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Chapter 11

Jareth

Jareth lay on his window bed after dinner wondering how well there little plan was going to work out. His muscles ached with physical fatigue from roaming the labyrinth all day, and his head ached from emotional strain. He looked out over the labyrinth in silence, drinking in the sight of the flowers, bushes and trees in bloom, but this didn't lift his mood. It felt like he had a 1 ton peice of concrete sunk in his stomache. Most of the goblins came back the next day, they apologized, and grieved at his feet, but they didn't need too, Jareth was way to exhausted to be mad at them.

Jareth had sent Rudsuck and Dumraga to fetch him some medicine at the apothecary's.

Jareth was so tired he could fall over, but he didn't get a wink of sleep, he was to busy cooking up scenerios in his head that were going on with Andy and Timble, most of them bad in different ways. He thought long and hard about him and her. And now that he was away from her intoxicating personality he started thinking clearly.

They couldn't be together.

He didn't deserve her. He was an evil man, a betrayer, he was... a murderer.

Five minutes later Dumraga brought in the medicine in tea, with Riptaught trailing behind.

Jareth drained it with a greedy quickness. Not ten minutes later he was fast asleep.

Andy

The next day Andy awoke from a light sleep, that only lasted maybe 3 hours, she was busy all night drawing and writing and nursing her 4 new burns.

Dinner did not go well. Andy tried to be polite. She tried to grin and bear it but it wouldn't work. Every little thing Timble did pissed Andy off. And she couldn't help but let her sarcastic side get the better of her, so it resulted at slight touches here and there. Timble didn't really grab her or anything because he knew that touching her was enough. This made her think how did he expect to hold her, kiss her, have sex with her or even love her if they would never be able to touch. She also thought that for someone who wanted to get married he sure had a crappy way of showing his affection. Every ten minutes he would give her a back handed compliment.

She didn't give a shit if he lost his one love and turned bitter, his attitude and cruelness gave her no choice she couldn't live for another hour with a jerk like that.

So once she woke up she got ready for the day and tried to find Tumble. It definitly wasn't easy. It took her an hour to find him. The mansion was only half the siz of Jareth's castle but it had about a million and three different rooms, and a thousand hallways.

She found him in a small library.

"Tumble." He looked up from a book he was reading with grin on his face.

"Yes?"

She made sure there was no one around. "I need to get out of here." She said in a low husky voice.

Tumble stared at her for a minute, then his smile drooped. He sighed heavily, took off his reading glasses and closed his book. He stood from the arm chair he was sitting in and walked up to her so he was a few inches away.

"We have a plan, Andromeda." He said very seriously.

"Ugh, forget the damned plan! I can't take another hour with that lunatic-" Andy froze, she looked up at Tumble was fear and shock on her face. She backed away from him as quickly as possible.

"You called me Andromeda."

"Yes, So?"

"Only one person in Underground doesn't call me Andy-"

He moved to fast for her to see. Before she knew it he had both hands grasped around her upperarms. The heat transfer from his palms and fingers to her skin was unbearable. She screamed.

"So you and my idiot cousin have been working together haven't you?"

Andy didn't know wether that question was retorrical or not, but either way she was to overcome by pain to care. She didn't answer.

He growled in anger and let go of her. He stalked out of the room.

"Timble, where are you going?" Andy ran after him, fearing he was going to do something horrible to Tumble. She caught up to him.

"Timble, Timble stop, stop walking away from me." She said frantically. She grabbed his clothed arm. He reacted fast and ripped his arm away from her grasp.

"Get away from me." He growled and began walking away again.

"I know about what happened between you and your brother." She whispered silently.

Timble stopped dead in his tracks.

"What the hell do you know about that?"

"I know that you and your older brother Terrence fought over Justine, Jareth's sister, the Queen of the Elfen realm, I know that Terrence, killed her-"

"Don't talk about things you know nothing about, you little brat." He snarled rounding on her.

