Dead Shadow: Beetlejuice Fanfiction Story

Chapter 16: Falling Into Stardom

Finley didn't answer his phone at first as it rang. When it left a voicemail though, he decided he better call back. "Hello, is this Rebecca?"

"Jennings? Oh no! I've got really bad news. So like, my fiancee went psycho. He actually tried to kill me and the cops had to take him down."

Really? "That doesn't sound like Brady, you were his life."

"Well, he kept sayings things, like hearing things that weren't there. The cops killed him now. I don't know how to feel about it. Being his close friend, I thought you should know."

Huh. "This isn't Brady's number, did you get my number from his phone?"

"No."

No? "Then how did you get this number? I wouldn't give you my number."

"I just wanted you to know. Brady went psycho and he's dead. Then not long after that, poor Carter died too. A leg amputation gone wrong."

Carter? Did she ever even meet Carter? "What do you mean, what went wrong? Are you kidding me?" Both of them? He hung up on her. She was weird.

He tried to call Carter. No answer. He dug online and found the number for Carter's parents. "Hello? Is Carter okay?"

"Our son? I don't know. Things are tough right now, fool just quit his job. He said he needed money but we needed money from him too. His mother's not doing so well."

"Sorry to hear that. Let me know when he's back please." Finley hung up. He watched as Rebecca's number appeared again. "Hey, his parents said he was stressed, but not dead."

"They don't know yet," she insisted. "He kept seeing this girl called Betty Juice, and he kept thinking his leg was amputated. It was terrible, you should have been there. Really. You should have been there."

But? "Carter's parents don't know that yet."

"Oh no, it didn't happen very long ago. Details will be released shortly."

"You were Brady's chick, how would you be with Carter to know everything before his parents?"

"It's private, Brady! Look, if you want to know the real details, then call me at this number in ten minutes."

Brady wrote down the number. It probably had something to do with the murders. Was Betty Juice killing them? Did she see her? He waited ten minutes and then called her.

"Hello?"

"Okay, so now give me the details."

"What details?"

"About Carter and Brady."

"Who is this?"

Oh, this didn't sound good. "Rebecca, this is Finley. How's Brady?" She started to break down over the phone but he definitely heard mumbles of 'hearing voices, psycho, tried to kill me' and 'killed by cops'. "What about Carter?"

"Who? Look, I already told you what I know. I don't know anything about anyone named Carter. I have to go now." She hung up.

Shit. Betty Juice was messing with him. She wouldn't get away with that.

"Nice painting."

Finley looked behind him. "Fuckin?" One of Delia Deetz' paintings he sold was hanging right behind him. Even stranger? He moved closer to the painting. There was a little girl inside of it.

One that looked like Betty Juice. Was that in the painting last time? Relax! Okay, this is fine. Betty Juice was a strange friend to Lydia Deetz. Delia just painted her inside as inspiration or something. Although, she was clearly out trying to murder them. All of his friends that were involved with the Deetz' murder was dead.