Julie x female reader (super long and angsty)
// tw: blood, kidnapping, gore

Y/N POV

I'm dead.

I never meant to die.

It felt like going to sleep.

But now I was a ghost.

I died a few months ago. I left eveyone I loved behind. My best friends Julie and Flynn. My sister Carrie. My dad and my life.

I had found out at midnight on a Tuesday that I had gotten into the music program at my school.

I couldn't wait to tell Julie so I decided to walk to her house.

Of course, walking alone at night proved to be a bad choice.

I remember being hit on the back of the head. When I woke up, I was in a hospital. My dad and sister were crying.

I told them to stop because I was right in front of them.

And I turned and saw my body, cold and lifeless on a hospital bed.

I screamed and no one looked at me. A doctor walked through me and I watched as they pulled a sheet over my body.

♫

A week after I died, I found out someone kidnapped me and I was found barely alive on the side of the road outside of the city.

I felt horrible. Julie had just lost her mother and now she lost me.

She spent the past two months crying every night.

I'd sit with her and watch her. She had given up music. Maybe it was because of the text I sent her the night.

I told her I was coming over to give her good news.

But I guess she figured it out.

When they recovered my phone, the texts to Julie and emails from the school were still there.

I think that's when my sister truly went bitter. Carrie gave up on Julie and pushed away everyone. She dated Nick and never went into my bedroom again.

♫

You know, two months being a ghost with no one to talk to took a toll on me.

It was cool being a ghost because I could teleport but I was lonely.

A downfall to my death, I never told Julie how I felt.

I had been in love with her since we were five. It's kind of crazy but my feelings grew for her every day.

I wanted to ask her out, maybe take her to a movie.

Julie Molina had stolen my heart.

So here I was on another night sitting in Julie's room. She had taken out a picture of us from the winter dance a year ago.

Then, in the first time since I died, she sang.

"Yelling at the sky
Screaming at the world
Baby, why'd you go away?
I'm still your girl
Holding on too tight
Head up in the clouds
Heaven only knows
Where you are now

How do I love
How do I love again?
How do I trust
How do I trust again?

I stay up all night
Tell myself I'm alright
Baby, you're just harder to see than most
I put the record on
Wait 'til I hear our song
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost

Never got the chance
To say a last goodbye
I gotta move on
But it hurts to try

How do I love
How do I love again?
How do I trust
How do I trust again?"

Julie pauses and takes a breath, her eyes water a little and my heart breaks as I watch the girl I love. Julie takes a shaky breath before continuing.

"I stay up all night
Tell myself I'm alright
Baby, you're just harder to see than most
I put the record on
Wait 'til I hear our song
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost

How do I love
How do I love again?
How do I trust
How do I trust again?

I stay up all night
Tell myself I'm alright
Baby, you're just harder to see than most
I put the record on
Wait 'til I hear our song
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost
Every night I'm dancing with your ghost"

I watch as Julie's tears roll down her face.

"God, I miss you so much Y/N," Julie says as she sniffles

I go out to the garage. Seeing Julie cry makes me have ghost tears.

And I see three boys around my age.

"Hey," They turn to me. A dark brown haired one waves at me.

The blonde one looks at the other two. "Dumbass, she's human. She can't see ghosts."

"W-what? Wait you can see me? You're all ghosts?" I stutter out.

"Woah, a girl ghost?" A light brown haired guy asked.

"Heyo, I'm y/n, Julie's dead best friend," I introduce myself awkwardly.

"Hey, I'm Alex. This is Luke. And him, well that's Reggie," The blonde, Alex, said. He pointed to the dark brown haired guy, Reggie. And the light brown haired guy is Luke.

"So how long have you guys been ghosts?" I asked, trying to make ghost small talk.

"Well we've been dead for 25 years but we just became ghosts a few days ago," Luke says as he hops on the piano.

"Oh wow that's crazy. I've been dead for about two months," I say as I sit on the floor.

Reggie and Luke chill on the couch and we start talking. We trade stories back and forth. I shared how I died and they shared how they died. It was kind of emotional.

It was nearing the morning. I think that's a kind of perk of being a ghost. Not sleeping.

Julie's voice traveled in the garage from the outside. The boys and I quickly teleported to the loft.

Julie sat down at the piano and began to sing.

