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a summer place — LOTTIE MATTHEWS

— summary: repost since season 3 is nxt week🥸 an episodic fic of being with lottie in the wilderness. literally follows all the episodes of season 1.

— wordcount: 7,687

The loud hum in the airplane does little to soothe your nerves. You already took the Valium that Lottie gave you in the airport bathroom and it does nothing but make you feel even more like jelly.

Weak and sick.

"Do you want me to take your headphones out?" Lottie's voice sends you back to reality, and you wipe your sweaty palms on your pants while nodding at her. You watch her unzip her bag and fish for your Walkman, huffing as she tries to untangle the cord. "Ugh, here, you do it." she plops the device on your lap, and you smile slightly at her frustration, expertly untangling the wire in seconds.

You put them on and press play on the tape, reaching over to hold Lottie's hand as you hear the music start to play. She rubs comforting circles on your skin, and soon enough, the music lulls you to sleep.

When you come back into consciousness, you assume the screaming you hear is from your music, since it's right in your ears. You blink your eyes open and the horror that greets you feels like a bad dream. Lottie's teammates are screaming and some of them tumble out of their seats and into the aisle, reaching out for something to hold onto as the plane accelerates downward. You watch as Coke and paper cups roll to the pit, and your mouth suddenly goes dry. Your headphones are tugged off so fast that you get whiplash, and you look over to see Lottie panicking and fumbling with the oxygen mask before she puts it on you.

Hers goes on next, and you don't even know you were crying until Lottie wipes your tears and holds you close to her. It hits you all at once, and she tries her best to shush your wails and shaking body while trying to calm her own breathing. You try to focus on the way her fuzzy coat feels as you grip her body or the way her hair tickles your neck, but it just makes you even more aware of what's happening.

You pass out before the plane even crashes.

You flew from her arms the second the plane crashed, and that was the last she saw of you. She doesn't even know if you made it out. She doesn't even know how she made it out. It was like a blip in time - one second, she was bracing for impact, and the next she was suddenly outside. She spots Jackie and Shauna tumble out of the plane, but before she can go up to ask if they've seen you, the plane blows up. The impact isn't nearly big enough to even reach her, but she still feels the heat from the blast. Or maybe it's the cold sweat dripping down her back as she thinks of you still being inside.

"Have you seen Van?!"

Lottie barely registers Taissa shouting in her ear before she stumbles away, trying her best to focus her eyes so maybe she can see you lying on the ground somewhere. It doesn't work though - the debris of everything and the tears that she can feel forming blur her vision. But suddenly, she hears a muffled cry that sounds sort of like you yelling out for help. She yells for your name, rushing towards where she thinks the sound is coming from.

"Lottie!" you wail, and she spots you trapped underneath a plane seat. She nearly trips on her feet as she runs towards you, and her knees scrape against the twigs and rocks as she slides from kneeling down so fast. "Holy fuck, please, get this off me! It's on my hand, Lottie, please!" your one arm that you can use does nothing to help as you try to lift the seat off of your body, and you thrash around wildly.

At the sound of your panicked voice and the sight of seeing you hurt, a surge of adrenaline flows through her. She inhales hard and effortlessly pushes the seat off of you in one go, grabbing you and holding you close to her. "You're okay, you're okay." she repeats, patting your hair down and shushing your cries. "Let me see your hand."

You show it to her and she nearly retches at the sight of how bloody and mangled it is. It looks like some of your nails are hanging on by a thread and you'll definitely have some gnarly bruising but she doesn't think it's broken. "L-let's get it cleaned up." she swallows down a lump in her throat and helps you up.

She throws your good arm around her shoulder and walks you over to where the injured girls are gathered and sets you down against a tree. She tells you to wait and kisses your forehead before she leaves, on the hunt for her suitcase where she knows she has some bandages.

Thank God for you and for taking care of her injuries after soccer matches.

Lottie told you to wait by the campfire while she goes looking for something in her suitcase, but you're freezing fucking cold, and you know she has to have packed at least one of your jackets since she steals like half of them anyway. You struggle to get up, and you thank Van who helps you and even offers you one of their CornNuts, which you gratefully take.

"Lot?" you walk up behind her, and she makes a yelping noise from closing her pink box too fast and accidentally pinches her finger. She prays to God that you didn't see her take her pills and turns around to smile slightly at you. "Yeah?" she says weakly, getting up and brushing the dirt from her knees.

