*This was written before Awsten dyed his hair soooo & the story refers to Awsten with purple hair. Enjoy.*
Going to Otto's lake house every summer was a tradition in Awsten's friend group. Geoff, Jawn, Otto, Travis, and Awsten would all go up there at the beginning of June, and they would stay there until late August. Every time they went, something weird always happened. Nothing could compare to the summer of 2019, though.
Their summer started out normal. They did the usual activities, such as swimming in the lake, grilling different meats, and having fires out in the woods near the house. One night, they decided to go exploring out in the woods to shake things up a bit. Now looking back, it wasn't such a great idea.
"Does everyone have their phones, flashlights, and whistles?" Geoff questioned the group. God, he's such a dad.
"Yes, honey," Awsten replied while walking over to the tall boy. Geoff smiled down at the purple-headed boy as he reached him.
"Good, my angel," he mumbled as he lifted his hand up and stroked Awsten's cheek with his large man hands. Then, he kissed the smaller boy roughly. Awsten's hand traveled to his lover's brown hair, tugging it lightly. Geoff softly moaned into the submissive boy's mouth before they were so rudely interrupted by one of the other annoying boys.
"I still don't get what these whistles are f- woah! Hey, there! Can y'all stop fucking each other over there and explain to me what these damn whistles are for?" Travis inquired. Geoff and Awsten pulled away from each other, clearly annoyed with Travis for interrupting.
"They're to alert us if something bad happens to you while away from the group, or if you get lost or something, dipshit. Use your fucking brain," Geoff snapped. Geoff snapping at him was enough to make the fragile boy cry. Otto and Awsten were quick to comfort Travis, both of the boys wrapping their arms around him to help him calm down. Awsten kissed Travis' cheek in hopes that it would help him feel better.
"Shh, baby, it's alright. He wasn't trying to be mean. He's just a bit annoyed at the moment," The boy explained to his second lover. "There was no need to talk to him like that," Awsten scolded. He looked over at Geoff, glaring at him for his actions. Awsten could see the jealousy in Geoff's eyes. He was not happy with the fact that his lover was in a relationship with three other people, and Awsten knew that. "There was no need to talk to him like that," Awsten scolded.
"What the fuck ever," Geoff muttered. He took one last look at the love of his life before storming out the door.
"Guys, we need to go after him," Jawn stated. The other three boys turned to see the redhead in the corner of the room, not realizing he was there.
"What the fuck, Jawn. Have you been there the whole time?" Otto asked surprised.
"Yes," he answered, "I saw everything go down. We really need to go find Geoff before he does something stupid." The three boys nodded in agreement.
"Alright then. Let's get going," Travis whispered shakily, wiping tears from his eyes. The group of boys headed out the door. As soon as they stepped outside, they realized how dark it was. Awsten checked the time on his phone. It was 11:11 p.m. He slid his phone back into the pocket of his sweatshirt and clicked on his flashlight.
"Okay, so we have a lot of ground to cover. I was thinking we could all split up, that way we can find him faster. Blow your whistles if you're in any sort of trouble, and someone will come help," Awsten told them. They nodded their heads. Then, they took off in different directions, officially starting the search for the missing boy.
As Awsten walked through the dark woods, he couldn't help but feel a bit frightened. Being in the woods all alone gave him a weird vibe. He shook it off and continued walking. All he cared about was finding his favorite lover. He was worried sick about him. "Geoff! Geoff, are you out here?!" he called out. There was no reply. After a few more minutes, he heard a whistle. It came from somewhere close by, so Awsten took off sprinting.
As he got closer and closer to the continuous rings of the whistle, it suddenly stopped. That's when he heard the most startling scream. He recognized the shrill sound as Travis' scream. He was in trouble. The screaming halted. Awsten took off in the direction he had heard the scream come from. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something. He turned around and saw a body covered in crimson red. He slowly walked over to the body to examine it. Awsten's hand flew up to his mouth when he realized that it was Travis' small body. The worst part was that he was decapitated. There was no sight of his head.
The purple-headed boy was disgusted. He stumbled away from the sight, running as far away as possible. As soon as he got to a safe place, he threw everything up. Another whistle sounded, followed by more screams. He froze instantly. The now terrified boy decided not to follow the sound in fear of coming across another disturbing scene. Instead, he sprinted out of the woods as fast as possible. As he was running, he heard one last whistle sound close by, and then he heard ear-piercing screams. After that, he didn't pay attention to anything around him. The boy ran and ran until the lake house was in clear view. The next thing he knew, he felt something hard hit his head. Then it all went black.
When Awsten came to, he was confused. His head shot up, and his eyes darted around the room. He quickly realized that he was in the basement. The only light came from a dimmed lamp. As Awsten scanned the room, he saw the shadow of a tall man. Awsten tried moving, but he couldn't move much since his and feet were bound to the chair he was sitting in.
"Hello, sweetie," the voice greeted. Awsten instantly knew it was Geoff's voice. Geoff stepped out of the shadow and into the light, revealing himself. His lover noticed all the blood on his clothes. He was horrified at what his sweet baby boy had become. He was a completely different person.
"It was you, wasn't it?" Awsten asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He could feel the tears beginning to form in his eyes.
Geoff walked over to the boy. He bent down, to his boyfriend's level, and outstretched his hand, putting his blood-covered pointer finger to his partner's soft lips. "I had to, baby," the murderer murmured.
Awsten couldn't believe it. "You killed all of them," he sobbed. Geoff nodded his head slowly, smiling at the acknowledgment of his work. "Why did you kill all of them?" Awsten managed to spit out.
"I did it for us, Awsten. I wanted you to love me and only me. Not me, Jawn, Otto, and Travis. Just me," Geoff angrily explained.
Awsten shut up after that. Suddenly, Geoff forcefully pulled down his partner's joggers, leaving his lower half completely exposed. He took Awsten's dick into his hand, deciding what he should do next. The twisted boy reached into his pocket. He pulled out his pocket knife. Flipping it open, he held it to the base of his lover's length, and slowly began sawing it off. Awsten let out ear-piercing screams. They sounded like music to Geoff's ears. He was getting what he wanted.
Once Geoff was done, he tossed the severed penis to the side. He looked up at Awsten. He had his eyes closed. Tears were streaming down his face. Geoff pressed his chapped lips to his lover's salty ones. He pulled away after a few seconds. The murderous man picked up his phone turning on his cover of Tantrum, like the Waterparks song, but angrier. Then Geoff picked up the toothbat laying on the ground next to the chair and began hitting Awsten with it to the beat of the song. Once he became tired, he quit beating him. By that time, his lover was lifeless. Geoff dropped the toothbat and fell to the ground. He realized what he had done and regretted it all. His jealousy got the best of him.
