Warning
Mature Themes; Vulgar speech; Smut-ish. It's rated M for a reason, mis amigos.
Constructive criticism welcome! [Don't be a dick about it]
It's A Full House
Butterflies are pretty little bugs. However, with every flap of its pretty little wings, did you know that it is possible for a hurricane to occur several weeks later due to this small insignificant wing flap? A very small change in an initial condition could create a considerably different outcome. For every action, there is a reaction and in the end, there are millions of outcomes—the butterfly effect.
So taking this theory into account, a small mistake—like tripping—could turn into one that someone could regret for the rest of their life.
Natalie hadn't seen Beth in two days. She couldn't even text or call her girlfriend because in Blackwood Mountains there was zero phone reception. Tragic, right? The Washington siblings had gone onto the mountain ahead of time so they could make sure everything was okay with the lodge. In that time, Emily had given her approval for the trip and Jessica followed soon after. Mike was the only person really holding out.
Sam and Natalie decided that they would get on the plane together and come back down together as well since Sam had a buddy pass because her mother worked with the airlines. Natalie and Sam were going to spend an extra day afterwards at the cabin to help clean the aftermath.
The day before the trip, Mike had texted Sam to tell her he was going. Somehow, with the determination of Captain America, Samantha managed to call the cabin's phone and Hannah answered.
"So Em and Jess are coming? Okay, that's cool. What about Mike?" Hannah tried to inconspicuously slip in.
"He just told me that he could manage to make it," Sam said reluctantly. She and Hannah were close, but for a while now, all Hannah seemed to really care about was Michael Munroe. To Sam, Hannah was boarder lining obsessed and that was not healthy. She didn't want to tell her to give it up because it was her job to be supportive, but Hannah's life was revolving around someone who didn't want her.
"Awesome!" Hannah squealed, "I'll see you guys tomorrow. Josh is messing around with the electrical and I… really don't think that's safe…Josh! Turn off the lights before you go messing with them!"
In the background, Sam could hear Beth. "I'm just waiting for him to fuck up and admit he's wrong," Beth laughed.
"I'll see you tomorrow. Please drive safe, Sam!"
"Tell Natalie I miss her!" Beth called. With all goodbyes aside, the line disconnected.
6 Hours before the Incident
Blackwood Pines Entrance
The lodge on Blackwood Pines was owned by the Washington's father. He had filmed his very first movie in the Sanatorium on the mountain and in the lodge. Mr. Washington then went on to build the lodge so his growing family could get away from the Los Angeles heat.
"I should have dressed better for this," Natalie found herself saying. Having never left California, she's never experienced true cold. She just packed the thickest clothes she had and even that wasn't enough. Looks like layers was the solution to this issue.
Sam chuckled, "I told you to go buy a bigger jacket while we were out. No one ever wants to listen to Sam…" the blonde girl pouted before a grin took place on her face once more.
Natalie made a noncommittal gesture, "Well, not everyone can travel the world just to go climb some rocks. Besides," the brunette flipped her hair, "all the more reason to go cuddle with my girl."
"With all of that friction, we won't need a fire," Sam teased.
"You're right. You've got Mr. Joshua Washington at your beck and call," Natalie retorted.
Sam pursed her lips at that statement as they continued to walk towards the cable car. "Hey, I see your lips moving, but where's all that walking?" Sam asked playfully.
"The same place as your denial."
The Cable Car House was opened when the two arrived, but no one was there to greet them. That made sense because the girls were late getting there due to the hold on their flight. Everyone must have been at the lodge already.
Heights weren't Natalie's favorite. In fact, she froze up the moment the cable car started up to take its passengers to the lodge. Sam noticed her head staring strictly at the floor and her grip tighten on her duffle bag. The older girl scooted over to Natalie and pulled her into herself so that Natalie's head rested on her.
"Not a fan of heights?"
Natalie shook her head, "Nope. I just don't like hanging hundreds of feet in the air by a single piece of metal rope."
"At least it isn't regular rope… Don't worry about it, Nat. We're almost there."
It was silent before Sam decided to speak up again. "So, I've always wanted to ask you this…" Sam began.
"Sammy, I'm taken. Can't say that I can take you up on that," Natalie joked dryly.
Sam rolled her eyes. Everything was practically a joke to Natalie. It was her defense mechanism against ridicule. It was her way of rolling with the punches. "No, not that. I was wondering how you managed the entire figuring out you're bi thing. I know your mom is super religious and all that," Sam said.
"I don't know. I liked Beth—I knew that much. But whereas Beth realized she was attracted to girls, I wanted both. I wasn't a virgin when I got with Beth, so I was able to test the waters before I got with her. Boys weren't a complete turn off, but neither were girls. Wanna know something?" Natalie asked.
"Inform me, young one," Sam confirmed.
