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I added some of my personal characters into the story to make it interesting.
Some Chapters may be lacking details, but please give me a chance to perfect it.
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Dear Diary,
It's me Lydia. First, I would like to apologize for not writing in twenty years. The reason for my abandonment may or may not be valid, but please forgive me and let me share my story. I have depressed, embarrassed, and in denial. What I'm about to share shocks me to this day, and I hope by finally expressing myself, I can find the courage to face my family and friends that I left behind.
I ran away from my home in Winter Raven, Connecticut when I was sixteen years old, and returned to the only other place I know, New York. After four months of being on my own, I sent my family a postcard to let them know that I was safe, after that, I haven't seen nor contacted them since. Why ? You ask…Well is wasn't because of a curfew confrontation or a raise in allowance like most normal teenage problems. It was because of a teen too afraid to discuss pregnancy.
That's right, I'm a mom. Wow, even writing it still has that new shock value. I have two kids and my family nor my friends know of their existence. Speaking of friends, I just couldn't face Barbara and Adam. It tore me to pieces every time I climbed the stairs to the attic, my foot froze on every step I took, it was heart breaking. I wanted to tell them, I wanted to share and get their advice, but I couldn't tell myself, let alone them.
Communication with Bertha and Prudence, I'm sad to say, faded over time, but I still think of them.
And I have no choice but to think of Clair Brewster. I seen her pose on a few fashion magazines, she's even co-stared in some TV shows, and I have to admit…she's a great actress.
Most of my friends live in the Netherworld...Ginger, Jacques, Mr. Monster, Miss. Monster, and even their dogs. I miss them, I miss that world, it was a second home to me, the only place where I truly felt at peace, but my dearest friend, my best friend was always Beetlejuice. I miss him very much. and yes...he's the same ghostly guy that tried to marry me when I was fourteen. When Beetlejuice returned from Sandworm Saturn, we made a peace agreement that formed our friendship, and after a few months or so, we made a pact to always be best friends, no matter what.
Now usually when something out of the ordinary happens, you would talk about it with your best friend before anyone else. Beetlejuice and I talk about everything and anything, it was easy….I even allowed him to give my first kiss. When I found out I was pregnant, I didn't share that with anyone, I was fearful of losing everyone, that everyone would hate me because of it, so I left instead.
It's time for a little current catching up.
I'm thirty-five years old now, and still live in New York as career photographer, and this is not like me but, I work a second job as a waitress at Hooters. The main reason I accepted the job was for one reason...and one reason only, I needed the money to support my children. But working at Hooters brought me something else...something that's not easy for me to gain...attention. Dating a normal or accepting guy is impossible for me, but the hoots, whistles, and big cash tips at the restaurant compensates for my loss.
I love my kids, very proud of them, and even though their older now, I'm always there for them, just like they are for me.
My first born is my daughter Olivia. She's nineteen years old, tall and skinny like a runway model, and a little more pale skinned than myself. She graduated from High School at an early age, and is now a model for Maxine Magazine while serving her second year in Navy based college.
My second born son is Bobby. He's sixteen years old, average height, athletic build with a natural golden brown tan. He studied hard to graduate from High School early so could officially serve as a proud member of the Ghost Busters. He caught about two hundred ghost in the central New York area.
Now...I will start by sharing something delicate about my past...
**Flashback**
Lydia return home from school one Friday afternoon and found a note taped outside of her bedroom door. The note was from her Dad, and it read...
Dear Pumpkin,
Delia and I are attending a sculpture event in New York. Don't wait up, we will return sometime Monday morning.
Adam and Barbara were summoned to Netherworld and they will return as soon as they can.
Have a good weekend.
Love,
Dad and Delia.
No Delia...This was good news to Lydia, plus, she had a date anyway. She smiled with delight then traveled to the Netherworld...
Lydia and Prince Vince were riding in his royal carriage after viewing an opera called 'Consumed by the dead'.
"Loved the play Vince, very entertaining." Lydia commented.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Vince replied.
They traveled to Cliff Montage to gaze upon Lydia's most favorite view, the raising of the twin moons of Netherworld.