The boys pop down and stand behind Julie on shock. As Julie finishes, they go to hug her but poof outside.

I follow them.

They explained about crying girls and their fear.

And then Flynn walked by crying. I peak my head in, I haven't seen Flynn since the accident.

They were talking about the music program. Julie got kicked out of it. And I know Julie is trying to tell Flynn she just sang. But apparently Flynn drank seven sodas.

When Julie finally talked, Flynn looked like she was going to cry again.

They grabbed their backpacks and walked out of the garage. Julie waved at the boys around the same time I teleported into the garage.

If she saw me, I don't know what if say to her.

I love you? I'm sorry? Don't give up on music?

After Julie left, the guys and I just stood around for a couple hours. We tried to do things but being ghosts, there's a limit to how much we can do. In the end, we just sang some Abba songs while Luke strummed his guitar.

The guys figured out that they could make their old instruments appear. And I, well, I could change outfits by just thinking. I thought that was cool though even though it wasn't that helpful.

Julie was coming home so I went back up to the loft.

The guys went off to talk to her because apparently Julie could see them.

And once again, I was too cowardly to speak to her.

What would I say?

I looked at the stuff in the loft. The guys old instruments, a bag of clothes, some other random things, and a journal.

Property of Luke Patterson

I didn't want to invade but I had nothing to do. I opened it and saw it was a song book. I read every lyric, every song.

Wait a minute, these songs are familiar. My dad sang these songs.

I needed to ask Luke about that later.

The guys came in a few minutes later and they explained that Julie didn't get back into the music program.

I asked Luke about his journal. At first, he was a bit offended but then I explained how those were my father's songs.

Which then led to them discovering that my father was their old band mate, Bobby.

"Do you think she could see me?" I asked Luke as we sat outside and talked.

"Why don't you find out?" Luke asked. "I was going to talk to Julie about trying to get her back into the music program. You should come with me."

"Yeah maybe I'll go with you," I said and we poofed into the kitchen.

Julie was making a sandwich and Luke went to talk to her.

They talked about the music program and Luke tried to sound motivational. I couldn't help but chuckle and his enthusiasm.

I stood off to the side, careful not to be seen.

"Hey, Julie. I don't mean to be nosy but I was in the garage and came across something. Who is y/n?" Luke asked.

My chest tightened and I could feel Julie freeze.

"What do you know about y/n?" Julie asked rather coldly.

"Well, I just want to know who she is," Luke said. He glanced in my direction.

"You mean who she was. She's dead," Julie said kind of sadly.

"Well, if you could speak to her what would you say?" Luke asked.

"I'd say sorry for being a shit friend and not answering the text that got her killed," Julie said. Tears rolled down her face. She turned around so her back was facing me.

I stepped out from where I was also walked to her.

Luke stood awkwardly as she cried. I knew he really hated girls crying.

I walked by Julie and stood next to Luke.

"Do you think she can see me?" I whispered to Luke.

"Huh?" Julie said. She wiped her eyes and looked right at me. "Oh my god."

"Yeah, I think she can see you," Luke whispered to me, smiling.

"Holy heck, this isn't happening. You're not here," Julie said.

"Well, I'm here but not here," I said.

She reached out her hand to me but it went through me.

"How long have you been here?" Julie asked me.

"Since the day I died. Pretty fun being alone for two months," I said.

"So how can I just see you now?" Julie asked whole wiping her eyes again.

"I don't know, probably because of the guys. Or maybe it was that song you sang the other night," I shrugged as I struggled to keep my eyes from watering. I saw a faint blush on Julie and felt my own cheeks get red.

"I'm sorry you died," Julie blurted.

"I'm sorry I got murdered," I said as I looked at Julie.

"I'm sorry to interrupt but I have a way to get you back into the music program," Luke said.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper that probably hasn't been seen since 1995.

"It's called Bright. It's a Sunset Curve song we never got to record," Luke said and placed the song on the counter.

I watched Julie's face light up.

Luke and Julie talked about the song and she sang very sweetly in harmony with Luke.

I hopped on the kitchen counter and watched them. Who am I kidding?

Julie never deserved me. I never deserved Julie.

How could she love me?

How could anyone love me? My own sister and father refuse to go into my bedroom. My mother didn't bother going to my funeral. My best friend has suffered because of me.