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Memories

Sarah
All my life I’ve questioned my reason for being here in this world. I couldn’t tell if I was wanted sometimes. Here I was, standing in a spotlight, barely dressed on a stage with a bunch of men learning at me. Fiddling their fingers, sipping their wines and stroking their chins.
My Mom, the woman who carried me in her womb for nine months, but didn’t mother me, was labeling my ‘best qualities’ to all of these men. I couldn’t figure how it had all come to this.
My dad tried to adore me the best he could when he wasn’t working. But it would always end. I would ask my mom if she wanted to play dolls or tea cups. She would always brush me off and tell me to clean my room or do my homework. Wether it was already done or not. She would always mutter, “Kids” in disgust, “What a nuisance.”
I wouldn’t say my mom was a terrible person. She just didn’t want want kids. Dad loved her deeply and showered her affection as much as she would allow. But she would brush him off too. All she wanted was to be famous. To have fame and fans everywhere she turned. She was always on the phone with her so-called agent talking about being the next big thing, shopping or applying on her make-up.
She left on my seventh birthday. She gave Dad the divorce papers the week before and said she was finally getting what she deserved. To be the main star of an upcoming film that was going into production. I don’t remember what it was called. Something big. She strolled passed me, suitcase and purse in hand, not even sparing me a glance.
“Momma, where are you going?” I asked. She didn’t reply. “Will you be back soon?”
She paused at the door and looked over her shoulder at me, “Do yourself a favor and never have kids.” She yanked the door open. “They’ll only ruin your figure and bring you down.” And then she slammed the door closed behind her.
I ran to the window and watched as the driver took her bags that were all over the curb. When he opened the door for her she smiled widely and leaped into the arms of her new husband as he smacked his mouth on hers, all but yanking her onto his lap. He reached over her legs to close the door, never releasing her lips.
Dad drew the curtains shut. Blocking my view. “Go and watch some T.V., sweetheart. I’ll order some pizza and take your cake out of the fridge.”
That was the last time I ever saw my mom. At least in person.
I dedicated myself to go to all of her movies. She was amazing. Born to be a star. Such talent and grace. That was who she is. I idolized her.
But I only heard from her through cards on my birthday. She never wrote anything, but she always had a hundred-dollar bill in there for me. But never any indication that she cared.
So I thought maybe I could impress her by being like her. I tried had for all of the lead roles in our school plays. Always making it to the top. Dad came to everyone of them despite his busy schedule. But mom never came. I always sent her an invitation. She’d send back another hundred dollars. But never came. Even though I hoped.
When I was thirteen. Dad met Karen, fell in love and got married. I was furious. I felt betrayed and neglected. Since my mom left, I had my dad all to myself. And when he met Karen, he had less time for me. Instead of playing with me, he’d go on dates with her. It was when he missed my most important play. I was fifteen and I was playing Princess Aurora for sleeping beauty. He had promised that he would come, be the in front row.
After the show ended, I was given a dozen stemmed roses for my performance. I was actually so proud that I ran from back stage to find him. Looked all over the auditorium. Excitement making me anxious. Searching for him with a big smile on his face.
He wasn’t there.
Once I realized that, I was shattered. The girl who played Maleficent, who was probably the nicest person I ever knew, parent’s gave me a ride home.
It was only nine when I got home. Dad and Karen came home at around ten, full of laughs and love. When they saw me sulking in the drawing room, dad asked, “What’s the matter, honey?”
I couldn’t contain my shock. “‘What’s the matter?’ Are you kidding me?”
He shook his finger at me, “Now watch your tone young lady!”
I rose to my feet. “You go on a date during the most important night of my life and you don’t even bat an eye!”
He looked confused, “Sarah, what are you talking about?”
I sobbed, tears clouding my eyes. “You actually forgot.” I shook my head and walked away. Starting towards the stairs.
“Will you let us in on the secret?” Karen demanded.
I looked over my shoulder at her. Oh she’s got nerve. “Let me remind you. Tonight was the Sleeping Beauty play at school, Dad.”
