10.I'll be here.

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TW: Violence and possible assault triggers! Please stay safe!

I stretched, waking up grumbling. Looking over to my clock I smiled tiredly. It's Saturday, turning I saw Beetlejuice asleep with a sort of blank expression, not quite a peaceful one.

I walked over to the small dresser and in front of the mirror, I began brushing my hair out. Gritting my teeth I silenced my hisses of pain.Placing down the brush I slipped on a simple black outfit.

"Looking, nice babes." Beetlejuice purred causing me to yelp. His now more human eyes are cloudy. Pursing my lips, I cut my eyes un-amused.

"Can't say the same to you ." I chuckled at my own stupid comment. Gripping his chest he gasped and fell back on my bed bouncing softly. My phone softly pinged on my nightstand. Picking up my phone I read the text.

LYDS👻- Hey Y/n you lazy ass! Wanna come over? We're gonna hit the streets and check out some cool graffiti! And spend the night?

With a quick yawn, I responded,
-Yeah, sure I'll be over soon.

I slipped my phone back into my pocket and put on some small platforms. I finished the rest of my grooming.

"Hey Bug boy I'm heading to Lydia's place wanna come?" He sat up with a grin. His hair was disheveled. His suit wrinkled.

"Yeah sure, but um hey Y/n?"

"Yes."

"I can still only be seen by people like Lydia. As well as I'm only solid to you so if you need me, you'll have to say my name again." I nodded.

"Alright but I'll be fine anyway, let's go."He nodded as we walked downstairs, stopping by my dad who was sipping coffee. "I'm heading to Lydia's I'll be back tomorrow!" He smiled tiredly pulling me close and pecked my forehead with dreary eyes. "By dad!"

As we walked I glanced over to Beetlejuice. His eyebrows were scrunched deep in thought. His callous sped thumb caressing his bottom lip. He closed his eyes as he put his hands in his pocket and sighed. His eyes flicked back open to glance at me with an odd expression. It was warm none the less. His eyes slowly glanced at my lips as he bit the inside of his cheeks. Is he nervous about something? My eyebrows scrunched as well as I unconsciously brought my index finger to run across my own. Possibly out of self-consciousness, they were soft. But still, I felt odd.

God, I could cut this tension with a knife.
————- Time skip——————

I entered Lydia's house, being greeted by a messy Dehlia. She was covered in paint her unruly strawberry blonde hair tied up.

"Oh good morning Y/n! Lydia is upstairs! Have fun ~." I quickly said thanks and ran upstairs walking into her room. Beetlejuice making perverted comments all the while. Something akin too,

"I'd sure fill her with the spirit if ya know what I mean!"

"Oh y/n your here good! Why don't we get going then, we can head to get some lunch first ."

"Alright let's go!" She grabbed my hand and I grabbed onto Beetlejuice's hand,she bolted down and out. We began to walk down the streets of the town as I see Lydia turn and smirk to me.

"So how's Danny phantom treating you?" My nose scrunched as I giggled at the nickname and Beetlejuice's offended gasp. I glanced back at him behind me and back at her.

"Not bad honestly, yeah sure he makes perverted comments but I'm 18 now so ....eh?!? Somehow I feel strange around him ?" She quirked an eyebrow. I shrugged myself. Lydia chuckled with an 'Is that it?' expression. I quirked an eyebrow of what I did I do to deserve that face. She just shook her head with a cute smile.

"Hey, Beej hows Y/n treating you?" She looked over her shoulder grinning smugly but shot him a look. That's weird? He stiffened quickly startled by the sudden question. He thought with a soft crooked smile...What does he think of me? before smirking.

"They're treating me good as always I could say, Butttt I do wish they threw a ghost a bone. Or is it the other way around?" He smirked winking at me. My eyes widened as I looked away immediately flustered but laughing as Lydia smacked him. He groaned but shrugged. "Can't blame a ghost for trying!"I chuckled as we continued walking, my heart racing all the while.

As we continued walking the sun began to set 'Beetlejuice grown tired and decided to go off and mess with people'. I looked around at the pretty street lights before realizing we had stopped. Lydia grinned and pointed down an odd alley. I agreed seeing it had been a dead end and no one down there.

We walked into the somewhat large area. The ground-up had been painted in a wide array of colors. I crouched down running my finger in circles on the dirtied, painted asphalt beneath me. Standing up I walked along the walls I did the same to the perimeters of the painted cement confinement. It was bumpy and coarse despite its bright appearance. Lydia and I both grinned soaking in the beauty and crass nature of the sight.

"Hey! Damn kids!.." My head quickly turned to see the silhouette of an average-sized man. His face was too clad in shadows to see how he was. I approached the situation as calmly as possible. Lydia walked closer to me.

"I'm sorry sir we didn't realize were trespassing. We will leave. "I nodded signaling Lydia to follow me as we walked passed him. As we scurried by the man grabbed both me and Lydia by the arm. Having tossing us back into his view. He showed anger, he wanted to harm us nothing more.

Grabbing us he slammed us to the cement wall. My lips snarled I glanced toward Lydia. She might be hurt if I don't do anything. "Don't try to act tough asshole! This whole street is mine!" I stayed quiet as I held my arm in front of Lydia. I tried to throw him off or knee him, but it didn't work. He flipped out a knife to my neck, my eyes flickered down to a cruel sheen.

Swallowing I felt the blade tenderly caress my neck. Snarling my lips I murmured.

"Beetlejuice...Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!" I yelled, Lydia closed her eyes.

In a puff, a green smoke Beetlejuice appeared behind the man. In a mix of worry and anger, he mouthed 'Run' before tapping the man on his shoulder.

I nodded running holding Lydia's shaking hand. Turning I mouthed back to the weary-eyed ghost, 'Thank you'.

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