How Ch. 14

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Lydia's POV:

I woke up to the beeping of my alarm clock, and blindly reached for the annoying object, until I turned it off. It took me a minute to remember what happened, or should I say almost happened last night.

I quickly pushed my thoughts to the side, as I showered and got dressed.

I grabbed my purse and shoes before slowly opening my bedroom door.

I expected Beetlejuice on the other side, with a glare on his face, waiting for answers. What I saw was the complete opposite.

There he was, asleep, with his back up against the wall sitting right outside my door.

He didn't wake up, just snored ever so quietly, even as I stepped over his legs and crouched beside him.

He had fallen asleep waiting for me, worrying about me…

Guilt washed over me.

I softly kissed his cheek, "I'm sorry" I whispered.

I grabbed a throw blanket from the couch, and gently draped it over him, a sign that I was leaving but would be back. With that I left for work.

Nervousness ran through me as I focused on the engagement ring that now adorned my ring finger, as I clutched my cup of coffee.

"Ms. Deetz"

"Ms. Deetz!" The cab drivers gruff voice snapped me out of my daze.

"Yes?"

"We're here"

"Oh, Thank you" I quickly paid him and ran inside and up to my office.

I dropped my purse and coat on an extra chair, as I read the message that I missed the day before.

Just then I caught a glimpse of my desk chair swiveling around, out of the corner of my eye.

"There's my girl." My heart sank.

I looked up to see Dylan smiling, making his way over to me. His brown hair perfectly combed, and his suit pressed to perfection.

"Dylan" I said as his blue eyes met my brown ones. I forced a smile. "What are you doing here?"

"Can't I just stop by and see my beautiful fiancée?" He took my hand in both of his, and kissed it.

"Of course, I just…It's a surprise"

He smiled, and closed my office door.

My heart stopped.

"So, how is the campaign going?"

"Pretty good"

"Good" I smiled. He leaned in for a kiss, and as he pulled away grabbed the back of my head, yanking my hair. He forced me to look at him, and I let out a soft yelp of pain.

"I'm just going to come out and ask you okay?"

I slowly nodded, wincing as his grip tightened.

"Are you cheating on me?" He snarled.

"Uh-uh" I shook my head, and swallowed the tears that started to form.

"'Aw, come on Lydia, you know I don't like liars." He squinted yanking my head back tighter "And you know what happens to people who lie to me, right?"

I remembered when one of Dylan's business partners, Bobby, had some sort of scandal last year that he didn't tell Dylan about, and it was all over the news in a matter of hours.

Dylan made a few calls, and by the time we woke up the next morning, Bobby's family was already planning his funeral.

Dylan had it made to look like an accident.

I nodded as best I could.

This made his eyes gleam and he smiled "And why don't you lie to me Lydia?"

There was a threatening tone in his voice.

My breath hitched as images of Beetlejuice from last night came to my mind.

"Why don't you lie to me?" He growled in a hushed yell.

"Because I love you" I said plastering a smiling on my tear streaked face.

He let me go roughly, and kissed me "Good Girl" He smiled, wiping my tears away.

He opened the door, and kissed me once, and pulling me into a hug.

"I have eyes everywhere." He whispered before letting go, and heading towards the door. "Always remember that." He winked "Love you"

"Love you too" I said and all the people outside my office door, sighed smiling as they watched our 'display of love' from their cubicles.

You and Beej need to get out of New York and to Winter River tonight! The stronger, wiser, Lydia deep inside me screamed.

I forced myself to act normal.

I got through what seemed to be the longest day ever, and composed myself until I got into the Taxi leading back to the apartment.

Money

I had money that I had withdrawn from my account months ago, before the accident, and hidden in a shoe box in my closet, in case I had to run away, with the baby.

Baby

That was another subject entirely. I had to think of a plan.

I would tell Beej as soon as I got home, that we absolutely had to leave to go back to Connecticut tonight.

I'd buy plane tickets under an anonymous name, if I had to so that Dylan couldn't track me.

I'll explain everything to Beej on the plane, and everything will be fine. I reassured myself.

I quickly paid for the cab, and ran into the apartment lobby, and to the front desk.

I could get Henry to book the airplane tickets while I gathered Beej and a few things.

A brunette girl no older than twenty came to the desk smacking a piece of gum.

"Can I help you?"

"Uh, yes can I speak to Henry please?"

"Henry? He's not here"

"Where is he?"

"He got let go this morning."

"What?"

She rolled her eyes "He doesn't work here anymore!" she said louder as if I hadn't heard her.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, somethin' with management or whatever. So, since he ain't her can I help you with anything?"

