Eating Candy

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"Who is she?!" Eyes narrowed, and voice lowered, Lydia cornered her ghostly lover in one of the dark hallways of the Roadhouse.

Adjusting his tie, he gulped down before answering.

"There's no one except you babes! I swear it on my afterlife!" Lifting one hand up, it was an attempt to show that his declaration was true, but it was to no avail. Her full chest rose and fell, marking her boiling anger that coursed through her veins.

"Just… Just stop with the lies! Ever since Halloween you've been too busy for me. Then both Jacques and Ginger tell me that they've been hearing a woman's voice in your room?! What else am I supposed to believe." Planting her foot down, she slapped her hands onto her hips. Her mind was racing while critically analyzing every single bit of his body language that she could.

This could be it. She didn't want to believe that he would do this to her but what honestly made her different from anyone else?!

"Lyds you just gotta believe me!" He protested while moving forward to grip her shoulders reassuringly.

Shirking his hands off, she took a step back to stare at something behind him. Quickly following suit, he turned to see what exactly it could be that she was now looking at.

"So, if there's no one… then you wouldn't mind if I inspect your room right now." Bruskly pushing him out of the way she marched over to his closed bedroom door. Zipping in front of her, he pressed his body against the door.

"UH! NO! It's a mess, and who knows what sort of contagious germs have been brewing in there! It smells to hell and…" His averted eyes did not see the growing look of anger on her face as he continued to ramble on.

A quick yank was all that it took to get him away from the old wooden door and with a loud creak, his room was now hers.

Taking a brisk step in, Lydia immediately started her sleuthing while from behind her Beetlejuice still protested and proclaimed his innocence. Pulling on her arm, he couldn't halt her or her determination to get to the bottom of this BS that she had been through.

It was then that she saw it and her heart sank. At her feet was a red silk scarf. It wasn't hers and nor did she recognize it and so with shaky hands she lifted up the evidence. With tears forming in her eyes she finally turned to face him.

"Babes, that is totally yours. I ain't foolin' around on ya!" Yanking the scarf from her, he pleaded with all that was in him, but it didn't stop the pain within her.

"I think… I think we are done Beej. There's a lot I tolerate but.. cheating… cheating on me…" Her voice cracked, and she couldn't continue. She needed to leave, to run, and get as far away from him as possible!

Instead, his arms wrapped around her in a hug and held her tightly. With this form of affection, he was making damn sure that she wasn't going anywhere right now.

"Alright. The truth. You want it, you can have it, and I ain't hidin' it from you any longer. I was just hoping to fix everything before you found out. I wasn't sure what sorta repercussions woulda happened if you two woulda met. I didn't want either of you to have something bad happen if ya did… but if keepin' her from you means losin' you… I just won't have that." His gentle voice wrapped her heart with it's embrace, but still this was absolute confirmation of all of her suspicions. How could he have done this to her?! She had been absolutely loyal. She had given him everything!

"Ya might as well come out now…" He spoke out to the seemingly empty room.

Lydia watched as the curtain by his bed began to move and then a darkened figure slowly stepped forward out of the shadows.

Her eyes grew as wide as saucers when the mystery woman was finally revealed. She wanted to run away but her legs had another idea as they gave out on her. Supporting herself up off of the dusty floor her eyes did not leave the other girls gaze. She wanted to freak out but most of all… she needed answers now.

"Uh, hi!" Lydia weakly waved and nibbled on her lip.

She could have nearly gotten whiplash for how she kept looking to Beetlejuice and back to her repeatedly. Finally, Lydia lifted herself back up with as much grace as a newborn giraffe. Taking a deep breath, she clumsily stepped forward to grab the bedpost for support before she finally spoke again.

"What… how? WHY?" she sputtered out.

The other girl grabbed Beetlejuice's hand and he looked to her with loving eyes. It was clear that she was just as scared and nervous as she was.

"Ya remember that Neitherworld candy you had? Wait, maybe you wouldn't. You did pass out afterwards. Well, uh, apparently, it's enchanted and affects only mortals. I swear I didn't know anythin' about it. She suddenly showed up then and uh, the rest is well… as you see it." BJ was prostrated by his guilt, but still he pulled the other girl tighter to keep her from getting as upset too.

Reaching out her hand, Lydia offered it to the girl. This couldn't be real!

With a gentle push from Beetlejuice she moved forward and accepted Lydia's hand.

"I was hoping to fix this, but I told you I wasn't lyin'. There's been no one else but you." He cleared his throat and watched as Lydia embraced her younger self.

"Sorry, I never expected this either. I'm sure you've been so upset. I know I would be, well obviously I would be since you're me and I'm you. Oh gods, you know what I mean. I never expected that I would become so beautiful. It's no wonder Beej fell head over heels with you… erm me. You're all he ever talks about and I can't believe how lucky I am." Lydia the younger, began to pet her older counterparts long raven hair in an attempt to still the tears on her smiling face.

With a sniffle Lydia kissed her own forehead. "So, what happens now?"

"Well, the enchantment isn't supposed to last much longer… so I guess it's whatever my girls want." BJ shrugged while a happy but bittersweet smile grew on his face.

In unison both girls pulled him into a hug while Lydia the older began to apologize while decorating him with small kisses. He was only looking out for her after all.