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His World and Reality

Lydia stared at the ground as she walked. She watched her right foot take a step then her left, then her right. This is ridiculous. Lydia turned around.

"Beetle-"He wasn't there. Lydia looked around. I could of sworn he was just right behind me. Lydia had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. Crap. Lydia continued walking down the path. An occasionally jogger or skater would pass by. The birds were twittering and the laughter of children could be heard from somewhere in the park. The wind played with Lydia's hair as it blew by. Lydia slowly began to relax. She turned off the path and sat down at the bottom of a great oak tree. Lydia closed her eyes and just listened to sounds of the city.

It took Lydia a minute to realize that something was different. She waited. The birds had stopped singing and the children had stopped laughing. She strained to hear any sign of life, then something wrapped around her ankle. Lydia opened one eye to see what it was. She gasped, her scream trapped in her throat. A skeleton hand had wrapped it's boney fingers around her ankle. Lydia tried to pull her foot free. Another hand shot up from the ground and grabbed her other ankle.

"Let me go!"Lydia cried. She tried to get up but tripped and fell. More hands shot up from the ground and grabbed her wrists while others began to pull the rest of themselves out of the ground. Lydia wriggled and squirmed. Her scream had finally managed to let itself out.

Skulls were beginning to pop up. Their eyes were black pits with black ooze dripping out of them as if they were crying. They pulled themselves toward Lydia.

"Someone help m-"a fleshy hand covered Lydia's mouth. It was cold and rough. Lydia's eyes followed along up the arm which all looked normal till the wind blew the shredded sleeve to reveal rotted skin all up the arm and shoulder. Tears poured down Lydia's face. The skeletons were advancing on her and she couldn't move. As one leaned down Lydia squeezed her eyes shut waiting for whatever happened next. Nothing.

Lydia opened her eyes and she was back sitting under the oak tree. Lydia took a deep breath. It hadn't really happened. She looked down at her ankles. Bruises were beginning to form. A chuckle came from behind the tree. Lydia's heart skipped a beat. Of course it was him, messing with her dreams again. It bothered Lydia that she had fallen asleep out somewhere where it left her completely vulnerable. Lydia didn't bother to move. Beetlejuice whipped around the tree and stopped in front of Lydia.

"Did you have a nice nap babes?" He grinned devilishly. Lydia scoffed. She didn't want to look at his face so she stared at his black boots. Then gradually stood up avoiding his gaze.

"Beetl-," his hand covered her mouth.

"Let's not shall we." His eyes caught hers and held them. Why? How? Why did he look at her the way he did? How did he keep her locked in those deep green eyes? They were so mesmerizing.

Lydia's breath made his hands tingle. Slowly Beetlejuice pulled his hand away from her mouth wanting to get as much out of it he could. The heat she gave him every time he touched her only last for a short time. He clenched his hand into a fist and then let it fall to his side. Lydia closed her mouth, and bit her bottom lip. Beetlejuice stared at her face. He felt something when he looked at her. He felt strange. It confused him. Beetlejuice decided that it was just the thrill from scaring her.

"Well I'll be seeing ya babes. Places to go, people to scare." Beetlejuice straightened out his jacket and was about to worm hole out of there when Lydia grabbed his arm.

"You're not going anywhere. I am most certainly not going to let you go out terrorizing people." Lydia didn't know where this outburst was coming from. She just hoped it would be enough get Beetlejuice from leaving. "We are going back to my apartment and we are going to settle this whole thing out."

"Inviting me back to your place babes, I thought you would never ask." He

linked his arm around hers and began to walk back to her apartment. Beetlejuice smirked, she was just too easy.

Lydia's confidence right out the window, and left her being dragged by what would soon be the end of her. She stared wide eyed at Beetlejuice. This was not going as she wanted. Course this was Beetlejuice she was talking about, nothing ever went right when he was around. Lydia let him drag her home. At least they would be out of public eyes.