As soon as the Goblin King left I had to calm down. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry over this. It took a couple of minuets but I had removed every trace of crying from my face. I stand up and brush the dust off my jeans. Surely I did the right thing. After taking a few deep breaths I put a straight face on. He will not see the pain that was inflicted on me.
"You've e made the right decision" his voice fills the room and I feel rough hands on my hips. I step away from his grasp and turn to glare at him.
"You will not touch me" my voice is deadly and I hope he'll take the hint to fuck off.
Laughter. That is his response. Fucking laughter.
"Sarah darling you forget that you do as a say when I say it. I have been generous Sarah I can be cruel."
"Generous? What have you done that's generous?!"
"Everything!" He raises his voice and walks towards me. Forcing me to walk backwards into a wall.
"You would do yourself a favor if you listened to me little girl. I don't want to have to teach you a lesson for defying your king." I move along the wall to keep my distance from him and suddenly I trip.
"You are no king to me." I spat the words and immediately regretted them. The king grabs me by the arm and forces me to my feet. I try to free myself but his grip is too tight. 'Way to go Sarah you pissed him off.' I defiantly look at him and he slams me into a white pillar. Pinning me to the pillar using his right hand to hold both of my hands over my head. His left hand on my neck making it impossible to move.
"You underestimate my power Sarah. You are now mine, you will do as I say, and you will address me as your king. You will love me, and you will fear me. I was generous enough to send your brother home when he ended up here by your stupidity, and now you will pay the price in me letting him go home." His face is incredibly close to mine and he shows no sign of moving. I begin to struggle against him but his grip becomes tighter. Refusing me the ability to move at all. His lips meet mine softly and I shudder. I try instinctively to push him off me using my body but that was obviously not a good idea. He pulls away smirking. "That wasn't a smart idea princess." And just like that he walks out of the room.I stayed in what I guessed was the throne room for hours. I had nowhere else to go and I was exhausted. The Goblin King was nowhere to be found so I have to make the best of the situation. There were a few blankets on the floor and it seemed better than nothing. I sped a small blanket on the ground and lay down on it covering my shivering body with the other blanket. Exhaustion takes over my body and I fall asleep right there in the middle of the throne room.
Jareth's P.O.V
I left Sarah in the throne room because I'm not wanted by her. She made that perfectly clear. The only way I deal with rejection is being cruel. If she won't love me she will fear me. Sarah is a beautiful young girl and I love her but she will know her place whether she likes it or not. After taking care of the mess she and her friends caused in the Goblin City I have a load of things to take care of. By the time I finished the 13 hour clock hanging in my den read 13:45 , she must be exhausted by now. Sarah had better be in the throne room or I swear all hell will break loose. I walk quickly to the throne room and find the young girl sound asleep in the middle of the room. She is quite adorable when she isn't making her snarky remarks. Careful not to wake her I gently pick up her fragile body and walk her to a spare bed room. Laying her on the bed I realize just how beautiful she is. This girl had turned my world upside down and she doesn't realize it. Moving a strand of her long brown hair from her eyes, I lean to give her a kiss on the cheek.
"Goodnight Sarah." With that I walk out of the room.
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His Queen
FanfictionWhat if Sarah didn't go home from the labyrinth? What if she had to sacrifice herself so Toby could go home? What if Jareth wasn't all that kind to start off with? What if they learn to find love with one another. Love takes time to form and when it...