"Did you really tell me to wait so you could sneak a bite to eat? Couldn't even share?" you tease, hugging yourself as you shiver from the cold. Lottie lets out a sigh of relief that sounds like a nervous laugh to you, looking around as she plays with her dress. "I was just gonna ask if I could borrow a jacket since I can't find my suitcase."

"Oh, sure. I think I have your gray one in here anyways." she says, and you chuckle as she bends down and opens her suitcase to fish for it. Once she pulls it out and helps you into it, she makes sure to be careful of your injured hand. As she zips it back up, Lottie kisses your lips softly and rubs her thumb against your chin.

You tangle your hand in her hair for a moment before she pulls away with a shy giggle. She licks her lips and messes with the strings of your hoodie, giving your nose another kiss before taking your hand. "It feels like I haven't kissed you in forever." she chuckles, leading you back to the campfire. She helps you sit down before plopping down next to you, her thigh pressed flat against yours. You take the blanket that Shauna hands you and drape it over Lottie's shoulders, holding her hand underneath.

The second Laura Lee utters the word "cunt", you have to bite your lip to keep from a cackle from coming out, but Van breaks first and the rest follow suit. You look around at all the girls laughing and it feels like you're having a normal campfire instead of having been in a plane crash hours before. It feels nice.

After the girls go around confessing their secrets that definitely caused the plane crash, you all head to bed. Or at least try to. You can't sleep even though you're exhausted, the pain in your hand keeps throbbing uncomfortably. You give up and open your eyes, staring at Lottie's face.

You look at her perfect nose and her lips that still have her lip gloss coated on them. You watch how her brows furrow as she dreams of something good, you hope. Your staring must've been too intense because a few moments later she opens her eyes.

"You're still awake?" she mumbles sleepily, trying to adjust her eyes. She groans and rubs her eyes lazily while moving to rest her head on your chest, throwing her arm over your waist and hugging you tightly.

"Hand hurts too much to sleep."

She hums and starts rubbing your stomach which makes you purr. You kiss her forehead and breathe in her perfume that still lingers, trying your best to empty your head and close your eyes so you can sleep.

"You were never even supposed to come with us. You're not even on the team." you hear her whisper, squeezing her closer to you. You hear blame and guilt in her voice and shake your head lazily, grabbing her cheek and stroking it softly. "I wanted to come. It's not your fault. Besides, I'd be all the way back home worried as hell and eating myself alive wondering where you are. I'm glad I'm with you."

"Then it's settled. Grab your shit."

Lottie huffs slightly at Tai's words, and you sheepishly scratch your neck as she drops her arms in annoyance and reaches for her suitcase and bag. You grab your stuff and offer to carry Lottie's suitcase for her. It's the least you can do, you know, to win her back over. No doubt she's irritated at you.

"Why didn't you side with me?" she pulls you aside a bit from the line you guys are walking in.

"I just went with my instinct, I dunno." you mumble, knocking your shoulder into hers as you try to avoid catching your feet under any roots. "Besides, it's a lake and I feel all gross and grimy. I need to wash off." you joke.

You walk for what seems like forever. Your legs hurt and the backpack adds extra weight to your back which doesn't help. There's sweat dripping down your back and neck and places you didn't even know could sweat like that. Grunting, you roll your neck and try to power through, tugging Lottie's suitcase behind you.

"Need me to carry you, my dear?" Lottie teases, leaning in close and snickering despite having the same struggles as you. Her legs feel like they're gonna fall off any second now.

"What do you keep in this stupid suitcase? Rocks? Why is it so fucking heavy?" you groan.

"Oh, shit. Oh, hell yeah, bitches!" you hear Van yell and look up to see them jumping up and pointing erratically, and you know they've spotted the lake.

The words make an instant smile appear on your face, and suddenly nothing feels heavy or tiring anymore. You easily run with Lottie towards the water and toss your belongings carelessly to the side, sighing a breath of relief. You watch Lottie lift off her blue-collar shirt while you struggle to even kick off your shoes.

"Let me help you, you dork." she snorts, unbuttoning your shirt and helping you out of it. While she does that, you reach down and use one hand to unbuckle your belt, Lottie helping you with the rest and tugging them down. "There. Now, c'mon."

She grabs your good hand and leads you towards the water, and you feel yourself shrivel up at the coldness as it first touches your toes. You let go of her hand once the water reaches your midsection, and she looks at you with a frown.

