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   So this is suppppppper late. I really wanted to write this for Halloween but procrastination and life got in the way. I hope that you guys still enjoy it even if its a months late. =(

My Turn

Summery: Phil is dared by some classmates to sleep a whole night at the abandon house down the street. The word is that many years ago some one got murder in that house and since then no one has been able to live there. Phil may be superstitious  but not to the extent of believing in ghost or so he thought.

warning : none on part 1. the good stuff comes later !  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

part 1/4

Phil browsed the inside of his blue bag pack  making sure one last time he was well prepared.

flashlight : check 

zip-lock bag of cereal for snaking: check

 Buffy comics to spend the time: check 

Fully charged phone: check 

His pillow and sleeping bag:check

Last but most important his camera: check

 He pulled his brand new red Nikon camera out from the other contents and zipped the bag right after. This object will the only true witness  tonight . Phil turned on the camera and faced it straight in front of him to see the outline of his wavy brunet hair friend. 

“ You dont have to do this Phil. ” PJ said in low tone that only the two boys could hear as he stared at Phil adjust the setting of the cam. “This is stupid. I bet not even one of them would dare to do this.” He added upset while he took a moment to look around and make sure nothing would pop out from the darkness that surrounded them . Phil could now see his friend perfectly after he figured out how to put the camera on night mode for the first time. Pj had his arms crossed along his chest.  

“Its going to be fine”, Phil peeked from behind the camera making eye contact with his friend’s green eyes. “ Just focused on the fact that tomorrow  we will have enough to finally buy two copies of that game we want and left over cash for what ever else. Easy money. ” Phil smiled at PJ who by now knew that Phil was not going to back out no matter how much he complained.

 " Fine but call or come over to my house if anything happens no matter what time it is. We will meet with you here in front of the gate at 9 am. ok?“ Pj undid his arms and put his hands inside the pockets of his green hoodie. After he nodded back at Pj ,Phil took a deep breath as he placed his free hand on the old rusted metallic gate. It was time, he thought when he turned towards the house that they stood outside this whole time. With an easy push the gate swung open reviling what look like the beginning of  stone path that after a few feet disappeared into grass tall enough to reach his own knees. 

“wish me luck!“  Phil said as he verged in the path that he couldn't  even see in the camera’s night mode. As he made it to the house porch he never looked back to see if PJ was still there to witness him do something no one in their town had dared to do. Don’t get him wrong he was not doing this because he had THE BALLS to do it. Phil hated confrontation of any kind but if people picked on his friends it was a different story.

   When some of those snobby wanna  be posh kids from high school picked on Pj Phil  "unleashed the beast”. Which snowball into them daring him to stay few hours during the day at the abandon house but Phil was so over them he was going to show them once and for all. Like an idiot in the heat of the moment,  he up them by saying that he would stay at the house the whole night.  Not even the  dark edgy goth kids of their senior year  would  set foot at in this house at that time.

Phill reached the porch steps and carefully tested each step before he put his whole body pressure on them. The wood creaked violently as if they going to break at the slightest touch .After much teasing, he walked right up to the door. “ENTER IF YOU DARE!!” was vandalized right under the house number door.Phil hit the red record button caught the red spray paint as his first scene.

“This is the 278 the abounded house down our street or like the entire population of the school  calls it the haunted Howells. My name is Phil Lester  and if you find this well I am dead.” Phill laughed at his own comment  as he reached for the door knob. Just like the old gate the door swung open as if the years of wear from nature had lighted the weight of it. “ According to the word on the street this house as been empty for a long time.The housed was own by the Howell family who mysteriously left it and no one has been able to live here since due to supernatural events. Also, there is a rumor that after visiting the house some people have gone missing.”

He shut the door behind him and took a first glance into the living room from the camera’s night vision. Phil pull out the flashlight from his bag, he couldn’t rely on the night mode alone. Living Room was empty no furniture what so ever. There was a lot of leaves, empty beer bottles left behind from the uni jocks that dare each other to stay in the house a few hours during the day and lots of spider webs. Phil made his way to the kitchen and just like the living room it was empty, dusty and dirty.

“well the first floor seems completely empty. It looks like no one is been in the house for a long while but I am still going to look around the house before I settle somewhere. Just cause I am a nerd that believes more in aliens that in ghost that does not mean that there could be a serial killer hiding  ready to kill me. So lets go upstairs.” Phil began his ascend to the second floor of the house. He was not being that silent as he climbed up the steps. This was really a joke. To him this is just an empty house that was just too old to get sold that is all. His mom might have made him slightly superstitious but not enough to believe in other worldly spirits. The stairs led to a hall with four doors. Phil tried to open the first door to his left but it was locked .

