Out of Sight, Out of Mind//A Beetlejuice Fanfiction

||Chapter Fourteen|| Have You Ever Met a Demon?

Lydia led her two friends upstairs as soon as the slightest sound of a crash was heard emanating from her bedroom. Knowing Betelgeuse probably ended up in the exact same predicament as the beginning of the week when she first noticed he was back, Lydia had the slightest hint of a smirk-like smile on her face as she, Trista Luna, and Caterina climbed up the last of the stairs and Lydia pushed open the door to her bedroom.

Barbara had told them she'd tell them when dinner was ready after Caterina and Trista Luna texted their parents to let them know they'd be staying at Lydia's until at least eight that same evening and both sets of parents were completely fine with it all, just as long as they thanked Lydia's parents when they came to pick Trista Luna and Cat up. All three girls were equally as nervous, why didn't they think to text them that Lydia had said Charles and Delia were out of town for a while.

Not too long ago, Lydia had gotten a text from Delia that said they wouldn't be back until the end of the following week, which Lydia was fine with. She wanted to spend as much time with Adam and Barbara as possible, get to know them a little bit better. It was the same with Betelgeuse, who she barely got to really know. That was now what she would have to do tomorrow: get to know her best demon friend.

She heard her friends giggling playfully and looked up to find them floating around the hallway. Looking into her bedroom, she found that Betelgeuse had reverted it back to what it had looked like that very morning before Lydia had gone to school (except that Lydia's bed was made and her clothes had been neatly folded and moved off to one corner of her bedroom. When had that happened? She would have to ask Barbara later if she had anything to do with it).

Another smirk crossed her face and she rolled her eyes before returning her attention to Betelgeuse, who was sitting up and preparing to do the same to her. "Beej? What are you doing?"

"Having fun making your living friends float around," was his response. "You want a turn?"

Before Lydia had a chance to respond, Betelgeuse was already at it. He snapped his fingers again and made Lydia levitate into the and float around in weird directions much like her friends were doing. She turned her attention over towards Catalina and Trista Luna and noticed the huge smiles on their faces. Smiles that screamed 'he is so cool! Why didn't our lives provide us with demon best friends as awesome as this guy is?'

"You guys are actually having fun with this?" Lydia asked, concerned.

"Uh yeah," Caterina replied as she spun in midair. "Aren't you having fun, Lyd? He is your best deceased friend, is he not?"

"He was once, and I don't know if he still is," was all Lydia said, giving Betelgeuse a 'put us down please' look.

He rolled his eyes, levitated the three of them down to the floor, and pouted playfully at Lydia. "Awwww.... c'mon Scarecrow. Can't ya just admit that floating around was fun? At least your friends liked it. Also, I thought you said we still were friends."

"Beej, shhh. I haven't told them the whole story yet. I kept on meaning to but I kept putting it off," replied Lydia. He pouted a bit more.

"What's this about a story, Lyddie?" asked Trista Luna. "And your deceased demon friend is super cool. What happened that made you decide he wasn't your friend to begin with? Does it have to do with the story?"

"Look," said Lydia, turning to look at her friends. "I'll tell you the story over dinner. With some inputs from Adam and Barbara and probably Betelgeuse. Actually, I'm gonna need him there to tell the story as well, as he played the biggest role in what happened the week I moved here last year."

"So we can get to know Betelgeuse now?" asked Caterina. Lydia sighed, nodded, and led her friends into her room as soon as Betelgeuse had gone in himself. "After all, it's like half past four."

"Dinner's not for another hour then," said Lydia as she sat on her bed. Caterina and Trista Luna sat on the floor and Betelgeuse hovered in midair. Before any of them could speak, a gentle knock on the door directed the attention of all four of them towards it. Barbara was half phased through the bedroom door, holding Lydia's phone (which she had forgotten she had left downstairs).

"What is it, Barbara?" asked Lydia, getting up and going over towards the ghost. Barbara handed the teenager her phone.

"Your dad tried to call you earlier and left a voicemail since you didn't pick up," explained Barbara as Lydia opened her phone to find the voicemail. "I don't think it's good news," the ghost added quietly.

Lydia played the message and, as soon as two words were heard, a sad look appeared on her face.

"Lydia, what's wrong?" asked Barbara, feeling a little concerned.

"My paternal grandmother... she just passed on..."