yelled.

Both mine and Karigan's mouth fell open with surprise. I looked at the throwing knife in my hand, and went on a whim. I threw the knife, and it stuck right in Jareth's neck. Blood splattered everywhere, and a gurgling sound came out of his lips. He crashed to the ground.

"Oh my god! I actually hit him!" I cried in surprise. I was not expecting that.

"Come on, that won't keep him down for very long. We have to get you out of here!" Karigan yelled, and dragged me past Jareth's body.

"Wait, he's not dead?!" I shouted as we ran to who-knows-where.

"Of course he's not dead! He's merely unconscious! The only way to kill a vampire is to drive a wooden stake through the heart!" Karigan shouted behind her.

I didn't say anything, for a wave of fear flowed through me. Jareth was going to be pissed when he woke up, and I needed to be as far away from him as possible when he does.

Karigan led me to a door at the back of the house. She threw it open, and my eyes landed on several different types of cars, including the white Porsche I saw Jareth in the first time I tried to escape.

"Come on! In the Porsche!" Karigan commanded. She got in the drivers' side, and I got in the passengers side, and as soon as I shut the door Karigan drove out of the garage (she opened the garage door when we entered the garage).

We were driving through a curvy forest road when I realized we were in the sun and Karigan wasn't on fire. "Karigan, why aren't you on fire?"

She let out a shaky laugh. "The windows are tinted."

I laughed (a little shakily as well) and said, "Thanks. I really appreciate it."

She looked over at me and smiled. "Don't thank me yet. I haven't gotten you far enough away from him."

I smiled in response. We were still in the forest, but the road wasn't so curvy. We sat in silence for a while until I spoke up. "So what are you going to do about Jareth when you have to return?"

"I'm not going to return," she said simply.

"I thought your parents said you all have to live together, and you have to listen to your parents," I pointed out.

"My parents are dead, and when the person who changed you is dead, you don't have to listen to their previous commands," she explained.

"Then why didn't you move out earlier?" I questioned, confused.

"None of us had the balls to leave Jareth. He's afraid of everyone leaving him, and when he's afraid, he's scary. If we left, he would have come after us."

"He is one sick fuck," I murmured.

"Damn right," she agreed.

"Where do we go now?" I asked.

"Honestly, anywhere but Blake's, now that I think about it. That's the first place Jareth will look for us. And I'll call Marcelle when we figure out where to go," Karigan answered.

"So do you have any idea?"

"I was thinking about going to~" Karigan stopped talking to swerve away from a car that suddenly appeared directly in front of us, blocking our path.

"Holy shit!" I shouted.

"We have to get out of the car! I think that's Jareth!" Karigan yelled.

I undid my seatbelt and scrambled out of the car to collide into an angry looking Jareth.

A/N: It's not that I'm not sorry for leaving you hanging, but I'm not. ( you get my Thor 2 reference?)