"Oh Vince..." Lydia awed at the sight of the moons light. "Isn't it beautiful ?"
"Yes my love." Vince replied.
Lydia then gazed to her Prince, admiring his features...Vincent to her is very handsome. His dark velvet mysterious eyes, smooth pale flawless faint blue features, and long jet black hair. Vince is also nice, polite, gentle, and extremely quite. He ruled his kingdom with an iron fist, ready to fight, and always fare to his people. But there's that depressed loath curse, and the dark rain cloud followed him everywhere.
Lydia decided to give a try, and cheer him up. She leaned against Vince's shoulder, looked to him and held his hand. "Vince, it hurts me to always see you this sad…What's wrong ?"
Vince continued his stare into the moons light. "You need not to worry about me, my Lydia, sadness was destined since my conception, misery is me."
She ran her fingers slowly though his hair. " If you allow me...I would like to make you happy."
"Oh…?" He sighed in a not convinced tone.
Lydia formed a smiled. " I can't tell you what it is, but I can show you." then she held two fingers. "There's two rules…First, you must promise not to punish me; and secondly, once I start….you must not stop me."
Vince's gaze never left the moon light. " I will never punish you, my Lydia, and I will not stop you. What do you need to show me this happiness you speak of ?"
She shifted herself to face Vince fully, and looked sweetly into his eyes. " Not what, but who….and the answer is you."
Lydia climbed on Vince's lap, still gazing into his eyes.
Vince's facial expression never changed. His eyes were dull, lifeless, full of nothing; but they stayed locked onto hers.
Lydia then took his face with her hands and kissed his lips...the kiss is soft,sweet, cool to the touch. She glance to Vince slightly, looking for a response…nothing, but she didn't stop there, she slowly parted his lips a little, then slid her tongue inside his mouth...it had a sweet taste, then she slowly moved from kissing his lips to his cheek, and continued down his neck. She finger lightly traced to unbutton his dress shirt as she slowly teased her lips, kissing down his chest to the lower abs, all the while, undid his pants. It was to Lydia's surprise, that when she slid her fingers, and discovered his erection. Lydia knew that Vince liked her, hince that's why they were dating, but he never displayed any evidence of lustful affection, but this surprise didn't stop her from touching it. Lydia never thought that she would be doing this with a ghost, let alone royalty. She glanced to Vince...and still no reaction, just those dull bored eyes.
Lydia decided to move on to her most difficult yet curious task...She slid off her underwear, and opened on top of Vince, and of course, during all this she was a nervous wreak, but played it cool. She placed his him inside…and after the first initial puncture, the rest was somewhat easy, all she had to do was relax, and go with the flow...moving up and down. Lydia countinued this for a moment, and after a while...it felt good, and kept for more...she plunged on Vince, taking it deeper inside. She took his face in her hand, kissing his lips, and often wondered if her royal lover felt as good as she did...and wondered about his thoughts as she was doing this, then...Lydia felt a thick stickiness leaking, with his member still inside her. Lydia became curious and looked...there's the spill of his seed, mixed with her virgin blood, it was a fascinating sight, it brought me happiness and pleasure. When Lydia to gazed to her Prince...there was no reaction, no response, happiness to be found, just the same depressed expression, and bored dull eyes from before.
After that night, Lydia never talked about it, nor saw Vince again. In fact, she spent most of her Netherworld time avoiding him. Lydia was deeply embarrassed, after all…to her, she failed at the one thing that makes men happy.
**Flashback ends**
Now don't get me wrong, Diary...I never dismissed Prince Vince as my friend, I still think of him to this day, but I couldn't bring myself to face him. What made it most difficult, was that all my friends in the Netherworld knew I dated Vince, and would ask me about him. I never told Beej what happened that night, but I did tell him, that I didn't want to see Vince. When others asked about Vince and myself...I would make up something, quickly change the subject, or simply say an excuse to go home.
