A/N: sorry…. I know it took forever to get this up but there's a lot going on! sad exams are done. So that took a large chunk of my time this week. Had a date last Sunday with my girl Jade! Hi baby!! And cry I'm moving to Winnipeg so that's /very/ emotional and time consuming for me.
Kay…so again, I'm sorry it took this long to update but….yeah there's a lot of stuff to do. But now that it is summer vacation; this story is my number one free time priority! Hope you like this chapter! Bye for now!
Disclaimer (again): For those who have forgotten I don't own Beetlejuice or the brilliant Tim Burton. Damn it.
R: M (beware the excessive swearing!)
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Chapter Nine: Little Miss Brown Eyes
(a.k.a: the chapter of plot holes and an attempt to follow the movie's story line and failing badly )
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She coughed roughly, eyes remaining closed as her arms stretched out above her head. Her bed was soft and warm; her room was dark and quiet. Lydia rolled over; the unhappy frown she had grown to use every day was plain on her face. Her lips puckered as she looked at the empty side of her large bed. Her arms which were sprawled out above her head sunk back under her sheets. They curled around her body as she had a sudden shiver. Lydia sighed; the staleness of her breath dragging passed her teeth making them feel coated with fuzz. Her bed felt too big…too empty for just her. She buried her now sad face into the pillow which held her head, pulling the sheets around her tightly, suddenly cold.
Her day had started off normally:
She got up, late
Didn't eat breakfast
Was late for school
Was late to come home from school because of a detention
And went to bed early, not finishing her homework for the day to follow
She had thought about death, killing herself so she didn't have to wait, but if it meant ending up in hell for a couple thousand years like Barbra and Adam had told her, she changed her mind pretty quickly.
Barbra…Adam…
They were long gone. They had been exercised three years ago. She remembered having to sit and watch as her only friends slowly crumble before her, turn to dust and vanish… Tears began to soak her pillow case. These tears came easy to her. Almost every night since then Lydia had cried until she was too exhausted to stay awake. As pitiful as it was, this was how she was living her life. Not all alive, but not quite dead enough for it to be true.
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"Beetlejuice, you have been called before this court for the last time."
Beetlejuice looked up at the row of hooded judges, then over at the skeleton jury. He didn't like his odds. He stood in a spotlight admitting from somewhere above him. Bowing his head Beetlejuice fisted the breaking wood podium in front of him for support, his scraggly hair falling over his eyes, hiding his shame and sadness. At this point he couldn't careless about what happened to him….all he cared about was Lydia. What would happen to her? Did she remember him? Did she know who he was anymore? How was she now? Was she alright? Question, so many question ran though his head. Too many, there were too many to count. He couldn't stand not knowing the answers. Too many question, no answers. He wanted answers. The judges were talking, but Beetlejuice never heard a single word they said. Beetlejuice's arms shook, his hands gripping the wood of the podium harder.
"Beetlejuice!" He looked up through his hair, his eyes no longer sad, but angry. Angry filled him now, nothing but anger. "We sentence you to afterlife in the mirror realm." The judge's gavel hit the wood, the loud crack erupting though the empty blackness of the courtroom. Wind picked up whipping around everything. Beetlejuice ripped his hands away from the podium, pieces of wood chipping off under his fingernails, paint curling around the indents and scratches he had made.
Fisted and splintered, his hands dropped to his sides...
Around him the courtroom vanished leaving him standing in the dark, alone, to await his sentence.
"Well done Beetlejuice," said a wheezy old voice from behind. Beetlejuice spun around, furry burning in his eyes.
"YOU SHIT!" Beetlejuice screamed at Juno, her old wrinkled face glaring back at him. "GOD I'D…." He growled and grabbed at his yellow hair, his eyes blazing a vibrant green in the darkness.
"You'd what?" She asked flicking ash from her cigarette.
"It doesn't matter." He stammered, letting go of his hair.
"Oh really?-" "Go away!" He bellowed at the old hag. "Just leave me the fuck alone for once. Do me that would ya? Go fuck yourself somewhere else and leave me alone!"
"What were you expecting Beetlejuice? Hmm? Did you think that this would all work out the way you planed? You'd get some happily-ever-after or some kind of shit like that?"
Beetlejuice lowered his head. What did he expect? How did he not see this coming? In retrospect he had this planned out in his head, but everything went gone along the time of developing microscopic traces of feelings for a breather. She was a shy, scared, gullible little breather… but she was his. Beetlejuice sighed out a long deep breathe and silently admitted defeat. Lydia. Lydia was all his or rather, she was his. Slowly he raised his head back up to look a Juno. He was scared to ask, but the question was burning into his brain.
"Is lyd-….what happened to the girl?" He said softly.
"Do you really care?" Juno said. She put her cigarette to her cracked old lips and walked passed Beetlejuice, her high heels managing to make annoying clicks on the invisible floor under their feet. Beetlejuice stayed quiet, he didn't even look in her direction. "Well if you must know, she doesn't remember you." Juno's voice was calm and unemotional and she could still sense how deeply her words had cut in to the man behind her. Slowly Juno turned and flicked her cigarette away. "We made it so no one remembers ever meeting you. Basically, we removed you from their history and made it like you never wormed your way into their lives."
"Seems like a lot of work over one little mistake on my end." Beetlejuice's eyes stared at his feet; a single bead of sweat ran down his brow. In his mind he screamed and cursed the witch a few feet away from him.
"It had to be done. Couldn't take the change of you being called back now could we? Not that it's a problem now since none of them know you ever existed."
