A/N Own Nothing, The song Jareth is listening to in the beginning is "She likes me for me". I don't own that either. I am going away for a little bit so all my loyal readers (I only know of 2) will have to live without an update for a few days. Don't cry. :)
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It was getting pretty late when I suggested that it was time to go home, but Jareth was listening to the music playing. He said that the song really made him think. I tried to listen. I had heard the song before but it was really old and I couldn't remember who sang it or what it was called. He got up and asked me to dance with him. Mark was working a double shift that day and offered to keep an eye out on Carla and Jason for a little while.
I went over to the dance floor with Jareth and just like before I felt like he was carrying me through every movement. "Are you sure you are well enough to be dancing around?"
Jareth smiled at me, a real smile. "To be near you I would risk anything."
That comment startled me and I didn't know how to respond so I just let him keep dancing with me. I was worried that I would do something wrong to destroy this wonderful time we were having. It was too early to be in the club section, so we were one of the few people there. I knew that normally I would have been embarrassed but right now I didn't notice much else except the way Jareth was looking at me.
My mind was filled with lots of thoughts going round and round all at once. He is looking at you the way he looks at Sarah. Don't think about Sarah. He really likes you. He promised you your dreams and he probably could do it too. I couldn't make the thoughts stop and I was so happy that most of them were positive.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked Jareth.
Jareth smirked at me, "I am trying to think about modern human dating rituals and deciding on what is the most appropriate next move. "
I rolled my eyes at the way he talked like he wasn't human. I leaned my head against his shoulder and was happy when he didn't flinch or tense up. I felt his hands move up to my face and he slowly kissed me. It was incredible it was so soft, so gentle that I had totally forgiven him for punching me in the face. I know it was an accident but I wanted to use it against him, but now it was all forgiven.
I looked into his eyes. It was obvious he wanted more and I was going to let him have it. He pulled me in again and kissed me harder. I don't know how long it last but soon we were out of breath.
"Jareth," I sighed as I cuddled into his chest.
Jareth stroked my hair, "Sarah."
I pulled away. That had to be the last straw. He saw the incredibly hurt look on my face and I could tell he was trying to think of what had just happened. I waited there until he got it. He looked at me, "Felicia, I…"
"I am so glad you know who I am." I walked off the dance floor and grabbed Carla and Jason and took them to my car. They started to ask questions but once they realized I was very angry they both shut up. Jareth was coming out behind us. He caught up to us as I was about to get in the car.
"Felicia, listen to me."
"Nope," I said getting into my car. I started to close the door but he stopped it.
"I didn't mean that. I am truly sorry. I know what's said is said, but would you give me another chance?" Jareth really did look upset. I have never heard him apologize to anyone before.
"I don't know Jareth. I don't know if I can. I just, I have to go." I couldn't believe that one word could hurt me so deeply. I didn't know it I was being overly emotional about it. Maybe it wasn't a big deal, but I needed time to figure it out.
I took the kids home and got them blankets and chairs to make a fort for them to sleep in. About 15 minutes after we got home the doorbell rang. I went downstairs to the main door even though I knew who it was. Jareth was standing on the stairs to my building in the rain.
"Felicia, will you talk to me?"
"No, I need time." I didn't even open the door. I turned around and went back upstairs to my apartment. He rang the bell a few more times during the night. If he woke up either Carla or Jason I was going to kill him myself.
I woke up around 3:00 in the morning. It was still pouring outside. I hadn't heard the doorbell ring since midnight. I don't know why I went to check if he was still out there. I tried to tell myself I didn't care, but I went anyway. I opened the main door and saw Jareth sitting on one of the steps, in the rain.
"Jareth, have you been sitting in the rain for the past five hours?"
He didn't even turn to look at me. He just sat there and nodded.
"Well that's not very kingly of you. It is also really stupid of you too. You are still sick, you dumbass. Get your ass in here."
I grabbed Jareth by the jacket and pulled him up the stairs. It didn't matter to me right then how badly he hurt me. I cared for him. I didn't want anything bad to happen to him. I could feel him shivering as we walked up the steps. It was a cold night for May and he was the only idiot to be spending it in the rain.
I was almost disgusted by him. He was coughing and sneezing the whole way. Before we opened my door I couldn't help but quietly yell at him to get it under control until we were through the living room. I didn't want him waking the little ones. I heard him hold his breath as we tip toed through and into my bathroom.
I wasn't gentle with him either. I pulled his clothes off of him and pushed him into the shower. I started hanging his clothes when I heard him speak, "Does this mean you forgive me?" It was a slightly sarcastic question. He knew the answer and yet he was trying to be flirty.
"You know, trying to make yourself sicker just to get me to nurse you back to health isn't the smartest way to get my affections."
"It is worth it if it gets me another night in your lap." He tried so hard to sound charming but a fit of sneezes totally destroyed the whole thing.
"Aww isn't that sweet," I said as sarcastically as possible. "Sorry you are not spending tonight on my lap." Then I got serious, "I was really hurt tonight and I don't know when I'll get over that. I don't know if you really did anything wrong, but I don't forgive you yet."
Jareth didn't respond. I gave him a towel and put him in my bed.
"How do you sleep in such a tiny bed?"
I threw a box of tissues at his face trying to hide the tiny smile that the remark brought. I started to leave the room to make myself a bed in the living room when he spoke again, "You aren't going to stay with me?" It was the same sad voice I had heard the night before.
"No." I shut the bedroom door and fell asleep next to Carla.