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"COURT!" Christina said, banging on Courtney's bedroom door.
She jolted awake, got out of bed then went to open the door "Yes?"
"Sarah Darling's dead." Christina told Courtney, pointing to the TV in the living room.
"What?!" Courtney exclaimed, shocked by the news.
Christina dragged Courtney to the living room then turned on the TV.
"Oh my God...Sarah was the second to die in the script..." Courtney said, looking at Christina.
"You should go to work." Christina said, looking to Courtney.
"I'm never gonna hear the end of it with Roman..." Courtney said, rolling her eyes.
Christina laughed, shaking head. Courtney went to get dressed.
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WHEN COURTNEY WAS DONE Christina dropped her off at work. Courtney got out of the car, walked on set. She sighed as she sat next to Jennifer, taking a cigarette from her.
Jennifer smiled softly "Hey, Court."
"Jen." Courtney said, lighting her cigarette.
"Courtney." Roman said, smiling.
"Bridger." Courtney snapped, not forgetting what happened yesterday.
"Ouch." Jennifer said, chuckling.
"All I ever wanted to do was make a real classic love story and the studio said they'd let me. I just had to do a scary movie first. Now we're shut down and I am fucked!" Roman whined.
"God, it's not the end of the world, Roman." Jennifer told Roman.
"Apparently in Romanville it is." Courtney said, blowing out smoke from her cigarette.
"That is so easy for you both to say. Courtney can go back to fucking flopping horror movies and Jennifer, you can always go back to Must See TV. I have no movie. I'm about to turn 30, and it looks like I'm the next target." Roman told Dewey, Courtney, and Jennifer.
"What?" Courtney and Jennifer questioned.
"You? Why you?" Dewey asked Roman.
Roman picked up his headless award "Do you think this wasn't a message?"
Courtney and Jennifer looked at each other.
"Roman Bridger?" A detective asked, walking over to Roman.
"What?" Roman snapped, looking over to the detectives.
"Mr. Bridger, you didn't tell us you spoke with Sarah Darling before she was murdered." One of the detectives said, looking at Roman.
"Spoke with her when?" Roman asked, cracking his knuckles.
"The guard said she was here for a meeting with you." He told Roman.
"What meeting? I don't-" Roman said.
"We talked to her roommate, too. Says you called Sarah, told her to come down to the studio. Roommate answered the phone. Says it was you." The shorter detective told Roman.
"Wait a minute. I never called her. I never told her to go anywhere." Roman said, cooly.
"Roommate says she knows your voice, Mr. Bridger." The taller detective said, in an aggressive manner.
"She wasn't speaking with me. God. Look. I did not call Sarah Darling." Roman defended himself.
"Sarah Darling said you did." The taller detective said.
"Someone's trying to ruin my movie. Someone wants to kill my movie." Roman said, throwing his hands in the air.
"We'll talk about your movie down at the station. Alright. This is the scene where you come with us." The shorter detective told Roman.
"Dewey, Courtney, Jennifer. Wait a minute. She wasn't talking with me on the phone. I'm coming." Roman said, walking away with the shorter detective.
Courtney stomped on her cigarette then walked to her house.
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WHEN COURTNEY GOT HOME Christina was gone. The phone rang, which startled Courtney.
Courtney walked over and answered it "Hello?"
"Hello, Courtney." The killer said, smirking.
"You fucking asshole, you killed Sarah. Who's next, huh?" Courtney snapped.
"You are." The killer said coming out from the guest room.
Courtney screamed and tried to run away. When the killer caught up to her he pinned her to the ground.
Courtney broke free then took off his mask "Roman?!"
Roman teared up and buried his face in her neck "Court, I'm so sorry..."
Courtney rubbed his back "Roman, calm down..."
He sobbed into her neck "Court.."
She sat him up then wiped his tears "You did this, Roman?"
Roman sniffed, looking at the mask then her "Baby, I'm a director. I direct. My mom's murderer was my doing. I had no idea Billy and Stu were planning their own thing. Then the year later Nancy Loomis and Mickey Altieri did their killing. I just..I wanted fame, the stardom. I'm her son, Courtney."
Courtney could tell Roman was broken, because Maureen shunned him. Roman wiped his tears, away not wanting to look weak in front of his best friend.
Courtney bit her lip and sighed "Roman, I'll help you."
"What?" He asked, looking at her, puzzled.
"You heard me." Courtney said, biting her lip.
Roman kissed her, softly.
Courtney kissed back then pulled away "There's supposed to be a party at Jennifer's."
"I know. Stab 3 was cancelled. We can make our own movie." Roman said, biting his lip.
She kissed his cheek "I need a costume."
He smirked, liking the idea of her in the costume "I'll get you the costume."
She wiped his tears "Roman?"
"Yes?" He asked, biting his lip.
"What about Christina?" Courtney asked, wanting to know why Roman was with her roommate.
"I was dating her to make you jealous. It clearly worked." Roman smirked, noticing how visibly upset Courtney was.
She glared at him, punching his arm.
"Ah!" Roman exclaimed, rubbing his arm.
Courtney and Roman left to plan the murders at Jennifer's house.
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