"- on accident, I know you hate him for that, that because of him your so bitter and mean-"

"Shut up!" He advanced on her.

But she just kept her ground. Her wide green eyes stayed locked with his narrowed mean red ones.

"- I know your hurting, and you wish it never happened. I know that you regret so many things, I know you wish that you could have hurt your brother the way he hurt you-"

"I said SHUT UP!"

"-That you wish you could end all the pain, that sometimes you could just end your life and get it over with-"

"How the hell do you know how I feel?"

Andy's eyes suddenly narrowed and became mean.

"Because, you idiot! You and I are one in the same!"

The anger in Timble's eyes grew.

"HOW? YOU HAVE YOUR LOVER! HE'S NOT DEAD! YOU HAVEN'T EXPERIENCED PAIN!"

There was silence.

Andy could not believe the words she just heard.

Slowly, like a pot of boiling water, Andy's pure rage, and sadness started to bubble, she had never felt so mad in her entire life. It was like a disease was taking over her, she curled her fists, digging her black painted nails into the tender skin of her palms, until she felt blood. There was a part of her that tried to keep her anger in check, but her rage whispered to her that it wouldn't work, this time.

Then she snapped.

"FUCK YOU! You say I haven't experienced pain? You asshole! I DON'T HAVE A LOVER! YOU TOOK ME AWAY FROM HIM! That's just as good as him being dead! You say I don't know how you feel? HA! My parents are DEAD! DAY IN AND DAY OUT I THINK ABOUT HOW I COULD HAVE STOPPED THEM FROM DYING! Sometimes I think about going back to slitting my wrists. AND MY GRANDMOTHER IS DYING! One of the ONLY people in this shit infested world that understood me! THAT'S THE ONLY FUCKING REASON I'M EVEN HERE! The one person that understands me fully, is in a insane asylum! He's not coming out anytime soon! The only person I had left, that made me happy anymore was Jareth, the one thing that kept me going, the only thing I had left! NOW BECAUSE OF YOU I HAVE NOTHING LEFT!"

Andy gasped for breath, and waited for him to retort, with that stupid smirk. But to her surprise, he stood there shocked out of his wits.

Andy's blood began to cool and she uncurled her fists, she didn't notice the blood from her abused palms falling on the red carpet. Her eyes unnarrowed and the thing that replaced her rage was, sadness, pure sadness. Tears began to push at her bottom eyelids, but she wouldn't let them free. She never would. Crying shows a sign of weakness. Her father taught her that. She quickly wiped them away before they could spill over.

"You know your problem, Timble? You need to forgive and forget, and get on with your life."

Then something hit her like a ton of bricks. Timble knew they were planning to break her out, he knew. He was never going to let her go.

She was never going to get out of there, she would never see Jareth again, she would never get to see Sandra's funeral, she would NEVER see the Upperworld again. She would never see her Great Uncle Tobias. She would never visit her parent's grave, never put flowers by there headstone. She would never become an artist, she would never eat popcorn, slushies, pizza or marshmellows again. She would never watch reruns of StarTrek, or go bungee jumping, swim dolphins, she would never see her old room again, her stuffed animals, her yearbooks. She'd never sing the national anthem at a baseball game, never play soccer, or tennis, she'd never be happy again.

All of a sudden a deep frown sat itself on her face, her eyes clouded over and she went numb.

She silently walked out of the library, and disappeared down the hall toward her room.

Jareth

Jareth was counting down the days till the winter ball held at Timble's mansion. That's when there plan would come into effect. He had a plan when he saved her, that would be it he would save her and tell his father to take her in. He would not let himself be infatuated with her any more then he already was. He was not good for her. His normal self would just leave her there, but he couldn't bring himself to be so cruel, and leave her with that monster, he wouldn't do that to her.

It was exactly three days away from the night of all nights.

