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Chapter Three

When she woke sun pressed against her thick curtains which had been drawn and her hair clung to her face were her tears had dried. She looked down, the clothes that had clung to her body last night had disappeared and she was left wearing a small black t-shirt. Had she dreamed it all, there was no evidence that he had really been there at all. No revealing clothing, no smashed mirror and no open windows. Only her tears gave away what might have happened. She looked at her bare walls, that wasn't right, where were her pictures. She looked at the scattered pieces of paper on the floor still spelling out "you're mine". A small squeak escaped her lips, he had been there.

She picked the pictures up and hid them under her bed. Opening her curtains she saw her dad outside watering flowers and Delia sculpting what looked like something the cat had hocked up.

She turned back to her room, she dressed in a small black top and grey jeans. She left her hair down and left her make up untouched. She wasn't trying to impress anyone today. She looked in the mirror quickly, and then something caught her eye, at her throat lay the beetle chocker. He had defiantly been there. She ran her finger over it lightly and smiled. The smile died on her lips. She hadn't put him back. She had simply told him to go away. She hadn't actually said his name three times.

She looked in the mirror wide eyed and said "Beetlejuice?"

A small crack appeared in the mirror then disappeared and left the image of the grubby ghost behind. He looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

"Calmed down then?" He laughed "Looking a little worse for wear aren't ya babes?" again he laughed but it wasn't cruel.

She smiled at him "Not looking so good yourself Casanova!" her turn to laugh as he pointed to himself making and mouthed "moi!"

"I think I look pretty charming actually Lyds" He ran a hand through his mossy yellow hair and winked at her making her laugh again. Why was he being nice today?

"So how come you are being a little nicer today rather then last night?"

He looked shocked "Me nice HA! Nah don't be silly babes I was just teasing ya last night."

She looked at him, really looked at him and noticed his eyes were emerald green and she found herself lost in them, that was of course until he disappeared. He appeared behind her and she jumped. Making him laugh.

"So jumpy Lyds" he placed his cold hands on her shoulders massaging gently "You need to relax" his voice had softened, although it still held his natural growl it was softer more sensual. She closed her eyes feeling her muscles relax ever so slightly. His hands went lower down her arms still massaging. She felt a softness at her throat. Then at the base of her neck, was, was he kissing her!? She turned around sharply.

"Did you just kiss me?" she breathed.

"No, me? Never, wouldn't dream of it, maybe gave it a thought, possibly, yes, almost defiantly" He smiled at her and she laughed.

"Well take it easy there Beej just cause I summoned you back doesn't mean I'm letting you into my panties." She laughed as a pair of black spider webbed pants was all he wore. She had to admit he looked pretty good, pretty funny but good nonetheless.

"Beej not being funny but they look better on me"

He growled at her "Fucking tease" with that he disappeared. Leaving her laughing this time rather then him and leaving him in a foul mood rather then her.

She almost floated down the stairs after that morning greeting. She popped some bread in the toaster and sat at the table and flicked through a magazine, showing very toned very tanned men. She closed it and sat and thought of the man who had just been almost naked in her room. He wasn't toned and he couldn't be any further from tanned if he tried. Actually considering whom she was thinking about it probably was possible. The thought of a toned and tanned Beetlejuice made her laugh out loud.

"What you laughing at honey?" She looked across the table to see Barbara smiling at her.

"Oh, nothing just thinking about someone" oh no she had someone instead of something. So here begins the interrogation.

"Ooo, who? A boy?" Barbara's smile widened. Making Lydia's disappear.

"Um, yeah Barbara a guy but it's not like that I was just thinking about something he did"

"Well if he is on your mind maybe you should think a little more about why he is there." She smiled as she left the table.

Lydia had thought that if Barbara knew who the guy was she wouldn't have given those words of advice. They would have been more like "RUN FOR THE HILLS AND TAKE THIS HOLY WATER" if she had known it was Beetlejuice. Lydia laughed again at the thought of someone trying to fend him off with holy water and a crucifix.

Barbara was right though why was Beetlejuice in her thoughts so much. Maybe it was because she still felt guilty, maybe because she had seen him this morning, maybe it was another reason.

The toaster popped making Lydia fall back off her chair and she heard a distant cackle and she joined that cackle with her own joyful laughter.

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