His eyes widening confirmed it. He truly had forgotten all about it. Karen too. Whatever. “Or, Sarah,” he moaned, “Sweety, I’m so-“
“Stop it!” I ran back up the stairs. “I never wanna talk to you again!” And I didn’t, for a whole month. I did start again. But it was never the same again. That was actually also the night of Karen in her thirteenth week in her pregnancy of Toby.
Then he was born. And I hated that he was getting all the attention I craved.Yeah, there was that whole new baby nonsense, I got that. But Toby had two loving parents that made time for him. I only had one that tried, while the other ignored my existence.
Then it happened. The night I wished my baby brother away to the Goblin King. My biggest mistake, but also my greatest achievement. I grew up and learn responsibility. I learned that I loved my brother more than I thought possible. I learned it when I was willing to go through on of the most dangerous challenges of another world. Went through a dangerous world. Beat a ferocious king at his on game. Denied his seduction. But as well as his affection.
I proved that my love for Toby was strong when I gave up the chance to have my dreams. A life filled with fairy tales and mystical journeys. To have someone magical whisk me off my feet.
I rejected the feelings of the only man whoever showed any connection to me beyond blood. Someone who barely knew my person, but knew my should from the inside out. Even more than I knew me.
Jareth.
The Goblin King. A monarch. A man who was not a man. But a Fae. A Fae that new my darkest deepest desires. Who held me and sang to me. Who wanted to have a life with me.
And I threw it away. But I had to. I wouldn’t blame him if he hated me for it. Or that his feelings for me dissipated into nothing. I threw his feelings right back at his face. Even though I so desperately wanted to say yes. To live a life of happiness and dreams with him.
I love him. I always have. I still do. But I can never have him. I don’t deserve him or his kindness. He’s probably already found someone that he’s deserves. Someone worthy to be by his side. Unlike me.
But instead of dwelling on what I couldn’t have, I embraced what I could. Toby. And my parents. We all got along better, but not exactly close. We were finally a family. At leas for another year.
Then it happened.
It being me and my family getting hit by a drunk driver at a crossroad. The car rammed into us on the passenger side. Our car skidded across the street and slammed against a power pole. My father’s head was crushed against the window of his door. The glass cut through his skull and the impact shattered his neck. Karen was in the passenger seat and died instantly when the car hit. So did…Toby. He was seated behind her in his car chair, playing with Lancelot. He never stood a chance.
I hit my head against the window and shattered it. But my neck didn’t break. Nor did any glass enter my brain. But I was unconscious.
I woke up in a white room, unable to move. Feeling entirely vulnerable, alone and scared. When the doctors came in and slowly filled me in on what had happened, all I wanted to know was where my family were. Their silence was enough. I knew in that moment that I was truly alone.
A police officer visited and digest what was going to happen to me. My mom had heard of the incident and has agreed to let me live with her. With this I was shocked. But only a day later, a car waited outside the hospital to take me back to the house to get my things and then leave.
I didn’t see her when I first arrived at her condo. Or her husband, the same one she left with. So for a few days I just stayed in my room while people brought me food and clothes.
The she and her husband came to me. It was the first time I’d actually seen him up close. He had short dark brown hair. Grey eyes that stared at me like I was lunch, and rough lines around his face from slight age. But my mom was still as glorious as ever.
“Sarah,” She said. “Your father and I have-“
“Step.” I replied. “Step-father.”
I did not see the hit coming. One second I was just sitting at the end of my new bed, then I was on the ground cradling my burning cheek.
The man still had his hand when he spoke again, “You will respect me, you ungrateful bitch. We could’ve let you rot on the streets. But you are under our roof, so you’ll do what we say, and like it!”
My mother stepped forward, “As I was saying, Sarah, your father,” She raised a brow to challenge me, “and I have come up with an idea for you o be useful while you’re here.”
I took a breathe before meeting her green gaze. “And what’s that?”
Her smile was shameless, “We’re going to sell you to the highest bidder.”
A sob escaped me, “What?”
Her husband chuckled and knelt down next to me, I flinched when his finger stroked my cheek. “We’re selling to whoever offers the most quid to pop the precious cherry of yours.” He leaned in to whisper in my ear, “And keep you as his little sex slave for the rest of your life.”
And that was what brought me here on this stage. All the men here were bidding to take my virginity and then keep me. After my mom finished her list. The bids begun.
Then I knew my freedom was forever lost.
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