"Probably shouldn't get my hand wet. I don't want it to get infected." you say, feeling a bit disappointed that you can't swim with her. You flash her your best smile and lean down to splash her, holding your hands up in surrender as she gives you a stern look. "I'll just stay here for now. Go ahead." you nod at the other girls who float and play in the water.

Lottie kisses you quickly before running the rest of the way in and diving under the water, looking like a mermaid as she resurfaces and waves at you. You grin and wave back, watching her play with her teammates.

You look around and decide to walk near where Jackie, Mari, and Nat are. You catch the end of Mari thirsting over Travis and scoff lightly, looking back behind and rolling your eyes.

Mari catches your eye, and you look away before she can say something back to you. She eyes you up and down though, whispering to Jackie. "If they weren't with Lottie, I'd totally hit."

You smile as you see the cabin, running up and looking through the dusty window for anyone in sight. You bump heads with Shauna as you turn to look at each other.

"I don't see anyone in there." Akilah comments, and you hear Jackie and her banging on the door.

"Me either," you respond, backing away as they look around for any sign of life. You feel someone missing, and you turn around to see Lottie holding onto her backpack straps tightly and making a stink face at the cabin, which she makes sure she's far from. "Lott?"

Walking over to her, you feel something dark settle in the pit of your stomach. She looks off - like she's genuinely afraid of something and it makes you nervous. You reach out to touch her shoulder, and it seems to snap her out of whatever daze she was in momentarily. As she looks at you, she still looks scared though, and you loop your arm around hers before walking back to the cabin. You feel her feet resist for a moment but eventually, she drags them against the ground, staying close to you.

Your heart sinks as you look at how grimy and abandoned the cabin looks as you enter. There hasn't been anyone living here in years. Probably even decades. Lottie still lingers by the door as you let go of her arm and walk in, and you throw your bag on the crappy couch as you look around.

"Don't worry, guys. We might be stuck in the middle of nowhere, but, hey, at least there's porn!" Van says cheerfully, showing off the porno mag to everyone.

Curiously, you walk over to the table where Van slams the mags down, but Lottie pulls you back by your shirt, glaring at you. Oh, now she wants to come in, you think.

"I wasn't gonna look," you mutter defensively.

Night falls and you toss and turn in your sleep, your mind not letting you forget what Lottie found up in the attic. Or why she was even up there in the first place. You had fallen asleep the second you all laid down blankets and mattresses, and you think you heard Lottie mumble something about going outside to try to pee. The next thing you know, you hear Tai scream, and she comes down saying something about a dead body and Lottie in the attic.

You had panicked, of course, assuming she was saying it was Lottie's dead body or something, but she came down the attic stairs looking sheepish and hugging herself. You ran straight up to her, asking if she was okay, and led her back to bed while some of the girls went out to bury the poor guy's bones since that's all he was.

You open your eyes only to be greeted with a face full of Lottie's pink sweater. You furrow your brow as you look up to see her sitting up and staring at something. Again, you feel that same feeling in your stomach from earlier as you get up and whisper to her.

"Lottie? It's okay. They buried him, he's gone." you glance up at the attic hatch that's still open, some moonlight peeking through. It gives you the shivers, and you subconsciously scoot closer to Lottie.

"I think bad things happened here," she says, and it doesn't do anything to calm your nerves. She lays back down and you glance one more time at the attic before cuddling up with her again, making sure you fall asleep after you hear her breathing get steady.

Hand in hand, you and Lottie stroll together through the forest. You helped her and Van put up the tin cans as the others took turns seeing who had the best shot earlier, and now you just needed to be alone with her after all that noise.

"Why didn't you shoot with them? You were the only one besides Travis and Nat who passed the coin test," she asks, stopping near a tree and leaning against it.

You place your hands on her waist and shrug. "I dunno. Feel like I only did good to impress you anyways." you grin, kissing her lips. "Besides, can you imagine me with a gun and, like, killing animals?"

"I think it would be hot." she giggles, draping her arms around your neck and tugging softly at your baby hairs. You lick your lips and smirk, raising your eyebrows at her. You bring your lips to her cheek and begin kissing down to her neck.

"Oh, yeah?" you tease, making her grip your hair harder at the sound of your low voice. She nods against your lips and melts into your touch, one of her hands sneaking under your shirt to paw at your chest. You push her flat against the tree once you hear a moan slip out and reach down to play with the waistband of her shorts. "Can I?"