"I used to have this crush on you in middle school. Don't get creeped out because it's long gone now, but yeah, I thought you were my girl crush. I wasn't going to go for it—Christian household and all of that. It went away once we became friends in tenth grade. But Beth was a bunch closer and a lot more curious. We dabbled for a bit and we liked it. I had a boyfriend at the time, so I had cheated, but he was a hob knob anyway. Beth says she hadn't been with anyone else, so I think the fact that I'm the only person she's been with influences her going for only girls," Natalie told her.
"But we're still going strong, so unless she cheats—I don't plan on ending it soon."
"Naturally so," Sam commented.
"So do you actually like Josh? I know I tease you guys about it, but are there serious feelings?"
The blonde found herself blushing and tensing her shoulders, shrugging, "You know when you just connect with someone? It's hard to explain but there's an understanding that we are just friends. Maybe something more. I'm not trying to be his girlfriend or anything. I'm okay where I am, you know?"
"You have all the benefits while just being friends? Sound like the dream," Natalie hummed.
The lift reached the end of the cable car ride and Natalie was more than happy to get off. The moment the door opened, Natalie was not only rushed by cold air—she was rushed by Beth.
"Babe! Finally!" Beth cried, "Do you know the fuckery I've had to deal with already?" Beth said into Natalie's coat. Natalie shimmied between the door and Beth to find her feet on solid ground. "Ignore the drama, Beth," Natalie told her, "without it, these truly are people you like."
"Isn't that the truth?" Sam chimed, "What would be the point of bringing us all out here if we hated each other so much?" Picking up their bags, the two followed Beth to the lodge. The snow had begun to fall harder the longer they walked, but to fill the silence with something other than the howling wind, Beth filled them in on who was there already. Everyone, as expected, was waiting at the lodge.
"So, what all is there to do around here?" Sam asked.
"Snowboarding, movies, Josh got his hands on everything in my parent's pantry for the weekend, the others are talking about going hiking or something," Beth responded.
Sam's lips quirked upward, "Oh, hiking… Right up my—Ahg!" Next thing either of the girls know, Sam is face planting the snow. Natalie and Beth's first reaction was to laugh. "Yeah, yeah, giggle it up, meanie beans," Sam said sarcastically, examining what she had tripped on. A piece of wood carved to look like an eagle with horns outlined in red stared up at her.
"What the hell is that?" Beth inquired, picking it up and examining it.
"Looks like some Native's wooden thingy," Natalie deducted. Beth gave her a deadpanned look as Sam dusted the snow from her clothes, "That was oh so helpful, Nat. Really. It truly gave me some insight on what the hell this is."
"Sarcasm was never your strong suit, babe. Leave it to the pros," Natalie shot at her.
Sam took the object from Beth, "It looks like some kind of totem. Hannah told me that there used to be an entire tribe of Cree living on these mountains, so it could be theirs."
Natalie smacked the totem from Sam's hands, "How about we not touch sacred tribal things? That's how Poltergeist shit starts to happen."
Sam adjusted the bag on her back, "Didn't need to hit me to get your point across, Nat."
"Sorry," Natalie said sheepishly, "Stuff like that just gives me the creeps."
The lodge was a shining beacon in the dark of the howling night. In the windows, the girls could see the outlines of their friends moving about inside. "Man, am I ready to get the hell out of this cold," Natalie commented, jogging up the steps. Beth threw open the door and strutted in, "Santa brought gifts for all the hoes!"
Chris called out a greeting, "As an active member of the hoe community, I would like to receive these gifts on behalf of my fellow hoes."
From somewhere in the house, Ashley laughed, "'Active member,' he says," she mocked.
Hannah was the first smiling face Sam and Natalie were greeted with. Hannah was never one for makeup, but she was dolled up that night. Eyeliner and mascara decorated her eyes, her hair was styled so that—for once—her bangs flipped back as opposed to being clipped back, and she had a stylish shirt that didn't at all seem right for the weather. It was a black pleather button up with lace sleeves. If Natalie was to be honest, it made Hannah's figure look great. "Welcome to Casa de Washington, guys!" Hannah greeted as she happily threw her arms around Sam. The group began to congregate at the entrance to greet the girls.
"Wow, you look great, Hannah!" Sam complimented as Matt took her bag.
Hannah gripped Sam by the arm, "You're sharing a room with me, so come on! We have things to talk about!" Hannah pulled Sam away just as Josh arrived from behind another set of double doors.
"So… No, 'hi' for Josh?" He asked, confused by Hannah thundering up the steps to the second floor.
In response to Josh's dejected look, the group droned simultaneously, "Hi Josh."
Mike was the only one to take it overboard, "Oh my god, like—it's Josh!" He proceeded to flail his hands about, "Josh Washington! Hi, Josh!" Mike said in a flamboyant and giddy tone.