Beetlejuice scrunch his eyebrows. "But….if I never was there those other two dead guys would have been exercised by the fat dude…wouldn't they?" He asked in confusion. They over looked his good deed…his only good deed?
"Unfortunately, yes." Juno nodded.
"This is stupid." Beetlejuice was frustrated to no end. His teeth clenched and his fisted tightened till his knuckles turned a bone white under his grey skin. It was the honest truth; he didn't care about the Maitlands or whatever their names were. The only one he "cared" about, besides himself, was Lydia. As odd to him as it was, and it was way up there on the impossible scale, he cared about her. It was unimaginable, unbelievable, and rather incredible. Beetlejuice strained to keep his anger under control. Grinding his teeth he looked over at Juno, aching to say something, anything. He said nothing. Other he held his tongue or he'd give away every feeling he had in him.
"Beetlejuice, we did this for the good of everyone. No one can ever call you out anymore if they don't know your name. You're sentence begins now." Juno turned away from him and started to walk away into the dark nothingness ahead of them.
"Wait!" Beetlejuice tried to yell trying to sound angry but his voice came out sheepish, dead, and hurt. It sounded so weak to him and he cursed himself for even opening his mouth. Juno stopped walking but did not turn to face Beetlejuice. She stood a ways off from him, still, waiting for him to say or do something. Swallowing hard Beetlejuice stood his ground and demanded an answer. "Where is Lydia?"
"Don't worry; she's safe and sound at home with her parents. Why? Do you miss her already?" Juno snorted cocking her neck to look back over her shoulder.
"Don't mock me ya old bat!"
Juno straightened her blazer and walked on. A few moments of though passed her before she stopped again. She sighed heavily, rolled her eyes, and turned back around to look a Beetlejuice who remained staring at the ground aimlessly.
"This is bull…" She said slowly. "Turn around." Beetlejuice raised an eyebrow and paused. He blinked a couple of times before facing the other direction. What lay before him made Beetlejuice almost want to kill himself and die a slow death, again. Juno smirked and disappeared in her usual gloomy smoke effects. Beetlejuice couldn't believe that he was now looking through the mirror in Lydia's bedroom.
The dim room was clean, for a teenager that is. The heavy dark curtains were pulled shut. The indication of night time filled the room. In the bed, asleep, was a familiar face; a pale beautiful face, Lydia's face. It was slightly covered by her blankets and her hair but Beetlejuice could see her closed eyes, her small nose, and her full upper lip. The covers on her bed rose and fell with her slow intakes of breath. The frame in front of him held his beautiful desire. Beyond this glass was his only angel, the only gift ever given to him. Beetlejuice's emotions felt like a snow storm was forming inside of him, cold and icy, and all racing around in different direction touching every part of his body. His dead heart ached for the form placed before him. This was torture, to see what he wanted but unable to touch, to hear, to kiss. Beetlejuice brushed the mirror with his knuckles, the cold glass relaxing him. He sighed loudly.
"The devil must be female." Beetlejuice breathed against the glass, condensation forming in small clouds. "Only a woman could be this cruel."
He held his breath. Looked over at Lydia, Beetlejuice paused, his lifeless heart pounded in his ears like a drum. "Lydia..." It came as a whisper. His voice was shaking, his mind raced. Gulping hard be flattened his palms against the glass. "Lydia." He said again, this time in a calm and normal voice. Beetlejuice waited. Nothing happened. What were the limits of his sentence? What were his power boundaries? Juno had never said. Filled with a small ounce of hope, most of it just curiosity, Beetlejuice clenched his hands into fists as they began to shake. He closed his eyes and tried to keep himself from attempting to break the glass which he already knew would be impossible. "Lydia." His voice was clear and loud. The fists he had made were tighter now. The crocked yellow nails were biting into his palms. "Fuck." He cursed leaning his forehead on the glass. Squeezing his eyes shut he paused to think. 'Where did I go wrong? Never mind, I know the answer. It's the little brat's fault. Pfft, she's not a brat… unfortunately.'
"Damn it, why did I have to be fucking attracted to that skinny little bitch!" Beetlejuice hurled himself away from the mirror cursing his after life; repeating how moronic he is, how much of a bastard he is; shouting into the blank nothingness around him. Arms slumped by his sides Beetlejuice lowered his head, hair falling into his face, mouth hung open. He felt so stupid.
"Ha...hehe...hahaha…" Then, with out a warning, broke out into a hysterical albeit maniacal laughter. His eyes slipped shut. In his mind a pair of sparkling brown eyes looked back at him. They were the most beautiful eyes he had ever looked into; glossy, clear, smiling eyes, perfectly stunning eyes. Her eyes…god how he loved them, the emotion in them, a glace could kill him again, but he do anything to look into them for the rest of eternity. Calming down Beetlejuice let his hand rise to his face, the back side wiping off a mixture of sweat and dirt.
"Christ I fucked up…Lydia…I miss you so much."
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A/N #2: awwwwwww…sorry, it's not as long as many of you would have liked. It's not even as long as I would have liked but I don't want to give it all away in one chapter. So ooh what's next right? Well I can't tell you! Sorry. I would but there will be more chapters! But till them enjoy that little semi cliff-hanger.
Hope you guys liked this chapter!! I did…. I still find the story line odd for this chapter since I'm re writing the movie sort of…. Cuz if you take Beetlejuice out of the movie all together then the Maitlands would still have been found out and exercised since BJ was the one to save them from that…… so I think I did with it all.
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