She unbuttons them for you almost immediately and impatiently, shaking them down to her ankles and making your hand cup her clothed pussy. "Please. God, I need you," she whispers, letting out a whine as you slowly begin rubbing.

The sound makes you flush and your knees go weak. You stare intently at her face as you insert a finger inside of her, watching her lean her head back and close her eyes, her mouth agape as you are scissoring your fingers inside of her. Leaning in to kiss her, she grabs the back of your head and shoves her tongue inside your mouth. You pant as you feel her hump your hand, and a third finger easily slides in.

"I'm so close, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop." she babbles, her tongue lolling out as you suck marks into her neck. She can feel a white-hot burn in her belly and can't stop the incessant moans and whines that fly out of her mouth.

You hold her hips against the tree with one hand while you pound your fingers into her cunt, whispering for her to let go and cum for you. She releases with a bite to your neck and a long groan, hips stuttering as she comes down from her high. Slowly, you pull your fingers out and bring them to your lips for a taste. Her eyes are half-lidded when she looks at you and you smirk, making sure you've sucked all her juices off before kissing her.

She moans into your mouth, gripping your jaw so she can start sucking on your tongue. Reluctantly, you push her away and grin even wider as you get down on your knees. "You know, I think I could survive out here if this is what I'm eating every day."

You glance questionably towards Lottie as she looks back towards the window and squeeze her hand as you feel her tense up. Before you can ask what's wrong, her blood-curdling scream makes your heart sink, and you jump in fear.

As the window flies open on its own, you let go of her hand and scoot back. Your knees scrape against the rotten floor as you crawl back towards her and grab her shoulders. "Lottie? What's wrong?" you feel panic settle in your stomach as she begins to hyperventilate.

Shauna grabs the matches and lights the candles again, and the dim light makes Lottie's face light up in fear. Literally. You've never seen her look this way let alone act it, and it's almost like her face is scrunched up and distorted like she's possessed.

"Guys, something's really wrong with her." you hear Van say.

"You think?!" you yell, trying to hold Lottie still as she rocks herself back and forth. She groans and her nails dig painfully into your palm. You're frozen and don't know what to do, so all you do is rub her back and pray that she'll calm down soon.

"It wants!" she shouts.

"Lottie, baby, what is it?" you ask, cupping her face and rubbing your thumb on her cheek. "Tell us."

"Hungry. Hungry." she babbles, pushing your hand off her and cackling darkly. You frown as she starts shushing and grabs Shauna's hand. "It's in you already. And you." she turns to you again, making you gulp with fear as you lock eyes with her.

"Lottie knock it off. This isn't a game." Taissa says sternly, and she breaks eye contact with you to stare at the ceiling.

As she starts speaking French, you think your ears might be deceiving you. She's the worst in French class, how the fuck is she speaking it fluently right now?! You just stare in shock as you drown out the girls yelling about Jackie sucking at French and watch how Lottie seems to get pale as she continues speaking in tongues.

"Uh...blood? I think she's saying 'blood.'" Jackie's voice seeps into your consciousness and everyone's voices are loud again as you watch Lottie suddenly get up.

Akilah holds your arm back as you try to follow Lottie to the window, shaking her head in an attempt to get you to stay back from Lottie's episode.

"You must spill blood. Or else." she pants, leaning against the window like she's in pain.

"Or else what, Lottie?" you question, noticing her breathing getting more erratic. You get a bad feeling in your stomach. "Lottie, what are you-"

You watch with horror as she smashes her face into the window and scream, immediately rushing to her side. She wipes the blood off her forehead and begins to wail, and you help her sink down to her knees as you try to make sense of what the fuck is going on with your girlfriend.

"Lottie? Lottie, what the hell, are you okay?"

You don't even notice or hear Laura Lee walking in with her bible until she throws it at Lottie, and you quickly glare at her before comforting Lottie again. She gingerly wipes blood off her nose and looks at you, and her lips tremble as you raise her chin so you can use the sleeve of your shirt to wipe the rest off.

—

The cotton Band-Aid is placed on Lottie's forehead gently, and you feel bad for thinking how cute she looks as she pouts. You grab her cheeks and kiss the top of her head once you're done, placing your hand over hers. "Tell me if it hurts and I'll shake some more Aspirin out of Misty, okay?"