"No, thank you"

Dylan was behind this, somehow. I didn't know how right now, but he had to have someone watching my every move.

I ran to the elevator, and to my door, trying to get my hands to stop shaking long enough for me to unlock it.

It finally flung open "Beej! I'm…"

He was sitting on the couch, reading so sort of paper.

"Hey" his face lit up as he looked up at me. This wasn't what I was expecting at all. I thought he would surely be at least a little angry about my leaving without talking about last night.

His face quickly changed to concern "What wrong?"

"Nothing…" I tried to slow my breathing "what's that?"

He didn't answer just took one of my hands in his, and looked back up at me. "Doesn't seem like nothing…"

My hands were obviously shaking in his, but he gripped them until the stopped.

"Really bad day at work" I said looking down

"You gunna tell me about it or what?"

"No, it's okay, but I asked you about that first" I let go of his hand and tried to grab the letter, which he held behind his back, and blindsided me with a kiss.

His free hand found its way into my hair, and tried to pull me closer, but I pulled away.

"That's not fair" I frowned

He chuckled, his signature smirk adorning his face.

"Beej, tell me"

He didn't say anything just ran his fingers through my long hair…

I did a double take and my hair was suddenly long past my shoulders, when it barley reached my jaw only a second ago.

"How did you do that?"

He just laughed that maniacal laugh and I noticed his eyes weren't the olive muddy green they had been the past few days, but the glowing green that I loved.

"You got your 'Juice' back?"

He handed me the letter.

B,

You've been granted your powers back from the courts. Don't you dare get in any trouble.

You owe me big time for this. Give my best to Lydia.

Juno

"It got here just before you walked in the door" He smile

"I'm so happy for you" I smiled hugging him, and he picked me up spinning in a circle.

"For us Babes, we'll go home, and get the hell out here and never look back" He was beaming with pride.

I took his face in my hands, smiling. I had never seen him this happy, and it made my heart skip a beat.

"No more shitty jobs, okay? I'm gunna spoil you like nobody's business, anything you can think up in that pretty lil' head of yours"

I kissed him this time, finally this was all going away, my nightmare was over.

That thought alone, made butterflies erupt in my stomach.

I pulled away smiling, and resting my forehead against his. "I have to go grab a few things, and we'll go." I stepped down out of his arms, and headed towards my room.

"Whoa, hold on" He caught my hand "I told you about the letter, you have to tell me what happened at work."

"I told you it's nothing, its okay"

"Lyds, It's not nothing, you were pale. Paler than normal, I know something's up."

"I'll talk about it once we get home."

He followed me and watched me skeptically as I packed a few things.

Just then the doorbell rang, and Beej went to answer it.

"Beej, don't … Just ignore it." I followed right behind him. We didn't need to worry about photos from the office if we were about to leave.

" I ordered take out." He said as I followed right behind him

He opened the door just as the bell rang again, and we were greeted by a blonde haired girl with a huge smile on her face.

"Ali?" I asked

"Lydia!" She beamed.

She walked through Beej, and hugged me. This was a sign that his powers really were back, because she couldn't see him.

"Were you talking to somebody?"

"Oh…." I looked over her shoulder at Beetlejuice who looked at me in confusion. "Um…I was on the phone. What are you doing here? I thought you were still in Massachusetts, in school."

"Yeah well when I heard the big news from Mom, I jumped on the first plane here!"

She was bursting at the seams with joy.

My world skidded to a stop, she couldn't talk about the wedding now. Everything was going amazingly well, until now.

"So…Can I see it?" She asked and I was brought back from my thoughts to the real world.

"See What?" Beej asked sitting down on of the kitchen bar stool behind her, obviously knowing she couldn't hear him. I could feel him watching me as I looked back at the girl in front of me.

"See What?" I repeated

"The ring, Silly" She caught my left hand and pulled it closer to her.

I mentally cursed myself for forgetting to take it off.

"What ring?" Beej asked and I looked up at him. Guilt was written all over my face, I knew it.

"Ah! It's gorgeous!" Ali, short for Alice, pulled me to her once more in a tight hug. "I can't believe you guys are engaged. We're going to be sisters!"

The look that found its way to Beej's face tore me apart. He looked devastated, like the rug had been pulled out from under him.

He quickly masked it with anger and disappeared.

If it wasn't for the fact that I could feel his presence again, I would've panicked.

"Lydia? Are you okay?"

"Yeah,why?"

"You look like you just saw a ghost." She laughed. "I got a little list together for you, she said pulling a small notebook from her purse.

