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Love Like Winter. Ch.1: The Fight To End All Fights
"I'm sorry Lyds. You know I didn't mean to." said Beetlejuice helping Lydia up after another 'Sandworm Attack'. That almost crushed her while Beetlejuice was riding it like a giant pony.
...Well Lydia was fed up with it.
"No Beej! I'm done! You're a grown man for Christ's Sake!" Lydia looked furious with him. "My life has been in danger way to many times."
"Whoa! Look Babes, don't even think for a minute tha' I don't see yer a spoiled lil' brat tryin' ta control me!" he said getting angry.
"Well maybe if you didn't act like an over-hyperactive puppy who you can't take your eyes off of for five minutes!" Lydia said as she started to shout.
"Well maybe if you didn't try and use me like a lap dog! Jesus Lydia, get over yourself!" he started. Then he started to mimic her. "Oh MY God! I'M gonna die! Beetlejuice save ME! I need your help! Beetlejuice go get ME this! Beej go get ME that! ME! ME! ME! ME! That's all I ever hear anymore! I didn't realize that as you got older you got to be more of bitch!" he said really angry now. Scary angry in fact. "And one more thing! I'm tired of ya' being so EMO all the time! Geez, with talk like that ya' could kill a room full of dead guys!" he added
"EMO! EMO! Are you calling me Emo!" she screamed.
" Oh noooo. I'm not callin' ya emo. You're not freakin' out or anythin'! As long as you're not freakin out!" he said sarcastically.
"That's it! I never want to see you ever again!" said Lydia on the brink of tears.
"Well that's just fine with me!" yelled Beetlejuice turning his back to her.
"Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!" she screamed never looking at him while she said his name.
And with the last utterance of his name he was gone...
Worst of all it started raining as soon as he was gone. That's why if you looked at her that night you would never know that she was crying.
She ran home, and straight to her room. Delia had noticed her when she came in the house but just turned around and returned to her painting.
The door slammed, and she ran on her bed and cried for what seemed like an eternity to her.
" Stupid jerk! I never what to see his face again!" she said before falling to sleep.
And she didn't see him...A day went by, then a week, then a month, then a year; two years and three. And she never did see his face again until...