Electric Love - R. Meeks

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"Iᴠᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀsᴋ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ 'sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪ sᴇᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ?' ɪ ᴡɪsʜ ɪ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ."
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Belle woke up the next morning to her phone ringing off the hook. She groggily grabbed it from the night stand and looked at the name written across it.

Dwight Riley - (619)-555-1902

Belle rubbed her eyes and answered the phone at the same time before pulling it to her ear.

"Hey, Dewey," she half-way mumbled.

"Did I wake you up? Sorry. Belle, you need to turn on the news." He spoke quickly and quietly.

"Okay?" Belle replied, sliding out of bed to turn on the television. The news was still on from the night prior and Belle read the caption in horror.

"Shit," she mumbled.

"Cotton Weary, controversial talk show host, former convicted murderer, and Windsor College survivor, was found brutally murdered last night in his apartment along with his girlfriend, Christine Hamilton. Weary was on his way to the set of Stab 3 when authorities speculate he received a call from Hamilton and returned home. Authorities believe this is an isolated attack and has no connection to Weary's involvement in the previous Woodsboro and Windsor attacks or his role in the Stab franchise," the reporter spoke.

"Yeah," Dewey said.

"It's always got something to do with Woodsboro, doesn't it?" Belle muttered.

"Right you are, Belle, I could really use you in Hollywood in case this thing spreads,"

"I've got kids now, Dewey, I can't just take off to fight a serial killer," Belle sighed.

"Maybe it's best you're not with them... I mean, what if this guy comes for you while they're home? I'm sure Leslie would keep them for a little..." he explained.

Dewey knew exactly what he was doing in saying it was possible for Harry and Tatum to get hurt by her being around them while this was going on.

"I've got to call her," Belle replied after a moment.

"Okay, be careful, Belle. Hopefully I'll see you soon," Dewey said.

"Talk to you later, Dewey," She responded and hung up the phone.

Belle let out the shaky breath she'd apparently been holding and quickly dialed her older sister.

"Hey, Belle!" Leslie greeted.

"I need a favor," Belle spoke. Her voice was shaky. The last two Ghost Face killings hadn't exactly ended well for Belle.

Between killing her brother the first time and then the love of her life being killed second, Belle didn't want to risk any other member of her families safety.

"Sure, what is it?"

"Babysit for a while? Dewey thinks it's starting again and he thinks it's best I'm not around them just in case the killer comes after me," Belle explained.

"Yeah, they can hang out with Vince. It'll be fun!" Leslie answered.

"Are you sure?"