Once upon a cursed king

Chapter 5: Storybrooke

Just to note that in Storybrooke Emma hasn't broken the curse yet...

Jareth

It was early morning, Jareth sat at his usual table, his usual cup of coffee at hand with his usual companions. Eric, Jim, and rivers were arguing over something so pointless Jareth had lost interest so he sat staring into his coffee cup, desperately trying to grasp at the fading images of the dream he had had the night before.

"Oi Jareth, we heading out tonight or what? Rivers asked him. Letting the dream go Jareth tuned back into the conversation around him.

"It's Friday isn't it, stupid question Rivers." Jareth mocked.

"Oh, I dunno guys it's been a long week in work." Jim complained.

"Ha don't make me laugh Jim your only a gym teacher what do you know about a long week." Rivers laughed.

"At least we work." Eric pointed out.

"Hey, I work!" Rivers replied getting annoyed.

"Sleeping on Jareth's sofa while calling yourself his "manager" doesn't count as real work mate." Jim argued. Looking around for something to draw the attention away from him Rivers spotted their other friend.

"Hey guys look who it is." Rivers pointing over to where Sean was sat with his father. Sean looked up then turned his attention back to his plate while his father continuously belittled him. His father's voice grew louder.

"I will not let you throw your life away for some whore you've gone and knocked up!" His father shouted standing abruptly and storming out of Granny's leaving everyone shocked into silence. Sean slowly got up and numbly walked over to where Jareth sat.

"We good enough to talk to now daddy's gone is it daddy's boy!" Rivers taunted.

"Leave it Rivers!" Jareth demanded. Seeing how cut up Sean was by what his father had just shouted in front of everyone, Jareth grabbed one of Sean's arms and pulled him towards the back.

"You alright mate?" Jareth asked.

"What am I gonna do Jareth I can't just leave her when she's carrying my child but what sort of father can I be I don't work, my father will cut off all of my money if I stay with her." Sean paced back and forth before slamming himself into the wall angrily. As Jareth crouched down to where Sean had slumped to the floor he caught a glimpse of a strangely familiar figure with long dark hair as she walked past the windows. Shaking it off he pulled Sean back up to his feet.

"Pull yourself together, no one can decide anything for you, you've gotta man up and do the right thing. Get yourself a job! You need money I'll give you money! You need somewhere to live hell I'll even buy you a God damn house. But only if your willing to step up and out from under your father's thumb." Jareth breathed heavily as Sean fell silent.

"Thanks, Jareth." Sean mumbled and walked away still looking as if he carried the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"Poor kid." Jareth muttered to himself. Walking back over to his table he picked up his leather jacket and walked out without another word.

"What's his problem? Rivers asked the two remaining friends.

"Your a dumbass you know that Rivers." Jim said shaking his head.

"What I'm only asking, I'm not the one storming off like that." Rivers replied dumbfounded.

"This is what happened with Jareth's parents his dad's father made him leave his mother after she had just had him and his mum killed herself in depression." Eric explained.