Josh pointed as he grinned, "That's what I'm talking about! There's my fans!"
Emily sashayed from the double doors Josh had come from, "Hello, Freaks and Geeks! I hear there was a request for beverages, so I have provided the refreshments," she held high two bottles of alcohol, "These should do the job very well." The guys hooted as Jessica took the other bottle from Emily, clinked her bottle with Em's and raised her own high, "Tonight! We celebrate freedom!"
Natalie's attention was taken off the interaction when a hand touched her arm. Beth motioned between them, "You and I? Yeah, we room together, so stop wasting time."
"Oh, lead the way, my lady," Natalie purred.
The two tried to leave unnoticed, but Mike was the one to catch them hurrying up the steps towards Beth's room. "Bet money that they are going to bone upstairs," he smirked to the remaining group downstairs.
Ashley's eyebrows furrowed, "Can it even be called that when it's two girls?"
"That's a no brainer, Mike," Chris waved off the bet as he went to sit on the couch, "Now, what truly is a thing to bet on is if Hannah and Sam could be doing the same."
"What would they call it?" Ashley inquired to herself, realizing she had been ignored.
"Pussy tango?" Josh offered, doing a motion where he held a peace sign up to his lips and flicked his tongue in between them. A loud pop sounded as Emily distributed a smack upside Josh's head, "Stop being gross, Josh."
"She asked!"
The two hardly made it into Beth's room before the make out even began. Once the door was closed, Natalie dropped her duffle and kicked it off to the side. Beth's hat had fallen to the floor as she was rushed by Natalie's aggressive lips onto her bed. The curly haired girl pressed butterfly kisses to each one of Beth's freckles and Beth laughed at the slight tickle her girlfriend's lips brought and how her fingers ghosted over Natalie's back, trying to bring her closer. Her giggle soon turned to a gasp as Natalie's wet and cold lips made it to her neck and began sucking on her neck just under her ear.
Natalie smirked. Gets her every time, she thought. She moved her lips to pressed them to Beth's and ran her hand down the girl's waist, thigh, and finally, hooking the back of her knee to wrap Beth's leg around her. Natalie cursed. Beth was usually putty in her hands at this point—or at least on her way there, but with the lack of friction due to too many layers, Natalie couldn't do what she wanted.
Growling in frustration, Natalie sat up and began tugging on the zipper of Beth's pink puffy jacket. "Why do we have so many clothes on? Everything but birthday suits are illegal and therefore cheating," Natalie said as she began stripping her coat, scarf, sweater, and her jeans in a rush. Without a single word, Beth removed her coat and sweater and Natalie got to work.
Beth moved her hands up Natalie's shirt and jacket only to have the other girl jerk back. "Jesus! Your hands are cold!" Natalie yelped.
"Warm them up, will you?" Beth muttered against her lips. Natalie chuckled as she placed Beth's hand on her breast and placed her thigh between Beth's legs, hooking one to wrap around herself.
"Wouldn't want you to freeze to death, now would I?" Natalie quipped.
Beth was never one to close the blinds; however, who needed to in a remote mountain getaway? The only people who were out there in the mountains were in the lodge. No human being could make it up to the second floor story to peek at the smut taking place, so there was no need to worry.
No need to close the blinds from prying eyes.
Author's Note
Hey, guys! First off, I would like to thank Chloe and meangirl8 for reviewing. Thank you all who followed and favorited. You all give me motivation to make this story good for the reading.
Also, can I say the hardest thing about this story is that having all of those kids in the lodge means that I need to write an assload of dialogue so no one seems forgotten and keep them in character? Unfortunately, Matt got the short end of the stick this chapter. Anyways, this chapter is almost a filler, but the next chapter will be the start of the One Year Ago events. Any suggestions on how to incorporate the vital decision making into the story?
This story is going to have chapters about every one during the year gap because I do plan on Natalie being with someone who isn't Beth [mainly because she's dead] and that needs to develop. The pairings given in the description aren't surefire by the way. Most is canon, but two may not be. I'm in for the ride just as much as you guys are, because I vaguely have any idea on what's going to happen, ha ha.
Also, there is this thing I realized with watching Josh. He's ruthless with his speech and throwing shade. Like watching him while Chris and Mike had him in the shed made me realize how dirty the kid is. He plays dirty.
I've never really written an intimate scene before, but given how Until Dawn is basically every horror movie trope alive with a twist, I felt it was a given to write in. So beware, because there may be more. Hopefully, I get better.
I was reading head cannons on Tumblr about the cabin crew and someone brought to my attention that Josh calling Chris "Cochise" may be an allusion to something else that's Native American. Cochise was a chief during the Apache Wars, so Josh may know more about Native American culture due to his family's history with the Cree. Chris's last name isn't Cochise, but since I am too lazy to think up anything else, it will be for the sake of the story.
Nos vemos, my friends.