You smile as you get a laugh out of her and kiss her cheek, taking her hand and helping her off the table. You lead her back to the sofa and get her under the covers, getting in behind her and wrapping your arms around her waist. She reaches behind and pulls you in closer until you're flat against her, holding your hand against her stomach.

"What did you mean when you said it was in me too?" you mumble.

Lottie shrugs, playing with your fingers as she frowns. She doesn't even remember saying that. Doesn't even remember smashing her head against the window either.

"I don't know. I just wanna sleep," she says after a moment of silence.

"You saw Tai eating dirt last night?" you're in disbelief, looking at Lottie with a confused expression. "Wait, when was this?" you don't remember her leaving the bed.

"I heard a noise last night and went to check it out."

"Are you sure it wasn't just a dream? I don't know Taissa's personal tastes, but I don't think she'd resort to eating dirt," you say, frowning when you see her face fall slightly.

"I don't know. Maybe," she mumbles, hugging the side of her arm.

"I just feel like there's something else you're not telling me." you shrug, sitting down on one of the logs and looking up at her. She tenses up a bit, avoiding your eyes and shifting her weight on her feet. "You have been acting kinda off lately. You can tell me anything, you know."

Lottie feels her mouth go dry at your words. She knows she should just tell you about her meds, but can't she bring herself to open her mouth. There's a little part of her that still thinks you'd leave her if she told you about her diagnosis. She feels weak in the knees at the thought and sits down next to you.

"I think I'm seeing things." she sighs, bouncing her leg relentlessly. "And I don't know if they're real or not."

"Seeing things like what? Like, a shadow out of the corner of your eye or...?"

"Like seeing a deer with bloody antlers that nobody else saw type of things." she swallows hard, not bringing herself to face you in case you're looking at her like she's crazy.

"Maybe it's just stress related?" you propose. You've been out here for you don't know how many months, but it's been a while, and it's only natural that the body starts to cope however it can, right? You furrow your brow at the thought - maybe those voices you hear at night should be concerning...

"You don't believe me?" she finally turns to you, looking at you with a hurt expression. Her doe eyes are on full display, and you shake your head, holding her hand in yours.

"I believe you." you kiss her knuckles and scoot in closer to her. She feels a huge relief at your words. "Maybe you could go to Laura Lee? She'd probably know what to say better than I could. Maybe she could help you with your problem - give you some spiritual advice or something?"

Lottie nods and smiles at you, leaning her head to rest on your shoulder. She runs her hands along the length of your arm and gently digs her nails into your skin as she thinks about it. It's not the worst idea - in fact, she was thinking of already asking her about it, but she wanted to go to you first.

"I'll ask her. Come with me?"

"Maybe you should go alone. I already told Akilah I'd help her with finding some berries that we can all eat anyway. Tell me how it goes though?" you get up, holding your arms out for her to take. You pull her in for a kiss and wish her luck and watch her disappear into the cabin before you head out to find Akilah.

—

"I don't think you should go with Taissa and the others." Lottie pleads, begging for you to listen as you pack your things. "You know there's nothing out there."

"Why? Think you'll miss me too much if I go?" you tease, and you stop packing when you see how distressed she looks.

"I... I had a dream. I saw a river of blood and red smoke. I just don't want you to get hurt. Please, stay with me."

"You know I believe you, right? About your... visions. But Laura Lee has you thinking you're some type of prophet, Lottie." you sigh. Maybe getting her to go to Laura Lee was a mistake. She baptized her for Christ's sake. You've tried to think rationally about it - you know Laura Lee had good intentions but still. But at least Lottie feels better about the whole situation you guess. "Do you really want me to stay?"

She nods and pouts at you. You give in and start taking your things out of the bag, and you see her shoulders visibly relax. As you take out your clothes, she wraps her arm around your waist and pulls you in for a bone-crushing hug, kissing your cheek repeatedly. "Thank you."

You walk up to Lottie with one of the flowers you picked out while looking around for crafts. "Will you... go to doomcoming with me?" you ask, holding your breath. It comes out as a big snort when she breaks and rolls her eyes, pushing your shoulder softly before she takes the flower.

"Of course. But I was gonna ask you." she mumbles, sniffing the flower before tucking your hair behind your ear. She places the flower in your hair, rubbing her thumbs along your cheek. "You can still ask me." you reply, pulling her in by her waist and waiting expectantly.

