9-Running out Pt.1

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Quick a/n: Happy Valentine's day! This will be a shorter chapter?


Beetle juices POV: I woke up stiffly, for being dead my back still seemed to start. Looking around I realized I was in their bed. I looked towards them, they seemed peaceful and genuinely happy. I smiled leaning down I brushed the hair out of their face with my calloused hand. Memories flashed back into my mind of last night. I felt my pale cheeks heat up as I smiled to myself. Laying back down I examined their figure. They're average height and attractive, but I couldn't put my finger on the reason why they are so attractive. Is this how it feels? My eyes wandered down to their hands. I slowly reached out to their hand and took it in mine. I felt my body heat up. Damn, what is this feeling coming from? Is this a sign I'm almost up with my time on earth or is it...that I'm catching feelings?

"M-Morning Beej.~" They mumbled in a weak voice. My eyes widened worried she had caught me staring. I smiled sitting up trying to pretend I just woke up.

"Uhh...M-morning y- I mean babes." Shit, I already fucked it up. I grinned trying to at least seem like myself. I hardly knew the person. They smiled the tired and got out of bed. They went over to their dresser pulling out their clothes.

"Don't look Beej." My eyes widened as I realized I was staring. My face flushed as I turned around. My mind clicked.

"Hey Babes, I need you to say my name three times like  We promised, darling~." I teased with a purr my lips curved into a smirk. I heard the shuffling of their clothes stop. They let out a cute chuckle. They finished changing and tapped my shoulder signaling me to turn around. My eyes softened as I looked them over they looked cute. They wore a simple pastel green sweater and black shorts.

"I promise I'll say you're name when I get back from school." They teased as she leaned over.  both our faces flushed over. They proceeded downstairs and off to school. I fell back on the bed and sighed.

"I'll be burning in hell by then."I ran my hands through my hair and closed my eyes.

*Time skip brought to you by me considering writing an RE4 x reader*

"Betelgeuse!" I sat up bleary-eyed, it was nowhere time for them to be home."Betelgeuse!" Oh shit, I recognize that voice... My eyes widened. Oh god/Satan why her of all people! I bit my lip anxious."BEETLEGEUSE!" With a flash, I was summoned onto my own personal hell. Not neither world, not Saturn, but Juno's office. My eyes softened in anxiety as my heart sped furiously pumping my blood that no longer fueled my life. Her eyes peeked through cat eyes glasses as she sat unhappily with pursed lips.

'H-Hows it hanging granny." Her eyebrow quickly arched as she began to swiftly move. Oh shit. She stood up quickly slamming her palms on the desk sending papers in an angry flurry.

"Betelgeuse how have you been?"  She's stalling shes about to get mad. I nodded not wanting to waste this time."I've seen you attached yourself to a new host.Pest." I cringed as she hissed at me ."You've got two months if they don't agree to the contract by then well... you know. I'm sorry." I swallowed hard. Sorry, she says this every time. How could this woman be so blunt? I huff appearing back in her bed.

I'm getting sick from these apologies. From people with priorities

I've got no time...I ran my hands through my hair sitting up. My eyes and body felt heavy. Snapping I summoned the contract as I thought back on Juno's words."I'm sorry."

That their life matters so much more than mine.


I pricked my finger having it pool into an inky pearl on my index finger. I began to sign it the best I could. But I never learned how to spell nor cursive. Pest is that all I am to her? I helped her start her damn business, she needs me!

But I'm stuttering, I'm stuttering again

I have to do this to live and stay around. They, are not like Lyd's. They're not depressed that I know of or neglected. They're smart and striving....they ask about me. Tries to get to know me. They need to stay that way. But I need to survive. How do I go about this? I don't want to go about this. I don't know why but I just don't.

No one will listen and no one will understand...

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