The Triangle: Chapter 1-9 *Chapter 9 Update!*
Bookfreak:
Make it five, cant wait to read more ;D
simgirl75001:
Chapter 1 Continued
Sorry my internet blitzed out all night and couldn't post the chapter but here it is!
After trying so hard to be strong and brave, Cassie broke down in a flood of tears and convulsions. I can't believe this!She thought angrily. Jareth came rushing into the foyer.
"What's the matter babe? Who was that?" He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, wondering what could make her go from happy to upset in just a few minutes.
"I..I.." She broke out in tears again. "That was the clinic. Remember the preconception appointment we went to three weeks ago?"
He nodded slowly. Jareth and Cassie went to get check ups after he learned that a rare genetic disorder ran on both sides of the family. They wanted to make sure they were good to go before trying to have any kids.
Cassie sighed heavily against his chest. She then looked at him with bleary eyes.
"Well...the nurse told me the results and...well...umm.." She found it hard to tell him while he was looking at her with those sad eyes of his. Jareth had a way of making people feel really bad when bad news had to be told. He did it unknowingly though.
"What's the news then?"
"She said that I won't be able to bear children because I was born without ovaries," Cassie blurted out all at once, shutting her eyes the whole time. All at once, Jareth's dream of having children of his own got thrown out of the window. He held back his tears, feeling his heart grow heavy with sorrow and disappointment. Cassie was the love of his life, and he always dreamed about having children with her eyes and hair. That was all over now in an instant. Before he could even reply, she broke free from his embrace and ran upstairs to their bedroom. Jareth looked after her, wanting to run to her and tell her everything was going to be ok, but he decided to let her cool down, because Cassie was known for having a bad temper when she was in a foul mood.
Jareth slowly walked to the living room and plopped down onto the couch. He was still in shock. I know this isn't her fault, but what can we do? What about my dreams? Wait...this isn't about me this is about her. He rubbed his forehead and sighed heavily. This news was definitely a nightmare. After sitting on the couch for a few hours, mulling over what to say next, he went upstairs to talk to Cassie.
Jareth slowly walked up the stairs and entered into the massive bedroom. He found Cassie relaxing on the bed, surrounded by a shrine of balled up tissues on the floor. He walked over and slid next to her on the bed, drawing her close to him. He hugged her tightly.
"You are going to divorce me, aren't you?" She said quietly. " I just know, it. I am broken and no good for you or anyone else. I will understand if you.."
"Sssh..Cass don't talk like that. You are my wife and I love you. Remember the words, in sickness and in health? Well I take that seriously. As much as this is hurting both of us, I am willing to stick by you no matter what. We can still have a life together."
Jareth kissed her forehead. She sank deeper into his chest and the pillows, feeling some kind of relief. Cassie honestly thought that, with the way he was being so serious about having children, he would have packed his things and went back to his parents' farm. She was happy that he chose to stick around though. Her father would have been gone out of the door if her mom would have told him that back then.
Cassie looked into her husband's eyes and fell in love with him all over again. She knew that this was real, and her confidence in their marriage grew stronger. She kissed him, and they both hugged each other tighter. Things got intense, and soon he was unbuttoning her sweater.
Diiiing Dooonng!
Oh crap, Jareth thought. Totally bad timing.
"I will get it," He murmured. "Don't go anywhere." He winked at her as he walked downstairs.
Jareth's smile came back as he thought of their life together. He knew that they could adopt, there's plenty of kids out there looking for parents. He would rather have some of his own, but sometimes life didn't work that way.
As he approached the door, his smile faded as he spotted a young girl on his porch crying. He wondered where she came from and why she is out this time of the night. Maybe she lost her parents at the mall nearby, he thought. But then he stopped at the door and looked at the girl, then looked at the clock. it was 11:30! The mall closed at 9 on the weekdays, so if she did lose her parents at the mall, he was sure they would have called the police by now, and she wouldn't be standing on his porch.
The girl started to walk away, thinking no one was home.
"Wait! don't go!" Jareth said in a loud voice, causing the girl to jump and turn around, frightened.
She rubbed her tears away and looked at him, ready to run in case he was some crazy guy or something.
Jareth carefully walked towards her until there was a small gap between him and her. He noticed her face was dirty, and her shoes were full of holes. Something told him that she didn't lose her parents at the mall after all.