Adventures with Beej were always fun, some dangerous, we even saved each others, well...'lives' a couple of times, we were always running somewhere or away from something. I remember a time that I was in the Netherworld, and there was a 'Level Red' Sandworm outbreaks in the city...Iwatched as Beetlejuice pulled a prank on Mayor Maynot, then suddenly a giant Sandworm bust through the city streets. It screamed as another head came roaring out from its mouth, and it was so close to me. I tried to run, but I wasn't fast enough, so I quickly hurled my body to the ground, curled into a tight ball in front of the Sandworm's face, and shut my eyes and covering my ears as I awaited my doom...
**Flashback 2**
But then, there was a dead silence...and Lydia heard no screams from people orthe Sandworm. She uncovered her ears and opened her eyes, and there stood Beetlejuice. He was shaking, and appeared to be sweaty as he looked to his friend. "Are you ok, Lyds ?"
Lydia was surprised. Beetlejuice had saved her from a variety of things, but a Sandworm...shenever thought he would save me from a Sandworm, he hates Sandworms. It wasn't until then, that she started to feel sick, but then again...she was already sick, but not like this. Her blackout spells hit harder than before, her vision became a little blurry, and then she became so dehydrated, that she just fainted...When Lydia awakened, she was back in the Living Realm, laying on her bed.
Beetlejuice cared for Lydia until she could regain her strength. "Hey Babes." he said softly with concerned look.
She laid there weak, breathless, shaking, still trying to regain her strength. "Wha..what happened ?"
"You fainted, but I got cha…." then formed a face of concern. "Lyds, you look sick, are you ok ?" now holding her hand.
"I'm not sure...The truth is, I haven't been feeling well nowadays." Lydia replied.
Beetlejuice placed a damp cool rag on her forehead "I noticed. So...are you gonna see a Doctor ?"
Then Lydia's Dad called her from downstairs. Beetlejuice glanced at the bedroom door and sighed, then returned attention to his friend. "Are you're going to be ok, Babes ?"
"Yes Beej, I'll be ok." She said with a weak smile.
He floated in mid-air. "Hey, you go see a Doctor, let me know what's up...Later." then he vanished.
**Flashback Ended**
During dinner, I ate slowly with a thought…at first I didn't know nor thought of pregnancy. I thought I ate something that didn't agree with me, after all…Delia wasn't the best chief. I had a suspicion, but I had to be sure. When I returned to my bedroom, I looked through my calendar; it seemed like I didn't have a period, it's not like I paid attention, I hated having periods, but I always wrote when I started them. This strange feeling bothered me all night, I didn't sleep.
After School, I stopped at the Drug store, down aisle five is every personal female product a woman could ever need. I stood in front of the tampons but used my eyes to stare and think about another product; while standing there, I thought of something else….Winter Raven is a small town, everyone knows each other by name, which is nice, but people talk, and I didn't want to be the subject of conversation when buying a pregnancy test, so I left the store. I couldn't go to the Women's Clinic to take a pregnancy test, the receptionist knows my step-mother, they took art classes together. I didn't know what to do, I was trapped with no one to answer my questions; all I could do was wait, and let it slowly grow inside me.
I still visited Beej in the Netherworld, even during my first and second trimester of my pregnancy. I always wore black so that made it easy to cover up my stomach all the more. Beetlejuice and I were staring at the Twin Moons one night; he turned, gazing at me with those emerald green eyes " Hey Babes, you still look sick." He arched his body slightly away from me, looking at my figure "Gettin' a little plump there." He leaned back to me, staring deep with concern " So...Did you see a Doctor yet ?"
I looked away from him, facing the ground "Oh…it's just a little stomach trauma. The Doctor will-I'll be fine in a couple of months. I just have to take it easy on our adventures."
Beetlejuice held my hand "Ok Babes." leaning in closer to me "Lyds ?"
"Yeah." I answered, as he cupped his finger under my chin to lift up my face to his, our eyes locked "You know you can talk to me about anything, right ?" I was shocked, it was though he could read my mind, that he knew what was going on, but just wasn't sure.
"Oh Beej...I know, you're my best friend...no matter what." Lydia leaned against the chest of his jacket.
Beetle gave Lydia a hug. "You know it Babes."
