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From Darkness Into Light	By : Jetredgirl Category: G through L > Labyrinth Views: 5084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3.
Sarah rose early, showered and headed to her job at the library. She was looking forward to getting out tonight. It had been awhile since her and Wendy had done anything fun. Her roommate's career was one that took up a great deal of time and energy, which Sarah understood.
She was not a very social person. She did not have the desire to have many friends or go out clubbing every weekend like so many of her peers did. Most likely if she hadn't met Wendy by answering her add for a roommate, she wouldn't even have one good friend here in the city.
Sarah liked the people she worked with at the community theatre well enough. Once again, as much as she liked acting she just didn't quite fit in. In one way she was glad she had been relegated to acting as hobby rather than a profession. She began to think that if she had to be that immersed in the scene she would have been miserable.
She woke up not feeling well again. She went to the doctor a couple of weeks before who could not find a thing wrong. He declared her healthy and that her fatigue and headaches were most likely due to stress. He told her to take a daily vitamin and avoid stressful situations.
Regardless she was still going out. She needed to stop worrying about things she could do nothing about right now. She wanted to go out with her friend and have a few laughs.
The day at work was a long one. It seemed like every person in the city felt the need to come to the library and rearrange all the shelves. She was on her feet all day.
By the time she got home, Wendy was already in the shower. So she got an outfit together for the evening and waited her turn. She decided on a long black velvet skirt, and a silvery, shimmering tank top with a sheer black shirt over it, with strappy black sandals.
Wendy came out of the bathroom to see Sarah standing and waiting.
"Oops sorry! Go get ready and we can be at the theatre by 7pm! Woohoo let's go!"
Sarah laughed as she zipped into the bathroom. She took a quick shower and blow dried her hair, put on a little makeup and then dressed.
The girls met in the living room. Wendy had put on a cute gold sparkly dress that danced around her trim figure, with a white lacy shrug and white sandals with gold straps.
"Do we look hot or what!" She said catching sight of Sarah.
"Yes we do." Sarah answered. They gathered their purses and jackets and headed out for the evening.
After the movie, a fun romantic comedy, they went and had a completely fattening Italian dinner.
They both got many approving looks from men and women. They laughed and talked all through dinner about whatever topic came up.
Sarah was more and more happy she went along with the idea of going out. Her friends' enthusiasm was infectious.
After dinner it was not quite 11pm so Wendy had the idea of going to a pub and having a drink. Sarah followed along, assuming her roommate knew where she was going.
As they approached the doors, she saw the signed that say "Riley's Sports Pub" on the door. She had a thought that it looked familiar.
"Wendy have we been here before? I seem to remember seeing this place somewhere." Sarah asked as they opened the door and went inside, walking towards the bar.
Wendy turned and grinned. "Oh yeah..umm no we haven't but, there is a reason it might look familiar. It was on the news last night remember?"
Sarah's mouth dropped open. "What..Why..?"
But it was too late they were already next to the bar. Wendy tapping the bar to get the bartender's attention.
"Excuse me?" She was saying as Sarah was pulling at her to retreat quietly.
Sarah looked up to see the back of the man she had seen on tv, and he turned as she got to his face.
Like a lightening bolt, their eyes met.
"Oh God.." Sarah said. Those eyes. No one else could possibly have those eyes. How could that even happen?
He had no look of recognition in his face, but certainly a look of approval at the woman in front of him. He smiled a little and spoke cordially.
"Good evening ladies. What will you have?" He said. His voice sent chills up and down Sarah spine and she stood there staring at him.
How could anyone else have that voice? What the hell is this?
"Sarah?" What do you want?" Wendy poked her in her side.
The poke got Sarah's attention and she slammed her mouth shut. Then she gave Wendy a death stare.
""I can't believe you.." She said through gritted teeth.
The bartender looked back and forth between the girls. "Is there a problem?"
Wendy turned back to the bar and addressed him sweetly. "My friend saw you on the news last night and said she thought you were really cute. So I surprised her by bringing her here so we could meet you."
Sarah blushed hard. "I did not say that!" She exclaimed, stamping her foot. "It's not fair! You tricked me!"
This got a bark of laughter from the bartender and a wide smile. "Well, love, I have to wonder what your basis of comparison is on that." He said dryly.
Sarah turned back and stared at him again, wide eyes. What in the fuck?! How could he have...huh?!
Wendy shoved her forward against the bar. "Sarah, tell the nice man what it is you want now."
Sarah turned and glared at her supposed friend. "I want you to get hit by a bus, and to be the one driving it."
