This story has been updated. I fixed some of the spelling and grammar and added more detail.
WARNING rated M for violence, swearing, POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING FOR SUICIDE AND SI, overall angst, as well as future smut for (both pairings).
Also the beginning is just to introduce the character, enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Beetlejuice (movie or cartoons). I do not own the places here or the characters besides my OC.
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She crawled out of bed and took hold of the knife that laid on the dresser next to her bed. She opened the door and walked to the bathroom, slightly shaking, black messy hair falling in her face, hiding her shocked expression along with the tears rolling down her face. She locked the door, turned on the hot water and slid into the tub.
She didn't bother to take her clothes off, the last thing she wanted, was for her dead body to be found naked in a tub, no she would die with what little dignity she had left.
She had this all planned out, her life was so utterly miserable she just had to do it, and what happened yesterday had been the last straw. She rolled up the sleeves to her large sweater, slit her arms open vertically. The pain washed over her immediately, and despite her best attempts not to, she screamed, and she kept on screaming until she eventually passed out and died, the water and blood circling down the drain.
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"Hello? Hello...oh yes! She awake! Come here, she's awake!" A women with red hair and blue lips cried out. She had a pinkish scar on her neck from a stabbing, the only other color on her skin besides blue.
"Where am I? Fuck am I still alive?" she asked. At that the people in the room started to laugh.
"No you're dead alright, we just dropped you out of your coffin. You've been out for about a month now."
"A month?"
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"A month? Are you serious...then where the hell am I? Am I in hell?" I asked.
"No you're in the neither world. We just dropped you out of your coffin."
"Dropped me out?"
"Yes you see we were not expecting you, so we just found you when doing the monthly coffin count, you and four others in this quadrants had not been released from their coffins. Suicide people are never expected, so you're always released late."
"Oh. So what is this Neitherworld?"
"Well it's a waiting place for the dead. You wait here for around one hundred and twenty five years until it is time for you to move on. But with more and more people dying, since more and more people are being born, so you might have to wait a hundred and fifty five years. Well that is unless you gain some title."
"Title?"
"Uh. You know like a Mayor, a King or ugh Beetlejuice. Then you stay longer...maybe forever. We're not really sure what goes on but we enjoy the afterlife to the best of our abilities."
"Um so...what do I do now?"
"Well since it wasn't technically your time yet because of suicide and all, and no one has come to claim you because you were unexpected, you should probably go find a job."
"A job...where?"
"At the job center, I'm sorry, but you really must be going, I have others to wake up you know! We have more people coming, they never stop coming." Said the women, grabbing my arm to bring me up and then giving me a small shove forward.
"Where should I go to sleep and stuff."
"When you get money buy yourself a house and sleep there." The women said shoving me toward the door to the outside world.
I stood there outside. It was so...weird...I liked it but it was scary being here by myself. I thought about the irony of it all, I was unexpected in birth and death. Ha. Great. I looked around and saw a women with a straw hat hustling down the street. I waved my hand and asked her where the job center was. She glanced my way only to continue shuffling down the street. I heard a voice behind me say, "Don't mind her she's just lost her voice. Oh wait I think she found it!" I look around and see no one.
"Down here!" the voice says. I look down and see a spider clad in pink. I kinda froze up there. I hated spiders very much so.
"Oh your new here ain't ya! My name is Ginger the tap dancing spider. I don't bite I'm a vegetarian." Wow, a talking spider with an accent.
"Oh...um hi I'm uh Emily. Do you know how to get to the job center?"
"Yeah I can take you here if you want."
"Okay thanks."
She led the way and I followed behind her.
"So what brings you here if you don't mind." she asked. I show her my arms.
"Oh dear! I'm sorry!"
"No...I choose to do it...had I known this was in store maybe I wouldn't have been so willing. Now I have no home, no money and no person I know around me." I said.
"Oh...well you know me! Hey if you need a place to stay you can stay me me, I share a house with Jacque and Beetlejuice."
"Beetlejuice? I've heard of him before...the nurse mentioned him."
"Oh yeah...just stay out of his way and you'll be fine. Well here we are! I'll wait out here so I can show you too my house if you need it." Ginger said.
"Um Thanks!" I say smiling to the first kind person to me in a long time. Sure it might be stupid to go home with a stranger but it's not like I hadn't done it before, and anyway what was the worst that could happen, I was already dead.