You see her blush a little and smirk, and she reaches down to the crafts table and picks up two wooden pieces, and hands one to you. It's carved into a deer's antler held together by flowers and stems, almost resembling a keychain of some sort. Her piece is the same but a little bigger. They're matching.

"I made this for you. For us. Kinda like puzzle pieces, I guess. But, uh, I was gonna give it to you when I asked so... Go to doomcoming with me?" she asks shyly, her brown eyes sparkling with shyness.

"Hmm... I dunno." you pretend to contemplate it, wincing when she shoves your shoulder. You pout and rub the sting but smile at her, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "I'd be honored to go to doomcoming with you, Lott."

—

Waiting impatiently behind the 'party' string the girls made, you hear Javi clanging against the scrap metal which signals the start of doomcoming. You slowly enter through, feeling nervous as you pat down your dress shirt and fix your hair. You wanna look good for Lottie since you two didn't see each other as you were getting ready, both wanting it to be a surprise. The second you spot her the breath gets knocked out of your lungs - she looks so beautiful. Like a goddess with that antler crown of hers. You can't help the gummy smile that breaks out as you two lock eyes, and you sheepishly shuffle over to her.

"You look really good. Laura Lee would be honored." you tell her, softly running your hands over the dress. She gives you a sad smile before pulling you in for a kiss, and you feel her put something light on your head. You pull back confused before reaching up and touching a crown made of sticks.

"It's like mine," she says, leaning her head down and touching her crown with yours. You giggle at her antics and bring her in for another kiss. "You're so cute," you mumble against her lips.

"Come get another drink with me." she leads you over to the jar of berries and pours you a generous amount, taking a tiny sip before handing it to you. You grimace as you swallow it down, hating the tiny chunks still left in there.

You drink 2 cups of it nonetheless - you're not about to miss out on free booze out here. No way. You also have some of that broth with her, letting her spoon-feed it to you as it drips down the side of your mouth.

—

"What we need is a slow dance." Misty cheers, and you catch the way Coach tries to cover his grimace. But you agree - maybe just because you really want to dance with Lottie and feel normal for a second again. But it's a nice thought.

Smiling at Lottie humming, you nod your head along to the sound of her voice. Taissa breaks out in song and the rest of the girls sing along, making you snort as you watch her dance with Van. This gets the other girls going and they prance around with each other, and you feel Lottie grab you by the hand and tug you into her body. "Dance with me?"

You groan and flush in embarrassment as she sways your arms to the beat of her humming and hide your face in her neck. Your hands fly to her waist, and you lick your lips while staring at her, thinking she looks amazing with the slight stain of the berries on her mouth and the way her eyes are half-lidded as she looks at you. The booze suddenly hits you, and you try to blink away your blurry vision. The more you dance around with Lottie, the more your stomach twists, and you gently push away from her.

"Maybe we should sit down. Feel funny..." you slur, leading her over by a mossy tree log and collapsing by it. She sits down next to you and plays with your fingers, bringing it up close to your face as if to inspect them.

You don't know how you ended up away from Lottie, but when you open your eyes again, it's dark. You're a few feet away and slumped against a tree while watching her sway as she kneels on the ground. You giggle at her movements and attempt to get up but you're too drunk and woozy. She turns around at the sound of your voice and smiles with a loopy grin, crawling over to you.

She gets on your lap and breathes hotly into your ear, her hands roaming over your body. "It's hungry." Your eyes close shut at the feeling and you moan softly as she begins peppering desperate kisses along your cheek and neck. She lifts herself up for a brief moment to move her dress out of the way, and you feel the fabric of her panties against your thigh.

Her hands push you more against the tree as she humps you wildly, and you only remember that the others are still there when she reaches down and cups your center. Your eyes fly open, and you try to hold her hips still but she growls at you, squeezing your wrists and slamming them against your sides.

"Lottie, not here," you whine, mouth hanging open as her knee slips between your legs and rubs against your pussy. She squeezes her legs around yours as she continues humping your thigh, and your brows furrow when you feel her bite your neck. Like, really bite it. Almost like she's trying to rip off your jugular.

She shushes you as you squirm, biting down hard enough to draw blood. Your cry is immediately silenced by her lips as she slams them against yours, and her hands begin undoing your dress shirt. She only gets a couple of buttons undone before you're pushing her off, stumbling as you try to regain your balance.