He lay on his window bed, looking out acrossed the Labyrinth and up at the stars, he remembered that night, that they had admitted there liking for eachother. How happy he felt. Then he saddened knowing he would never feel that way again with her. But then he thought of that old saying. Better to have loved and lost, then to not have loved at all. At least he had his memorys to get him through, something he never had with Sarah.

He rolled over away from the stars and look at his once again black hole room.

Tumble

Tumble sat in the small cramped dungeon cell in greif. He sighed heavily, He was never going to get his revenge. The worst part about Timble's betrayal to Tumble's sister was that he didn't even love her, he did care a rat's ass about her life. He gave her the kiss just to claim a queen, the worst of all is that it only lasted a few months.

Tumble felt horrible for Andy, he had heard her entire brust of rage, half way acrossed the mansion.

Tumble missed Amelia horribly, his wife. He hadn't come home the night before and he knew she was worried about him. He could feel it. That's something else about the Kiss of Fire, you can feel the other's emotions apart from your own. He felt sorrow, she felt worry. There was a magic link between the too like telepathy almost.

Tumble sat on the tiny twinsized bed that Timble provided him with.

He remembered Timble's exact words as he threw him in the dungeon cell.

"How could you betray me like this? You were like a brother to me." Timble said in a hurt voice.

"That's the problem Timble." Tumble responded gently.

Tumble sighed again and tried to think of another plan.

Andy

The next three days went by in a blur. Andy barely ate, didn't sleep at all, and just sat in her room, on her bed drawing, just drawing. She didn't speak to anyone, she completely blocked her self off from the rest of the world. She had locked her door and wouldn't open it for anyone except the occasional servant.

The second day, she accidently opened the door for Timble. He stood there in the middle of the room and screamed his lungs out at her, she stood there and took it all, his insults. She just sat there drawing in her notebook.

"What the hell do you keep drawing anyways?" She didn't answer didn't even look at him.

Until she felt a large hand wrap tightly around her frail neck. She looked up at him with depressed eyes. There green lost there bright happy color and were almost a cloudy green mist.

She knew the flesh of her neck was burning severly, but the pain of her heart, outweighed the pain of her skin.

"I've heard it said, that people come into our lives for a reason, each bringing a lesson we must learn, each one helps us to grow." She whispered. "I don't know what you have taught me yet, maybe anger, but I thank you for that."

Timble let go of her and left, the power of those words scared him.

When it came to the third day, the day of the ball. Timble asked if she would get ready and join the ball down stairs.

"It would be fun, I guess." He sighed, he was to tired to yell or scream at her.

She didn't seem to be listening and he didn't really care. Once he closed the door, she put down her notebook. She sighed and looked toward her closet. She stood and searched past all the pink.

In the back she found a beautiful dark blue strapless ball gown with white lace at the bodice, and a matching blue saphire necklace in the jewelry box.

She took a shower and curled her hair, she put on the dress and necklace and swapped her converse for a pair of black flats.

She looked at her self in the mirror. She looked beautiful except for the burn around her neck, up her arms, and up her collarbones.

She picked up her notebook and her pencil and started heading to the sound of ballroom music.

When she found the ballroom she opened one of the huge doors, There was a band in the corner playing soft music. She saw hundreds of people of all different speeches, goblins, Faes, Fire Sprites, Water Sprites, Earthlen Fairys, Mermaids, very important Queens and Kings, Dukes, Duchesses, she even saw a tree, none of this interested her one bit.

She strolled over to a table plopped down in a plush chair, brought her knees up to her chin resting her notebook in her lap, and opened it up.

She continued to draw.

She listened to the music, she thought she recognized it but couldn't place it in her head. Her pencil ran smoothly acrossed the paper, this was the 6th one she wore down to the eraser.

"What are you just sitting there like a bump on a log for, silly girl, why don't you dance?"

Andy's eyes widened. She dropped her pencil into her lap.

"Grandma?"

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