Chapter 2: Hurt

This couldn't be happening! This couldn't be happening!!

No! No! He couldn't have just …..

Sarah was trembling all over and she had stopped trying to hold back tears ages ago. She just couldn't believe it. There's no way that what had just happened actually occurred!

It just … wasn't possible! No! It wasn't possible. He was Jareth, King of the Goblins! Those kinds of things didn't happen to people like him!

Sarah held her face in her hand as she tried to catch her breath and cry at the same time.

What had happened ran through her mind, over and over, telling her that it was her fault.

Taking a deep breath, Sarah pulled open the door and nearly fainted at the sight that she saw.

There, standing right before her eyes, looking no different that five years ago, stood Jareth, the King of the Goblins.

He was obviously undercover as one who normally lives in the aboveground. He was wearing a white shirt, leather jacket, blue jeans, and boots. And, of course, his amulet. Sarah briefly wondered if he slept with that thing on. She also began to wonder if he 'entertained' women with it on. She shook her head in an effort to get rid of the image that had formed in her mind.

"Jareth!" she exclaimed. He smirked. She hoped that he couldn't read minds. "What - What are you doing here?!"

He continued to smirk and let himself in. Sarah just stood at the door staring at the place where he had been standing. Then, turning around to face him, she started, realizing that he wasn't behind her.

She shook her head muttering something about hallucinations when she entered her living room to find Jareth laying on her couch with his boots up in the air.

"My compliments on your couch, Sarah. It's exceptionally comfortable."

"Uhh … thanks." Sarah walked over to where he was carefully, trying to make it seem as though she wasn't staring at him, although even while he had his eyes shut as he lay on her couch, Jareth knew that she was staring at him.

In fact, if he hadn't shut his eyes as he lay there, he knew that he would be staring at her too.

Sarah stopped right in front of him and asked again, "What do you want, Jareth?"

Jareth waited for a moment, opened his eyes, and moved into a sitting position. He hesitated before looking up into her eyes.

She found herself being hypnotized by his eyes. Jareth was like a snake of some sort, hypnotizing his prey before attacking.

The next thing Sarah knew, she was sitting down on the couch next to Jareth, his hands holding hers. She looked into his eyes once more as he said, "I came here for your forgiveness."

Sarah couldn't believe it. "Forgiveness? For - for what?"

"For the Labyrinth. For everything. Especially for not making you realize how … " he paused and looked down. Then, looking into her eyes once more, giving her hands a little squeeze, "For not making you realize how much I truly meant everything I said during that last meeting. That last confrontation."

Sarah remembered every word he had said that night. He couldn't mean this. No! She wasn't going to fall for this! She wasn't going to let him work his magic over her.

She jerked her hands out of his and stood up. "What exactly are you saying, Jareth?"

He stood up and approached her, just as he had in her fantasy ball. "I'm trying to tell you, Sarah Williams, that I love you. I've always loved you. Since the first time I laid my eyes on you when you were fifteen years old. I want you to be mine."

She felt tears well up in her eyes and she had no idea why. She turned on her heel and stalked across the room, looking out the window at the people passing by. Any time she needed to think or relax, she looked outside and thought about all the people passing by as she watched them. Sarah had done this since she was a small child and now, she fell back on that habit now.

Jareth stood up and walked to her side, placing his hands on her shoulders. He could smell her shampoo mixed with her basic scent and he found himself wanting her even more. He wasn't lying and somehow he knew that Sarah was aware of that.

"Please, Sarah. I'm telling you the truth. I love you and I am yours, body and soul. All that is left is for you to accept."

"Accept what? Accept this lie that you're feeding me. How can I know that you're not lying?"

"You don't. You just have to trust me." She tore away from him again and walked a few feet away.

Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face

You told me how proud you were, but I walked away

If only I knew what I know today.

"No! I don't have to do anything! Especially trust you! You kidnapped my little brother! You tormented me for thirteen hours! You threw me into an oubliette and drugged me with a peach through one of my friends! You tried to get me to give up my little brother for immature fantasies! Why would I ever trust you?!"

Jareth had expected this. "Ok, first of all, you asked me to take Toby. I didn't purposely torment you and it was ten hours, not thirteen. I reduced took away three hours, remember? I didn't throw you into an oubliette, you chose down. Yes, I drugged you, but it was a pathetic, last minute attempt to make you lose the game. I tried to make you see that I had … have … feelings for you. Can't you see Sarah? All I want is to be with you. It's all I've wanted for five years."

I would hold you in my arms, I would take the pain away

Thank you for all you've done, forgive all your mistakes

He approached her again and held her hands in his again. Looking into her eyes he whispered, "I want you to marry me." Sarah's eyes grew wide as she stammered, "Wh-what?!"