You don't know why, but your feet feel the need to get away from here. From Lottie. So, you start running. You rush into the forest without looking back and try to see in front of you as the night sky barely illuminates the forest.

"The stag is getting away. Get it." Lottie yells to the girls, getting up in a hurry and rushing after you. The girls follow along, and Shauna grabs a knife from the ground used for cutting the fabric earlier before catching up.

The eerie sound of them whooping and howling behind you makes you sweat with terror, the adrenaline only doing so much to keep you further from them. Your legs burn the faster you run but you force yourself to keep going. You quickly look behind to see some of them carrying weapons, and that fatal mistake causes you to trip and fall on a tree root. Your shoulder slams down into the dirt and while trying to ignore the pain, you kick your legs and scoot back as Lottie practically throws herself on you.

"Got you, little one."

—

You stare stupidly at Lottie as she puts on what you can only describe as some sort of antler headpiece. Drool drips down as your mouth hangs open, and you grunt as Mari grips your jaw roughly as Lottie shoves a pinecone in your mouth.

"Shh..." she whispers, rubbing your cheek with her hand as you struggle. "Stop fighting."

Her voice is mean and demanding, and you flinch back at her harsh tone. She looks back towards Shauna with the knife and steps away, letting her get close to you. Your heart sinks as Shauna brings the knife up to your neck, and you desperately look between her and Lottie.

"It's okay. It wants us to do this." Lottie gets beside you and tries to comfort you, her breath hitching as you groan in pain when you feel Shauna dig the knife into the side of your throat. "That's it..."

With the pinecone still in your mouth, you try to gurgle out Shauna's name to get her to stop but it's no use - the blade just goes in deeper until you feel blood trails drip down to your chest. But suddenly, your savior comes to the rescue. Nat pushes Shauna out of the way and gets the pinecone out, and you cough and spit up bits of wood. She helps untie you from the weird-looking altar they set up as well, not meaning to push you back so hard as she stumbles for the knife Shauna drops on the ground.

In a haze, you stagger towards them, holding your wound as it throbs with pain. You glance towards Lottie who doesn't even look like she's on this planet right now and wonder what the fuck has gotten into her. She stares at Nat with a sour expression as she holds the knife towards her.

"Oh, fuck. Are you okay?" Nat's voice sounds a bit distorted as you try to keep the blackness from covering your vision completely, and you nod. "'m fine." you wheeze out, shaking your head and trying to fix your vision.

Lottie uses Nat being distracted to jump forward and grab her wrist, snarling in her face. "It's in all of us, you know. Even them. Even you." and she giggles as Nat pushes her down.

You drop to your knees from the overwhelming pain and watch your girlfriend giggle crazily, Nat breezing past you and heading back to the cabin. You make eye contact with Lottie and feel your body freeze as she continues to giggle at no one. The last thing you see before you pass out is her crawling over to you and whispering your name in a sing-songy voice.

The first thing you feel when you wake up is the heavy pressure on your chest.

You groggily open your eyes to find your girlfriend sleeping on you like a cat, all curled up and snoring softly into your neck. You feel weak and your skin is all clammy and covered in sweat as you get up as far as you can and gently push her off. The strength you used causes your neck to throb in pain and you slap your hand over your wound, all the events of last night flooding back to you.

What the actual fuck happened?!

Why did all the girls go crazy on you and try to skin you alive? And why was Lottie calling you a stag like you were game for them to hunt and kill? Jesus, you are never drinking wilderness berries ever again.

The rest of the girls stir in their sleep and slowly begin to wake up. Lottie twitches and sits up, and you avoid her eyes as she looks at you. You get up and groan, your head pounding as you shuffle back to the cabin. As you make your way through the woods, you turn around and see the rest of the group following you and feel a spike of fear. Shauna avoids your gaze with a guilty head turn but Lottie stares into your eyes, looking at you with a curious expression.

You spot Coach and Van sitting out front, Jackie leaning against the door like she's waiting for her cheating husband to come home. She yells at the girls while you keep glancing at Lottie, feeling nervous next to her and getting acutely aware of your blood-soaked shirt.

"Wait, shrooms?" Shauna repeats, and you catch Misty's bashful look as she turns her head away.