 Actually, most of the doors were shut closed and they wouldn’t event budge except for the last one on the right that was wide open. Phil first peeked in the room for safety reasons. This room was quite different from the rest of the house it had furniture. one full wooden framed Bed with a spotted mattress and one  wooden dresser covering a window on the adjacent wall but that was not all. The room was not as dusty or dirty like the rest of the house. Plus it seems as no one ever came up here for there was not even a single piece of trash. Phill walked right up to the bed.

“well guys this looks promising. ” Phil said as he presses against the mattress. Obviously, the top layer of filth bounced up the air and made Phil sneezed that’s when he noticed that the black dots he thought where dirt begun to move.“ lol nope lets not ” He quickly walked away from the bed to the dresser and started to look inside the draws. Three of the four draws were empty but the last one had a few sheets of papers in it. Phil pulled them out and proceeded to close the room door.

“ok so this is where I am going to be staying for the night. Let me pull out my sleeping bag  and then ill read you guys what I found in the dresser.” So Phil put down the camera on top of the dresser  facing him and the flashlight so it illuminated the room some what. He placed the sleeping  bag and his pillow on the other side of the room  far away from the bed as possible. Once settled he faced the papers to the camera . “ ok so in the far corner here if the camera focuses you can see the letters D H, probably initials. All three papers have it. The first paper  is a music sheet which letters have been written over the notes. Maybe there were learning to play an instrument. The second sheet seems like some math homework that was never finished. Last  sheet sais” He stopped and looks around before he reads the rest  ,“I killed all my family  and you are next !“  To wich Phil looks at the camera with his eyes wide open with fear just to laugh after a few seconds.

” It doesn’t say that. what it actually sais is. ’ I had a bad day today Matt canceled on me again. I think he might be getting tired of me but I love him. Also, mum and dad aren’t making it any easier by sniffing around every second . Maybe they are catching on to what is happening between Matt and I. I hope not I couldn’t deal with Matt’s rejection as well as my parents.’ well, D H that quite the romantic drama. is that it ?“ Phil flips the paper to see alittle bit more written in the back of it.  “oh no there is more ’ some times I wish I was in control of all this. When will it be MY TURN?’ “  His last words come out like a whisper. After a half second of silence he put the paper down with the rest  “Same D H same. Well, I hope where ever you are now you are better off. Anyway, now I am just gonna read some of my comics and eat my snack !”

Phil took the camera from down from the dresser and placed it  on the  red wood floor far enough to where you could see the whole sleeping bag.  He was set. The intended plan was to re-read his buffy comic collection book , snack and try to stay up. Two hours went by of him just sat on his sleeping bag reading away and snacking on a bunch of mix cereal because he couldn’t decide on flavor when he packed. Every so often he would laugh get up and walk to the camera to show it something he found funny or he thought was cool. 

“hey guys. so I really wanted to stay up the whole time but i am too tierd. It was a school day today .. um i mean yesterday  its already like 3 Am. I am going to take a nap you guys are on the look out . My life depends on you. See you  later .”   He made is way back to the sleeping bag and past out as soon as his head hit the pillow.

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 Hey guys thank you so much for all the likes and reblogs !! Here are parts 2&3  and 4 will be up tomorrow.

My Turn

Summery: Phil is dared by some classmates to sleep a whole night at the abandon house down the street. The word is that many years ago some one got murder in that house and since then no one has been able to live there. Phil may be superstitious  but not to the extent of believing in ghost or so he thought.

Part 1

warning : smut,rape,death

Part  2/4

Phil was a very vivid dreamer and he always looked forward to the weird adventures his brains would take him. Tonight was suppose to be like any other and it started that way. Some weird penguin that could camouflage stole Phil’s apocalyptic cereal stash. In the dream, Phil  joined forces with a purple kangaroo that was the sworn enemy of the penguin. At some point, the animals proceeded to have a martial art showdown in a colorful environment  with Phil in the background ,who tried to save as much cereal as he could. The second he started to pick up the pieces it all  began to fade way. That was odd he thought as he turned around to find  himself in a blurry room. The animals where gone  along with the colorful background. Replaced from what he could make out in the blurriness  a room that contained  one wooden bed , one wooden dresser and a black piano.

    Each piece of furniture laid against a  different wall of the room . Phill knew he had never been here, after all, it was just a dream but it looked somewhat familiar. It took a bit for the blurriness to lift  for him to realized that he wasnt alone. Music began to overtake the room , soft piano notes that blended together into a sweet sonata. A young guy sat on the piano his hands ran along the keyboard with such ease. Phil  walked over to the piano absorbed by the pleasing music waves that ended abruptly the moment he got to close.The guy looked up to Phil’s general direction.

