"I didn't do ANYTHING! I've been here sleeping! What are you doing Jareth?'' I cried.
"Violet Fiery! Tell me the truth Or there will be consequences.'' He said.
"I don't know what you are talking about!'' I shrieked.
"Then stay here, I will be back. He flung me on the bed and left the room, locking the door. My hair fell in knots all around my face and there was a small bruise on my neck. Why did he keep on hurting me? I realized that I needed to stop being so nice about it. The next time he hurt me I was going to strike back. I needed to be stronger. Growing up I had never been hit or abused. Now I needed to fight back. I needed to be less sweet and more like Jareth was. I needed to be a man.
Fireballs appeared on each of my hands and I burnt the door down. Running over to a staircase I found Jareth going down it. Flinging myself at him I landed on his back and we both flew down the stairs. He took most of the hits, when we landed I was thrown to the far wall and hit my back, Jareth hit the floor, standing up he had more bruises on his face and his hair was even messier than usual.
"Violet-'' He started before I got up. Lunging at him I threw multiple punches at him. Each one hitting some part of his face. He grabbed my hair and pulled me up off of the ground. I kicked him in the stomach. When I got no response I lashed out with my leg and hit him where the sun don't shine. He let go of me and I landed on my feet. Pushing him he flew back and hit the wall.
"You've been abusing me since the moment you forced me to be your Bride Jareth!'' I spat. "I should have the right to set fire to any room that you are in! You have treated me like dirt when you say that you love me! A good man would never harm his wife! I cannot believe that you are still doing this even AFTER last night!'' I screamed at him.
"Violet... I am sorry. This is all that I have known. You are defiant and need to be taught. You are like a child who knows nothing!'' Jareth argued. As he spoke I noticed that the wounds on him were beginning to close.
"You're immortal.'' I whispered.
"Yes Violet, I will never die. You should have learned this weeks ago my love. You need to see me as I am, I am a Goblin King, I cannot be killed, I have hurt and killed many, I have cursed those who had the nerve and will to defy me, and I love you with all of my heart. Violet you are more special to me than Sarah ever was. She was a spoiled child who cared about nothing but herself and her toys. You are clever and wise and beautiful. You are more than she ever was or could be.''
"Kissing my butt will not make me love you Jareth.'' I spat.
"Yes I know love, but if it can help you love e even more than I will take it.''
"I have a slight likeness for you. All you will ever be to me is the King. Jareth, I-''
"Violet, you have no choice, you will be my Bride tomorrow, no matter how many fires you set, how weak you are, if your emory is here or far away, if I must tie you up and gag you I will have you for mine, and mine you shall always be.'' He walked up to me and healed all of my wounds. I knew now that there was no escape. For me this was all that there was left.
"I am sorry, but I will make you happy.'' He said into my hair as he hugged me.