"We need a caterer, band, color scheme, venue. Oh my goodness, I almost forgot Mom got you a dress fitting at the most requested bridal store in New York. She's friends with the manager, and they bumped you to the top of the list, that's the day after tomorrow. It's good that someone canceled because you wouldn't have been able to get in again until after Valentine's Day."

The room suddenly got darker from the ominous clouds forming outside.

"Ali" I said stopping her rambling "I know you're excited" I put on my best smile "But now isn't really a good time…"

"Oh, I didn't even think about that I'm so sorry" She apologized "I should've called first"

"Well I have deadlines for some pictures tomorrow and I have to get back to editing them."

"Okay, I really sorry but I'll see you Saturday for your fitting okay?" She smiled hugging me, and heading towards the door. "Was it supposed to rain today?" she asked looking out the window.

"I'll see you later" I said ignoring her and closed the door behind her, pressing my forehead to it as it closed.

I knew he was behind me, as the sound of rumbling thunder got louder outside, and the world outside my windows became almost pitch black.

Say Something my heart told me.

"I didn't want you to find out like that…"

"You're Engaged" He spat

I turned around and his appearance was the epitome of anger.

His hair standing even more on end, eyes glowing green in the dark, fist clenched.

"You're engaged!" He yelled and lightning struck extremely close to the window.

I opened my mouth but couldn't find the words I needed to say.

"When were you gunna tell me?" He asked eyebrows furrowing "Or were you gunna tell me?"

"I was gunna tell you" I said my voice sounding like a whisper.

" Oh Really? And then what? Me and Prince Charming fight for the privilege of your hand in marriage." His voice didn't even sound like it belonged to him; it was dark, gruff, scary.

"No, I…"

"What? There was obviously something for you to hide, cause I haven't seen that rock on your finger 'til today."

"I was going to tell you when we got home!" I yelled standing my ground.

He laughed manically, and in a flash appeared in front of me "Till' we got home? Listen Sweetheart, we don't have a home together anymore okay?" He seethed.

"Don't do this…"

"Do what?" I jumped as thunder boomed outside, and broke my window. Tornado like wind roared in through the broken window, whipping my now long hair around, making it almost impossible for me to see.

"You and Lizzie have a lot more in common than I thought"

It took me a minute to figure out who he was talking about. I was not like Elizabeth, at all.

"It's not like that. Just let me explain!" I begged, tears stinging my eyes.

"Explain? I've been trying to get you to explain all week!"

And suddenly it wasn't his voice coming from his mouth, but mine. The voice of a younger upset me…"I'm your wife now…Beej, I care about you..." He said and my mind took me back to that day on the balcony in Winter River. "I would never do what she did. I would never do that to you…"

His face didn't even begin to match the words he said.

"You remember that now don't cha, Lyds?" his face formed an evil smile.

Glass from picture frames and vases I had whipped around and nicked at my skin, one slicing the skin on my leg. I dropped to my knees holding it to stop the bleeding.

"Beej, Stop!" I yelled up at him.

He didn't stop just watched me with a wicked smirk.

"Beetlejuice!"

And before I knew it everything stopped flying around the apartment stopped in midair, like the room had been put on pause.

He was in my face our noses inches apart and a rough hand over my mouth.

"Uh, uh, uh! No, Mam" He laughed "No more 'B' words"

"We're over got it?" He spat "You're gunna go marry Prince Whatshisname and I'm gone! I'll get Juno to pull the proper paperwork, and those big guys with cameras'll come and erase me, and everything you thought we had from your pretty little head, like it never happened."

"And don't you even think about callin' me again okay?" He stood up, and glared at me "You're dead to me" He spat and disappeared everything falling to the floor, and the sun slowly trying to come out, outside.

I felt like he had taken a piece of me with him, like I was empty.

"No!" I got up wincing, as I walked on carpet filled with broken glass. "Beej!" I yelled the most blood curdling scream I could.

He couldn't leave me, I needed him. I started to hyperventilate, and sank to sit on the couch.

"Beej" I cried. Tears that I had tried to swallow started to overflow, and blur my vision.

I felt pain, so much pain. So much pain that I was numb, as I curled my knees to my chest and cried until, I couldn't cry anymore.

I needed him, how had this gone so horribly wrong. Freedom from Dylan had been so close I could taste it, and now I had lost the one thing, the one person I had been fighting this long for.

*** Uh, Oh. What is Lydia going to do without Beej , and how will he take being betrayed? Stay tuned and find out! Oh! And please review! ***