“um um  sorry ” Phil said in a bit of shook  as he tried to catch a little bit of the Imaginary blood that  came out of his nose. Never in 17 years that he lived in this town had he seen some one so pretty as this dude. Soft brown wavy hair , a fringe the fell right above beautiful almond brown shape eyes and creamy tone skin that was way more apelling than his printer paper .“Your beutifull no I mean the music was beutifull but like its not like your ugly or anything!” Words pour out of Phil’s mouth before he could really processes what he had said. The guy looked towards him but never  at his face or upper body. It felt as if he looked trough him not at him. Phil took a breath and thought of ways to save his first impression on this guy.

“My name is Phil. what’s yours?” He asked the guy who turned back to the piano and wrote some notes on a the piece of paper that he left there. Not even once did he show sings that he acknowledge the fact that Phil was in the room. He got up , walked to the bed on the opeset side of the room and sat with another sheet of paper. Shit did he screw up Phil thougth as he walked after the guy of similar height.

“hello?” Phill asked a few feet from the bed. Was the guy ignoring him ? No reponse from the beautiful ear pierced male who looked at a new sheet with the most strain expression. “ Hello! ” Phil said louder wavy his arms up and donw in hopes that would catch the mans attention. Phil keeped at it at some point making schreaking animal noises but none of the actions were effective. Just when Phil was going to touch the guy as his last attempt he looked up. His face was filled with concern. Phil back up imideatly. oh no he had defently screwed up. “ Soryy I” Phil stopped mid sentence when he realized that they couldn’t seem him. Another guy had walked into the room and straight trough phil.

The other male was a few inches taller than them and a full blown ginger with freckles. Immediately  the brunet stud up and stared to speak to the ginger who eyes where narrow and fits where clench. Phil stud a few feet behind him but could not even hear one word they said to each other. He watched their mouths move but no sound came out of them. The ginger began to yell or that’s  what it seem like as he pointed at the brunet. Phil didn’t understand a few minutes ago he heard the guy play on the piano. He back up from the angry ginger man and walked over to the instrument. Phil tired to play a key on the piano but just like the guys he didn’t hear a thing. At this point phil would have agreed that this indeed was a weird dream but it was not even at its peek . He pressed another key and sound came out. This sound was not a melotic tone that belong to a piano but a moan of some one who was trying to catch their breath. The sound contined to escalate behind him.Phil rotated 180 to find the ginger had pined the guy over the dresser.

 The lovely male’s bottom half had been strip bare and his wrist restraint together by the gingers grip. Wet sounds of the ginger’s four fingers that shoved inside the brunet never surfaced but just the sound of breathlessness that the guy exhale unto the dressers mirror with his face pressed agaistn the wooden top did. His soft lips that at some point were able to murmur some words that trigger the ginger even more. He stop his aggressive proving and with the same force pulled on to the brunettes hair. His back curved and the breathless sounds turn in to moans of pain. While his neck became  fully exposed the ginger bit into him hard enough to make blood drip onto the guy’s gray t-shirt. This whole time Phil tried to leave or not look but he couldn’t his eyes were glued on to the body of the brunet. He was fully aroused by the perfect shape of his tight ,hips and the way the moved in crave manner of other males fingers. Not to mention his privet  member that was fully erect and seeping for more action. Phil knew that his was not much farther a long if he keep watching him.

The ginger dragged the guy on to bed and pinned him again this time under his body. He took no time to spread the brunette and insert himself in him with full force . His head arched back in pain with his mouth gapped open and his hand gripped on the side of the mattress. Phil’s body heat picked up a he just watched the merciless pounding of the lovely male. It Itched so bad how much he wished he was the ginger that topped the brunet. They guy began to yell in pain his eyes watered up as the ginger picked up the speed. The arousing noised he once made turned into curling sounds that could make any one bleed. In an attempted to quite him down the ginger cupped his hands round the brunet's neck and press. Phil felt a fast discomfort around him and in him arise. The air in the room became heavy and the light dimmed quickly . Phil coughed , his lung gasped for air. It was horrifying. The ginger never stopped pounding in and out of the guy as he squirmed  under him with despair.  A despair that Phil could feel more and more until the snap. Phil drooped  on his knees the oxygen was completely gone. The brunette head dropped unto its side  with wide open lifeless eyes that looked straight into Phil’s.

part 3/4

warnings:  more smut,

Part 3

Phil opened his mouth to what he assume was  to produce a scream of terror from that awful nightmare but the sound never came. Instead of ear pitched scream that was well needed a loud moan came out. His body was heated as he once had been. It didn’t make sense. He just had one of the most howling dreams he could ever recall but pleasure surged trough his body asking for more. Phil felt the excitement in his groin grow to which he looked down to expect a tent. 

Enchanted filled with life brown almon like eyes stared onto Phil while they bobed up and down. was he still dreaming? is he lucid dreaming? Phil thougth as he saw the same beutilful male blow and lick his member. Where ever he was it was to dark to see anything except for the very sexy naked man in front of him. He tried to push him self up from the floor but his body was just to weak. 

