| She sat on the floor trying to hold back the tears, and failing. She looked around and saw only Jaden looking at her from where Jareth had left him in an invisible cage. She had no idea where she was or how to get home, or even if she wanted to go home. Would she be the same person now she wasn�t a virgin? She had no idea whether that was important or not. She decided to hate Jareth. It was the only way forward. Revenge. He�d taken her innocence for revenge against his brother. That must have been the reason, there were no others. He was a bastard. But she couldn�t do it on her own. She didn�t have to. She wiped her eyes, and turned to face the arrogant bastard. Seeing his lack of control as he leant against the wall helped her regain her composure. �Can you get out of your box?� She said simply. He stood upright and walked forwards, and didn�t stop until he was nearly on top of her. She stood up quickly and looked him straight in the eye. Truthfully she didn�t know what to say, but she wasn�t going to let him know that, so she kept her face straight and kept looking up at him, daring him to move closer, she was in charge this time. Jaden grabbed her wrists and she jumped, her heart pounding. She let her fists clench, mainly to steady herself. Jaden leant towards her face, and she bit her lip to stop her face showing her fear. �Don�t play games, little girl, I know what you want.� She considered the possibility of something like this coming between the brothers before. Were they really that close? No, they had worked together for the pleasure they thought they would gain, but failed at the last hurdle. Lack of communication, and lots of it. Who was Selah? All she said was �Let go of my wrists!� He did and gave her some space. She relaxed a little. �A little girl wants revenge on the King of The Underground, but she doesn�t even know how to play.� �Stop messing around.� �And why should I help you? Silly little girl.� �Because you�ve tried before yourself and you failed miserably. Now you�re scared but you still need revenge. And you know you can�t do it on your own either. You have no power over him.� �Neither do you!� he answered without a pause. Michelle thought this over. Jaden smiled at his small victory. �No, he used you, abused you, and threw you away. He�ll never even think about you again. Your just another silly little girl, who wished herself away.� �I won�t be for much longer, my friend. I�ll teach him to love me, or I�ll find the one he loves.� �And how are you planning to do that?� Michelle thought of how she could answer this and loose the least amount of power. �I�ll think of something.� Jaden nodded sarcastically, but Michelle chose to ignore it, and looked away. �You might not have to,� he said. Michelle turned back to him, and waited. He did not continue. He seemed to be waiting for her to do something. The room seemed very silent and still, and she shivered slightly with cold. She brushed her hair behind her ears and played with the ends, trying to look like she didn�t need him. He didn�t seem too desperate to tell her. �Well?� She said eventually, fed up. Jaden smiled and walked towards her again. She moved back a bit, still scared of him, but all he did was stroke her hair. �I don�t think you will like my suggestion, sweet thing,� he said slowly still stroking her hair and smiling. �Don�t patronise me!� She felt a bit sick as she said it. �Touchy.� He sneered, still stroking. She shivered again. He let out what she thought must have been a laugh, and she looked at the floor angry at her loss of self-control. �There�s only one person who could have control over Jareth,� he said. She kept looking at the floor, waiting for him to finish. Then she felt him kiss her lightly on the cheek. �His son,� he whispered. Michelle looked up. She didn�t understand. �I�m pregnant?� she asked. �Not yet,� he said. He kissed her on the lips. She didn�t stop him. She wasn�t half as terrified as she had been before. But she didn�t trust Jaden; he was in it for something more than what he�d told her. Well that wasn�t hard; he hadn�t say much to her. But she really didn�t care. Her present hate for Jareth surpassed it, and she knew that whatever Jaden was planning, Jareth was going to be hurt, and that was all that mattered. She kissed him back. He led her to the bed, where Pascal had laid earlier and pushed her gently her down on it. She kissed him again and put her arms around his shoulders, but he took her hands and moved them above her head, where he held them easily. �Just in case you change your mind precious,� he whispered close to her ear. She felt the cold steel on her wrists again. �Jaden,� she said, like a mother would scold a child. That made him laugh out loud. �Try not to worry precious, just sit back and enjoy the ride.� He removed his trousers, and as she felt his nakedness next to her she cursed herself for getting into this position so soon afterwards. She felt like a slut, but as his lips met hers she couldn�t help but kiss him. He was beautiful. She gasped at the pain as he entered her and sobbed with the sadness. But she had to do this; it was the only way to hurt Jareth. |