The bartender leaned forward until he was almost nose to nose with Sarah. "I would be careful saying such things..Sarah was it? Words have power you know, pretty Sarah."
Wendy giggled almost maniacally. "Oh don't worry, she doesn't mean it. She loves me. I want a Long Island Iced Tea. I'm going to go to the restroom and I'll be back in a few."
"Please have a seat, Miss. What would you like?" The man who was not The Goblin King said.
"The same, please." Sarah slowly sat down on the stool. She warily watched the man make the drinks.
He slid the two drinks in front of her and stood there as she took a sip. "Good." She grunted.
The alcohol sending a feeling of warmth through her body. She felt herself relax just a little.
"Thank you. It's one of my specialties." He answered, smirking at her.
Sarah sipped again, then sat the glass down. "So..you know my name..what is yours?" She asked.
The man chuckled again and turned, filling a glass with beer for another customer before turning back.
"Tommy. Tommy Jones." He said. He stuck out his hand. She slowly took it. Instead of shaking her hand though, he pulled it to his lips and kissed the knuckles, keeping eye contact with her the whole time.
The feeling of his lips on her skin was electric. She had never experienced anything like it. It made her jerk her hand out of his grasp.
"Umm, okay..So from England?" She asked quickly trying to cover up her discomfort.
The man sighed. A look of..something crossed his face. Confusion? Longing? "Yes..I suppose so."
Sarah was puzzled by that. She said nothing further and sipped at her drink, hoping Wendy would hurry up.

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Tommy had been ready for yet another uneventful evening when the two women had walked in. He had seen plenty of beautiful women in this city, that much was true. He had even dated a few, however briefly.
This one. This Sarah. He was instantly drawn to her. Her large green eyes drew him in. Somewhere deep inside himself, he felt a distinctive pull towards this girl, like a magnet.
Her friends' teasing had lit a fire in her eyes, and he wanted nothing more than warm himself with her inner flame. When he had taken her hand and kissed it, the feel of her skin against his sent a shot of lightning through his body he had never experienced. At least he didn't remember ever experiencing.
She was stunningly beautiful in a very unique way.
His body began reacting to her subtle perfume when he leaned over the bar to be close to her as she spoke.
He wanted to know her. He needed to know her. When he heard her name, his thoughts immediately turned to the ring in his dresser. Sarah. Of course, this could not be his Sarah. Could it? She didn't seem to know him but there was a flash of something there. Like he looked familiar.
He hoped she stuck around for a bit.

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Sarah stared at the bar and tried to pretend the man, Tommy, wasn't there. Of course that was difficult when she kept hearing his voice as he spoke with other patrons.
His voice reminded her of warm caramel..sweet and rich. When he laughed the sound gave her the chills. He even laughed like...him.
Wendy finally returned at reached for her drink.
Sarah turned and whispered to her friend. "How could you bring me here? I told you it wasn't him."
Wendy winked at her. "I know Sarah, but I've never seen you react like that to a guy. And that was just on tv. I just want to see you happy. He is sooo sexy, Sarah. You should talk to him. See if he is single. I bet he likes you too. He was giving you the eye."
Sarah snorted loudly. More loudly than she had planned and everyone turned and looked at her, including the man behind the bar.
Sarah blushed again and hid her face behind her hair.
"Wendy, I'm not disagreeing with you on the fact that the guy is good looking, but this was totally blindsiding me. Soo not fair."
Sarah did not realize the man, Tommy had come back over and was standing there listening to her every word.
"Again with the not fair bit? Is that a bit tired?" He asked. "But thank you for calling me good looking. You are quite lovely yourself, dear Sarah."
Sarah jumped and turned, startled. She met his blue eyes and glared at him. "Do you have to sneak up on a person?"
He laughed merrily, his eyes dancing as he looked at her. "I apologize, love, really that was not my intention. You ladies are sticking around for a bit I hope?"
"Yes we are." Wendy said.
Sarah replied "No it's getting late." At the same time.
The two women looked at each other. They seemed at an impasse.
"Just one more drink Sarah, okay?" Wendy pleaded.
Sarah sighed and turned. "Two more please." She held up two fingers.
Tommy nodded and went to make their drinks, smiling to himself.
Wendy started chatting with another guy standing on the other side of her, leaving Sarah to stare into her glass.
The bartender came back with their drinks, setting them in front of her. He brushed her fingers with his. Another electric shock went through Sarah, and she looked up.
"Please, on the house, for startling you." He said, motioning to the drinks.
