(This chapter has spoilers for 13 ghosts and Beetlejuice lore. So trigger warning for those who are not in a good mental mindset!)
I sighed entering the house. Dad was asleep on the couch, he wasn't neglectful just...lazy. Grabbing my bag I went upstairs to unpack putting my clothes away.
"Stripping for me huh? Nice view Y/n.~ You naughty little vixen." I heard his scratchy voice purr. Bright pink painted my face as I scrunched up my shoulders flustered.
"Damn it Beetlejuice you perverted ..." I grumbled as I continued finally coming to the vase which I tenderly placed on my nightstand. "Terracotta?" I questioned it as I fell onto my bed, looking at the TV. Turning on Netflix I scrolled through till I found 13 ghosts. My favorite! I felt a cold chill down my spine.
"Watcha watching babes?"
"13 ghosts it's good, how bout you watch it with me?" I patted the bed as he walked over and sat down as the movie had begun to play. As the movie came to the ghost for the angry princess Beetlejuice panted shuffling his collar.
"Damn babes is it hot in here or is it just her. Cause I'd totally love to give her some." I laughed loudly at his remark as I elbowed him and winked.
"She's totally your type!" I smirked while keeping my eyes on the screen. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a light green dust his cheeks.
"She's a babe but definitely not my type!" He roared with laughter but he had a soft genuine smile before averting his eyes. I smiled and continued watching the movie taking note of Beetlejuice's reactions. The more peculiar ones came out of when the ghost of the bound woman. He frowned closing his eyes briefly running his hands through his hair. His hands yet again ran over the markings on his neck. I looked between him and the screen. Suddenly the disturbing realization hit me.
H̶e̶ ̶h̶u̶n̶g̶ ̶h̶i̶m̶s̶e̶l̶f̶.̶ And it didn't kill him immediately, he slowly suffocated while his neck bruised.
He bit his lip frustrated. Ugg what do I do I'm not good at comforting people!? I lifted my hand as it hovered over his shoulder. I sighed pausing as I then moved it back down to rest on top of his hand and smiled.
"Hey, it's alright. How about we can go to bed and you just tell me later..." I mumbled in a jittery voice. He looked up at me with weary hazel eyes and nodded. I turned off the lights and laid back in bed.
"Goodnight Beej."
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