Fooled Heart

A/N: Sorry about the short chapters! I usually write in shorter chapters, but I will try to update frequently.

Fooled Heart

Chapter Three: Rude Awakening

"I don't appreciate that tone, Sarah," Jareth stated, staring at the young woman in front of him.

"I don't appreciate being locked up and away from my brother!" Sarah snapped back at him. She felt the back of his gloved hand whip across her cheek again. She cupped her cheek in her hand, glaring at the Goblin King intently. "What do you want from me? Why did you bring me here?"

Jareth turned around and continued walking down the hall and around the corner, motioning for Sarah to follow. "Why did you bring me here?" Sarah repeating, running ahead of the Goblin King and stopping in front of him. He grabbed her tightly around her upper arm and continued walking, dragging her with him.

"Why must you be so disobedient, Sarah?" Jareth hissed.

"What do you expect, Jareth?" Sarah spat back, pulling her arm roughly from his grasp.

Jareth pushed open another set of double doors and pushed her through them. "Sarah, don't make me be cruel."

"You're doing fine with that all on your own, Your Majesty," she hissed through her teeth.

"You're just as stubborn as I remember, Sarah," Jareth stated, leaning in the doorway. Sarah took a moment to take in the room. It was similar to Toby's chambers; a large canopy bed with heavy, dark curtains centered along the wall, a huge stained glass window took up the outer wall depicting a cold night scene. Sarah had to admit to herself that the Goblin King sure had style.

"You forget, Sarah, you asked to be here," he said calmly, closing the door as he entered the room.

"You gave me no choice! I either had to come or forget Toby forever!" Sarah shouted at him. I'd forget every memory of him. And forget the Underground completely. I'd forget Hoggle. I'd forget Ludo and Sir Didymous. I'd forget you...

"You..." Sarah started, anger rising in her voice, "I don't have to answer to you! I defeated you! I should be ruling you!"

"You've already declined that offer, Sarah," Jareth laughed, "That offer is no longer on the table."

"That offer? It is my right," Sarah started, "I have solved your Labyrinth. I have taken my brother back. You have no power over me! The power is mine!"

"Yes, Sarah, it is true you have defeated my Labyrinth," Jareth whispered, stepping closer, "But you have hurt me deeply. You have destroyed everything." Jareth took one gloved hand and brushed it across Sarah's face. Sarah quickly pulled away.

"I will make you suffer," Jareth continued, "I will make you hurt." Jareth stepped toward Sarah. Sarah stepped back again. "I will crush your...fiery spirit," he said, stepping forward again. Again, Sarah stepped back. "That was the plan, but it looks like I won't have to do much work," he smiled, stepping toward her again. She stepped back. "You've become soft, Sarah. You didn't even put up a fight when I took your brother."

"I did!" Sarah shouted at him.

"No, Sarah. You didn't. You didn't even fight him," Jareth said, stepping closer again. Again, Sarah stepped back.

"But I did," she said as her back hit a cold stone wall.

"It seemed, dear Sarah, that you did not," Jareth whispered, moving closer. "It seemed..." Jareth brushed a lock of hair out of Sarah's face. "Like you wanted to come back."

"No!" Sarah shouted, slapping Jareth's hand away from her face.

"I've been watching you, Sarah," Jareth said quietly. "I've watched you grow up. I've watched you grow alone."

"I'm not alone," Sarah hissed.

"Yes, Sarah, you are," Jareth moved his face in toward her ear. "You have your family, sure, but they don't understand. You don't feel important there."

"I don't feel any more important here!" she hissed. "It's not fair!"

"Familiar words, Sarah. Exactly what is not fair?" Jareth held her shoulders tightly. "I've offered you everything you wanted."

"I never wanted to become your servant!" Sarah spat, attempting to pull Jareth's hands off her shoulders.

"As I said before, Sarah, this is your punishment," Jareth said, hot breath on her face. "It won't be so bad."

"I will never serve you," Sarah hissed.

"You asked to be here, Sarah," Jareth said, laughing. "You expect me to take you in, no questions asked? Treat you like a queen after everything you've done?"

"I will never serve you," Sarah repeated.

"So be it. Then you will whither away," Jareth said reluctantly. The room melted back to the tiny room she had been placed in when she had arrived. Jareth shoved her toward the tiny bed. "If you change your mind, Sarah..."

"I will neverserve you!" Sarah shouted and Jareth disappeared from the tiny room.