Hey, Miss Murder Can I?
Chapter 2: The Ghost with the Most
Beetlejuice frowned as he looked down at Amber. She was limp in his arms, pale and she had fresh blood dribbling out of her side. He gently shook her, trying to wake her. Her head rolled to the side, her gentle breathing staggering for a moment. 'She's losing blood fast.' Beetlejuice started to panic, holding her bridal style so she wouldn't lose any more blood. "Dammit Jauqes! Open this door!" He screamed, kicking the door to the run down roadhouse open. Jauqes was glaring at him; he had just gotten to the door when it had flung open and whacked him, causing him to crash onto the floor in a jumbled heap. "Pull yourself together, bonehead! She's bleeding!" Beetlejuice was already at the door to his room, being careful not to hurt Amber.
She only groaned in response, clutching her side unconciously. "Who is she? That's not Lydia." Jauqes looked over the poltergiests' shoulder, only to recieve a nasty glare. "I know that! The problem is that she's bleeding and...Wait! Why didn't I think of it before!" Beetlejuice laid her down in the coffin shaped bed, rolling up her dirty shirt to reveal her wound gushing blood and a dark yellow pus. "Sacre bue! Her wound is infected very badly! We have to take her to a doctor!" Jauqes cried out, rushing out of the room. Beetlejuice shook his head, leaning down to the wound. He started breathing out a light green mist over the bloody cut, watching as the skin stitched itself back together.
'That worked, but she's going to be out of it for a while.'
He thought, sitting next to her unconcious body. Beetlejuice felt for her hand, grasping it gently. He wasn't going to let the girl think she was alone. 'Still, that was a cut was pretty fresh.' Beetlejuice looked down at her, a strange feeling of ease overcoming him. 'Her aunt must be one mean lady to do that to her.'
The darkness never seemed to end, even as I opened my eyes. When it did, I awoke to someone snoring lightly in my ear. 'Wait...snoring?' I jumped, moving away from the other body. I reached so despertly for a light, anything to tell me who was clinging to me, but I couldn't find anything. I gave up; The snoring wasn't that annoying. And whoever was cuddling with me couldn't be that bad. The snoring stopped, causing me to look down. "Morning toots. Hope you enjoyed your little nap, cause I sure did."
Oh. My. God.
"Pervert!" I screamed, slamming his face with my elbow. His head started to spin, causing me to scream once again. He stopped his head, then grinned at me. "Sorry about that. Happens every time." I backed away, unfortunately not noticing how narrow the bed was.
CRASH! BAM!
"OWIE! That hurt!" I shouted, rubbing my now sore bum. The light flickered on, revealing a very concerned and rather messy guy, who was looking me over. "You okay toots? Nothing broken?" I nodded hastily, watching as that grin returned. "Good." I glanced at him, meeting his toxic green eyes with caution. "So, um, you're ...Beetlejuice?" His grin shrunk to a smirk. "Yep. That's my name. And I believe it's Amber, right?" He got closer to me; I noticed that he was floating above the floor, but just enough that his feet weren't touching the ground. "Um, y-yeah. Where am I?" I asked, edging towards the door. "Well, this is BJ'S Roadhouse. And you are in my room. But I call it home. Kindof creepy isn't it?" Beetlejuices' arm snaked around my shoulder.
"Well, tell you the truth, it is. Now, I've got to get going before my aunt finds me gone." I slipped from his grasp and made a run for the door. "Now, hold on toots. You're not leaving just yet, are you?" He stood in between me and the only way out. I groaned, covering my eyes with my palm. 'This isn't happening!' I thought, peering through my fingers. "Hello, anyone home?" He knocked on my head.
I screamed, feeling my legs go numb. Beetlejuice caught me before I collapsed, muttering something under his breath. "Well, babes, you still haven't quite healed yet. It'll take a few more hours or so for your gut to completely close up." I blinked, then rolled up my shirt. The cut was gone, almost as if it had never been there. I looked up at him, a silent tear rolling down my dirty face. "Thank you. Thank you for saving me." I felt more hot tears well up in my eyes, some making little tracks down my face. "Hey, no need to cry. You can stay here as long as you like. You won't have to worry about that horrible aunt of yours." Beetlejuice smiled at me, laying me down on the coffin-shaped bed once again.
I felt darkness cover me once again, like a warm, comforting blanket. I felt beetlejuice crawl in next to me, pulling me to him. "Don't worry babes. Your aunt will never find you here. If she does, I'll scare the pants off her." He muttered, pulling the green blanket over us. I sighed, finally drifting into the darkness that surrounded me.
'My life will never be the same ever again.'
I know it's short, but I had to come up with something at the last minute. Though the next chapter will be about how Amber lost her parents and how she ended up with her aunt. And I hope this chapter was just as good as the last!