He kneeled down to her level. "Hi, my name is Jareth. What is your name and how did you get here?"
She rubbed her face again, still looking at him with full distrust. "I'm Rhiannon. Umm...I came here because your lights were on and umm..I'm lost." She started to cry again, making Jareth's heart ache.
"Sssh Rhiannon don't cry. Please tell me how you got here."
"Well..I am not sure. I was sleeping and all of a sudden I woke up in the park. I don't know how I got there. I thought I was dreaming until after I walked by these houses. Then I knew it was for real."
He stood up and rubbed his forehead. Her story was odd, very odd. Who on earth would drop a sleeping kid in the park and leave her there?? He couldn't understand it one bit, but he knew he had to get more information out of her.
"Where do you live?"
"Umm...Downtown. In a big building."
"Ok..." That's not alot of help,He thought with a frown. "Who are your parents Rhiannon?"
She was getting ready to cry again, but fought against it, her little hands balled up. " My mama is Peach. That's all I know. I don't see her much 'cept when she wants me to do something for her."
"She..umm..is not a good person. She didn't let me go to school most days, and I hated that. I don't think she liked me much."
Jareth listened carefully, coming to the conclusion that her no-good mother dropped her poor child at the park without a second thought.
"I am sorry to hear about your mother treating you like that Rhiannon. How old are you?"
"10. 'spose to be 11 next year."
He dug into his shirt pocket and pulled out a chocolate. One thing about him is, he is a candy addict.He always carried it around. He handed it to Rhiannon, making sure to gain her trust. He could tell she was unsure about him, but he wanted her comfortable so he could talk to her more.
"Do you remember anything else about where you lived?"
Rhiannon quickly opened the candy and shoved it in her mouth. She ate it like she hasn't had a decent meal in ages. Jareth felt even more sorry for her, and he resolved that if he found her mother he would really let her have it and call the Social Worker on her.
"I do remember there was this building across the street that had pink and orange lights flashing all the time. I'm no good at readin' but I think it said go go or something like that."
Jareth thought about what she said, trying to picture the area. He knew where the seedy nude bars where, but he made it a rule to never go in that area. The bad part of downtown, nicked named Skid Row, was the area that was always full of druggies, beggars an prostitutes. Not a good area for children. He assumed thats where her mother kept her. He shook his head, trying to think of what to do next.
Rhiannon stood there looking at the ground not knowing what else to say. She knew that this man was nice, and she was hoping he would help her. All the other houses she went to were not this nice. The first house she went to was owned by a prune faced couple who sicced their rottweiler on her, not even giving her a chance to talk. The second house she went to smelled like rotten garbage, which reminded her of home, so she didn't even bother to knock on the door. So she was hoping Jareth would help her, even he he put her in Social Services, because being there was so much better than being where she was.
Jareth carefully rubbed her shoulder and said, "How about this. You can stay here with me and my wife until we can find out what to do about your problem. We have a big bedroom that you can have. If you want you can sleep on the fold out couch until we can buy you a bed in the morning. What do you think?
Rhiannon's eyes lit up like moons and stars. She couldn't believe he was actually going to help her! She hugged him, which was out of character for her. "Yes please! I would like that alot!"
"Alright, it's a deal. Come in and meet Cassie. And then I can make you a nice meal and get you a bath. What's your favourite food?"
" Umm I'm not sure. All I know is cereal. That's all my mama ever made."
Jareth shook his head again. The government should make it a law for people to get certified to be parents.
"Well, how about I make you some chicken tenders and fries? I am sure you will like that."
"Ok," Rhiannon said happily as she followed him into the house.
Little did he know that this gesture of kindness was going to kick him in the butt later.
Shali:
Oh, wow. As I was reading this, that's all I could think. Well, that, and that Rhiannon's first name is my middle name.
ladymiriam:
Thanks for updating, you're on a roll. I'm loving this story so far, very concise, not too wordy, yet it's stirring many emotions in me. Well done, it must be quite a daunting experience posting your first story-I'm glad you did.
simgirl75001:
Thanks for the comments everybody 3yay I was hoping you all would like it. I have read alot of the stories on here and i thought they were really good. So i am happy that mines is interesting too. I will be working on getting chapter 2 out either today or tomorrow * i have to take more pics* im kind of doing the go with the flow approach.
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