Getting down to one knee, he responded, "I'm asking you, Sarah Williams, to marry me. To be my wife. To return with me to the Underground … to the castle beyond the Goblin City and become its queen. Queen Sarah … doesn't that have a nice ring to it? And" he looked down and took a breath, "and if it doesn't … if you'd rather be normal, live here … I'd do that. Anything you want."

There's nothing I wouldn't do to hear your voice again

Sometimes I wanna call you but I know you won't be there

Sarah didn't know if she wanted this. She did five years ago but that was only a juvenile fantasy. Did she want this?

She wanted to ask for time. She wanted to ask him to wait a few years. She wanted to say so many things, but what came out was completely different. She shoved him away from her as she stormed to the door and shouted, "No!!! Get out Jareth! I don't want you! I never have! I hate you!"

He followed her. "Sarah - " He stopped as she got into his face and said in a deadly whisper,

"Didn't you hear me? … " she looked disdainfully at him and sneered as she added on, "… Goblin King. I-hate-you! The very thought of being with you, makes me sick."

Oh, I'm sorry for blaming you

For everything I just couldn't do

And I've hurt myself by hurting you

He could almost feel his heart being ripped in two. The pain was unbearable.

"S-sarah, I …"

Sarah threw open the door and said, "Get out Jareth. I never want to see you again."

"Sarah please." He started, "Just give us a chance. Give me a chance."

"I don't have to give you anything. Now get out of my apartment and my life."

Jareth blinked back tears. Kings didn't cry. Maybe they did in front of the ones they love, but they especially didn't when they were dumped before a relationship could even begin.

He swallowed the tears back and walked out the open door.

Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit it

Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss

And it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this

Sarah slammed the door behind him as soon as he took the final step out of her home and out of her life … more so than either of them could have ever imagined.

Jareth shoved his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket and walked on, with his head down. He continued to blink back tears and paid absolutely no attention to where he was going. All he knew was that he couldn't return to the Underground now, knowing that he'd be alone for the rest of his life.

He never saw it coming.

Would you tell me I was wrong?

Would you help me understand?

Are you looking down upon me?

Are you proud of who I am?

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Once again, Sarah fell back on her childhood habit and looked out the window.

She saw Jareth as he left her apartment and left, with his head down. He didn't look as a king of any sort should.

'Good' a part of her thought, 'It's about time that he was put into his proper place.'

That's when Sarah saw it. There was no way it could have stopped in time.

A city bus was barreling down the city street and Jareth wasn't paying enough attention to what was going on around him to hear the bus driver blowing the horn at him.

It all happened in slow motion for Sarah.

The tires squealing as the bus tried to stop in time.

The sound of a bus hitting a human body.

The sounds of the crowd as they all realized what had just happened.

There's nothing I wouldn't do to have just one more chance

To look into your eyes and see you looking back

Sarah felt her heart stop.

Then, as it started back up, the world began to move at its normal pace again and before she knew it, she was running outside and kneeling beside the once mighty Goblin King.

The eyes that she used to love with a passion were now staring up at her blankly. There was blood coming from his head where it had cracked against the cement. Even now, he was strangely beautiful.

Oh, I'm sorry for blaming you

For everything I just couldn't do

And I've hurt myself

She caressed his face and as she did so, his body disappeared.

By this time, all the bystanders, the bus driver, and the passengers had made their way to where the body had been.

The driver looked like he was barely older than Sarah herself and he looked confused, as did every one else around him.

"Wait," he choked out, "I - I coulda sworn I hit something' or somebody!" Everyone else agreed and looked just as confused as the bus driver did.

Sarah felt her entire body trembling as she somehow got up and ran back into her apartment.

If I had just one more day

I would tell you how much that I've missed you

Since you've been away

Oh, it's dangerous

It's so out of line

To try and turn back time

Sarah threw herself against the floor and cried.

She cried for at least two hours straight before she could even think about calming down.

He was gone.

He was really gone.

And she had said all those hurtful things to him before he left.

This was her fault.

If she hadn't refused, if she hadn't hurt him the way she did, if she had let him stay just a few moments longer … then maybe, just maybe … he'd still be alive right now.

I'm sorry for blaming you

For everything I just couldn't do

And I've hurt myself

By hurting you.

Jareth was dead and it was her fault.

How does someone deal with something like that?

A/N: Okay I'm not entirely sure what Jareth would have looked like after the accident or the extent of his injuries, but I'm too tired to care right now.

So, I know it's depressing. I just randomly got this idea as I was watching this video on Youtube called "Labyrinth- Jareth/Sarah: Hurt" by brandiwilliamson666. It's a totally amazing video and it was the inspiration for this fic. I really reccommend watching it after reading this. The song I used is "Hurt" by Christina Aguilera.

So, let me know what you think. I think there's one more chapter after this.

lol I made myself cry. So, yeah. Just let me know what you thought.