You can barely pay attention to the conversation happening right now, too busy trying to figure out if the hushed voices you hear are from the girls or in your head. You suddenly get a staticky feeling in your body, all the hairs on your arms and legs sticking up like something's waiting to happen.

"Wait, stop! Do you hear that?" Lottie's voice breaks you out of your spell as you hear rustling in the bushes behind you. You turn around to see a brown blob among the green, looking closer and realizing that the figure is a bear.

You gasp and back away, accidentally bumping into Lottie's arm. She barely moves back and you have to pull her along with you until your feet hit the stairs of the cabin.

"Shauna, the knife." Lottie shrugs your hand away from her wrist and holds it out for the knife, and you look at her like she's insane. Shauna hands it to her and she slowly starts walking towards the bear.

"Lottie, what the fuck are you doing?" you whisper-yell at her, gripping her wrist roughly and trying to pull her back. "It'll be okay," she tells you, pushing your arm back and stalking forward. You watch with a heavy feeling in your stomach as she comes face to face with the bear, your breathing getting erratic as it looks like it's about to pounce.

But it doesn't - it kneels in front of her like it's letting her kill it. Asking her to. You look away as she stabs it in the head, jumping as you hear the loud roar it lets out from the pain. You hear Lottie's heavy breathing get closer to you until you feel her hand grab your chin, making you look towards her.

"See? I told you. Everything's okay."

—

The awkward silence between you and Lottie as you get dressed is killing you. You feel like you did when you first started dating her - shy and awkward and nervous, like it's your first time seeing her naked. The words get caught in your throat, but you stop stalling and close your eyes, mentally telling yourself to just get it out.

"Are we..." you clear your throat as you finish adjusting your shirt. "Are we okay? I just feel like... we should talk about last night."

She nods at you genuinely and buttons up that green sweater you love so much, walking closer to you and taking your hand in hers. She kisses your knuckles and waits for you to continue. "I wanna be okay with you. Aren't we?"

"You tried to kill me last night." you scoff with a smile, getting serious as you remember how culty everything felt. "Like offering me to the Gods type shit."

"We were all on shrooms." she says with a gentle voice, hypnotizing you with that soft look in her eyes. You roll your eyes and mumble a quiet "Yeah." and kiss her on the lips. She hums as she moves your neck to the side, noticing the deep bite mark she left, getting strangely proud over it.

She kisses the fresh scar on your neck and murmurs, "C'mon. Let's go eat."

—

"Let's join hands."

You groan internally and feel your stomach rumble, begrudgingly putting your food down by your side and letting Lottie take your hand. You can't help but grin at Jackie glaring at Misty as she tries to be friendly and refuses to take her hand.

"To the spirit of the bear, who sacrificed so that we could survive, we give our thanks."

"Thank you." you and everyone else repeat.

"And to the ancient Gods of the sky and the dirt, we give our thanks."

"Thank you." everyone but you and Jackie repeat.

You glance at Lottie out of the corner of your eye, tentatively reaching for your bowl of meat and wondering if it's okay to start eating again.

"Jackie didn't say it," Misty calls out, looking around for approval.

"No, I did not thank the dirt for bringing us a brain-dead bear. What is even happening right now? I mean, what the fuck is wrong with you all?" she breaks, and you know this is going to cause an argument that is going to get ugly real fast.

"Don't tell me to calm down," she yells at Shauna, and you glance at her right next to you and how she clenches her jaw as Jackie confronts her. "What were you gonna do to (Y/N) last night, Shauna?" she crosses her arms and pokes her tongue in her cheek.

You feel Lottie tense up beside you and her pinky touches yours. You hold your breath as Shauna looks back at you guiltily and you avert your gaze to Jackie, feeling a sense of gratitude that she's sticking up for you.

Everything escalates from there - Shauna blows up on Jackie who reveals that she slept with Jeff and got her pregnant. You're not gonna lie, you enjoyed the little drama show you got to witness, but you feel bad for Jackie. She retreated outside, forced out by Shauna with nothing but a blanket. You wanted to go after her but Lottie stopped you, telling you to stay out of it. You sneak out when everyone's asleep though, helping her at least start a little fire and fail to convince her to come back inside. Unbeknownst to you, you hug her for the last time and tell her that Shauna will probably be cooled down by tomorrow morning and everything will be okay.

When you wake up to Shauna screaming and go outside to find Jackie's frozen corpse, all you can think about is if she'd still be alive if you tried harder to convince her to come back with you.

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