Sarah smiled. The past month was not so much a blur but the blur of a blur. Time flies when you are having fun and Sarah was having a blast during the day time. It was the nights, however that got to her.
Sarah was staring at her civics book dreading going to sleep. "One month," she thought, "One month has gone by since Cassandra was defeated and I am still afraid of sleeping."
While in the Underground Jareth would cuddle with her so she could fall asleep. Sarah would have terrible nightmares about her not being able to control her body. She would then wake up safe in Jareth's arms. He helped her get through the night.
Her first night back in the Abovegroundshe was unable to sleep. She did her school work and kept her mind off of sleeping as much as she could. But she was so tired now. Slowly sleep was trying to catch up to her.
"Maybe I could have Merlin sleep in my bed tonight." But she knew she could never sneak Merlin upstairs with Karen home. Besides he could never comfort her like Jareth could. She felt just like a child when she thought of how a kiss always made her feel better. But really it wasn't just any kiss. It was a kiss from Jareth. The perfect kiss. The kind of kiss that puts a curl in your toes and runs a shivers down your spin. That and so much more. Every night that Sarah shared a bed with Jareth she always wanted more than just a kiss. Jareth did too, Sarah could see it in his eyes, but he never gave in.
He would tell her that he loved her and that it was not the right time for her. "You are too young," he would say.
"I'm 18. There are some girls my age with kids already."
"Things work differently down here Sarah."
"Well I'm not from here."
"You will understand later."
"But I want to understand now."
All he would say is "later" then kiss her and hold her tight.
"I don't see how IT could be THAT different there," Sarah thought, "I mean IT is a basic instinct right?"
Sarah started to doodle in her notebook. She wondered what kind of dress she was going to wear to the masquerade. Recalling the dresses she had worn for everyday purposes at the castle she knew it was going to be extravagant.
"Get your head out of the clouds!" Sarah thought as she mentally slapped herself. She finally finished her civics and got through most of her English when she realized she was too tired to continue.
Sarah brushed her teeth, changed into her pajamas, and crawled under the covers. While she was tired sleeping kept its distance. It spent the whole day catching up to her. Now it taunted her. It would stare at her from the corner but never come close enough for her to grasp. Thought she was lying still her mind was still moving. "Get a hold of yourself Sarah!" she thought, "Why are you so afraid of sleeping? Cassandra is gone. The woman who kidnapped your brother is ashes. The woman who tried to kill Jareth was defeated. The woman who tried to take over your life is…" Sarah started to cry, "is always on my mind."
Sarah tried her best not to sob but they just poured out of her. She wanted to hit something and hug it at the same time. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. She grabbed her pillow, bit down on it, and screamed as loud as she could.
A pair of strong arms then enclosed around her, and she felt a familiar kiss on her neck.
"I can't escape her even though she is DEAD." Sarah scream.
Jareth held her tighter.
"Why can't I move on? Why can't I get passed this?" she flipped over and buried her head in his chest.
Sarah really did not want an answer. Jareth knew that. He just held her as close as could. He held her until she cried herself to sleep and even then he never let go.
A/N: I have not forgotten this story. No worries! The twists and turns of the plot are safe in my mind. It is the getting them out that is the hard part. I hope you are enjoying it so far. I will trying to update again soon!