She gave him a half smile. "Thanks, Tommy. It's okay. I should have been paying attention. Sometimes I get flustered and I get tunnel vision. It's her fault not yours." She said as she motioned to her friend. He smiled again. Sarah melted a little inside. He was beautiful.
"Sarah, may I ask you...well, may I call on you sometime?" He said quietly, he didn't want to be too aggressive and put her off.
She studied the ice cubes in her glass closely as she thought. Should she give this guy her number? He seemed genuine enough.
Yes, he looked amazingly like the phantom that lived in the back of her mind. But he was very real. It had to be a coincidence. Or maybe some sort of weird soul mate thing that had her fantasizing about a man she had yet to meet.
She shook her head to clear it and he frowned a little.
"Oh I'm sorry I wasn't shaking my head at you..it was just..never mind. Umm..yeah, sure I guess you can call on me, let me give you my number."
She wrote down the number and handed it to him. She saw he neatly folded it and put it into his pocket.
"Thank you Sarah. I will call you tomorrow then?" He said with a hopeful tone.
"Sure! I mean, okay, but..oh..wait what time? I have rehearsal down at the Dobbs Community Theatre in the morning. Call me after 3pm okay?"
He nodded at her and gave her that disarming smile. "Perfect."
"Ready to go Sar?" Wendy asked, suddenly there next to her.
Sarah stood and took a step towards the door. She waved at the man. "Talk to you tomorrow."
She turned and followed her friend to the exit.
A voice called from behind her. "Have a lovely evening, sweet Sarah." She heard.
The two women walked outside.
Wendy threaded her arm through Sarahs and smiled at her. "See I told you. Glad you gave him the number. Even if it doesn't go anywhere, what is the worst that could happen? You spend a few hours talking to a cute guy."
Sarah turned at looked back at the door to the pub then turned and walked with her friend towards home.
"Nothing, I suppose. Nothing...Tra la la.." She said. Her roommate gave her an odd look but stayed silent.
They walked the rest of the way home this way. Sarah lost her in her thoughts.

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Tommy unlocked his door and opened it, glad to be home. It had been a long night. Except...her.
He never asked for anyone's number. Women asked for his, or would leave theirs on a napkin with their tip.
He stripped off his clothes and pulled on his pajama bottoms then flicked on the tv and cracked open a new bottle of whiskey. Doing a few shots, he leaned back and picture the dark haired girl who had invaded his mind this evening.
Objectively speaking, had he seen women technically prettier than her? Yes. But none of them had her expressive green eyes with silver flecks, teeming with such an inner flame of passion. Her lush generous curves, long legs, and dark fall of hair had caused him to start to harden just being near her.
He wanted to take her hand, bring her home, and bury himself inside of her. Her scent had made him a bit lightheaded and whoozy. Vanilla, cinnamon, and peaches, but something deeper. It was the scent of HER. It was in her very being. It spoke of magic and mystery, sweetness, and desire.
Her touch made him feel really alive for the first time. The thoughts of loneliness, of longing for what had been taken from him fleeing.
Then she had asked if he was from England, and he felt sad she did not know him..and didn't understand why.
He started to feel that way again. Grabbing the bottle he drew a few sips more, until his body began to relax, and a sweet haze clouded his mind. He reached for the bottle of painkillers sitting next to the lamp and popped a couple into his mouth. He was headache free at the moment but it did not mean he would be for long. Merely a preventative measure.
He closed his eyes and pictured her. This Sarah. Her large eyes looking up at him. He could see the hint of her cleavage revealing the swell of one full breast as she moved, her skin pale and luscious. He wanted to run his tongue over that swell. The back of her leg as she walked and it peeked out from her long skirt. She was wearing dark stockings with some kind of design in the pattern.
He felt his body rising again. He looked down at the offending area. "Sorry mate, nothing for you tonight. Maybe soon. She was, is one lovely lady. I can't say I blame you."
He took a few more pulls on the bottle. He clicked off the tv and went to his bedroom and crawled onto the bed. Thanks to the alcohol and pills, he was asleep before he hit the pillow.
I know this story is a bit of a risk on my part. Writing Tommy/Jareth as OOC as this is not my usual thing. I felt the need to take a chance and get out of my comfort zone. If it, in the end, turns out to be a catastrophe please forgive me! But, give it a chance please. It's weird and quirky, and it's very fast mostly taking place within a one week(ish) timeline.
One of my readers asked me if this has a happy ending as it was inspired in part by TMWFTE which has a rather ambiguous, melancholy ending. Just for everyone's peace of mind, don't worry I promise :) The theme was inspired by that movie, but not the ending.
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