“shit”Phil breath out he couldn't do anything. The guy picked the pace once in a while he nibbled and to took quick glances at the  powerless phil. Phil was already so pumped  from the  previous dream that at this moment it wouldn’t take much to push him off edge. Just  when he felt he would tip over he stopped . Phil look down to find the brunet climig over to him, his soft skin rubbed against his. It was mess,Phil’s brain, nothing  made since but eveything felt so good.

“ Come lets go to my bed”The brunette commaded in a soft whisper like  tone into phils ear. The words entered his brain and pushed anything aside but an overwhelming desire to do what he was told. Phil stood up immediately as the  guy rapped his arms around Phil’s neck. His fingers mingled in Phil dyed jet black hair. It seem like he had gotten a good hold of phil’s head and pulled him forward for a kiss. Never had Phil felt like so impotent. The guy pulled more and  Phil blindly fallowed as they made out. Phil hands made their way around the soft body that seem oddly chill. The guy stopped and smiled at Phil who he pushed down on to a bed. Phil and other male locked eyes. With the small amount of self control Phil had left, he expressed the last though that roomed through his head.

“who are you ?“ Phil asked the guy who not even once blinked and did not waste time to settle himself on top. Phil’s member  was still way hard from the earlier interaction and slipped right into him. The guy lean forward to Phil, their face almost touched.

"Does it matter I am not even physically here.“ He moan as he lean all the way back and began to move furiously up and down. The guy placed his hands on Phil’s chest and with his thumb rubbed against Phil’s nipples. Phil grabbed onto his hips making sure that he went all the way into him to the point were their skin touched. The pleasured was immeasurable almost supernatural. If  he could, Phil wish to be like this all night filled with unexplainable indulgence. Phil grunted and kept going, snapping his hips and watching his cock go in and out of the male. Just as Phil body begun to reach his physical limit he flip the guy on to the bed and pounded harder than before. Their moans filling the room.

” Do it! you are the best one yet.“ The brunette moaned out loudly  as their bodies collided. Phil hands that were once placed on the males hip moved upward towards his neck. Phil couldn’t stop himself as he choked the guy under him. He watched the male’s face filled with joy and pleasure from the act. He  was a moaning mess underneath Phil, and  he arched his back  to meet him in the middle. That was it for phil his body couldn’t hold anymore.  Phil moan and rode of his orgasm, thrusting in and out of male before he came to a stop. He dropped over the brunet .

“Shit!, I am sorry  ” Phil said in between heavy breaths. He could feel the hard erection of the male under pressed against his skin. All that build up  made him finish much quicker. How embarrassing. He tried to sit up in order to finish off the stranger but stopped. Phil shocked quickly ganced at the male who stare back  laughing none stop . At first it was a chuckle that turn in a hysterical fit of laughter. The more he laugh the colder it got around them .Phil breath slowed down his mouth dried up and body begun to shake.

Sorry this is late but I had to study all day. Once again thank you guys for the likes and reblogs it means a lot to me. Hope you guys enjoy the end!   

My Turn

Summery: Phil is dared by some classmates to sleep a whole night at the abandon house down the street. The word is that many years ago some one got murder in that house and since then no one has been able to live there. Phil may be superstitious  but not to the extent of believing in ghost or so he thought.

parts : 1  2&3

warning : death ( if your looking for the smut is on the previous parts)

Part 4/4

When Phil open his eyes he prayed that it  just a bad inception.   Sunlight had entered from the window that was behind the dresser.It was morning. He began to coughed  what seem like an eternity. Chunks of air filled his lungs in an attempt to alleviate the pain of the horror that was fresh in his mind .  Only once his sight assured him that he was alone in the room did his breathing return to normal.

“It was just a dream”  Phil  whispered to him self  over and over as he  sat up. The moment Phil put his hand down to support himself  something scurry by his fingers. One glace and the fear struck again.  The black like cockroaches  from his dream crawling all over his body. With out a second thought he sprung up shaking the bugs off and it’s was then when it dawn on him.  He was on the  bed.

  At this point nothing not even the dare was worth this. Phil grabbed all his belongings and shoved them in the backpack. He no longer was sure it was a dream and was not going to stick around much longer to find out.   A large thump like noise over took the silence in the room.Phil froze when he grab the door knob. The noise defiantly came from the other side.  The thumping continued getting closer and closer to the door. Phil back off from the door as the knob began to shake and the door open. For those few seconds that he swore his heart flat line.

“ Phil here you are  ! We thought something happen to you. It’s 10 am ” Pj spoke concern and relived that nothing had happen to his friend from this horrific dare.  Phil was also relive to see that Pj was the one on the other side of the door and not  well  the other thing.

“Let’s leave" Phil grab  his friend by the wrist and hastily made it down the stairs.

“ are you ok ?” pj asked as he gets drag across the  dirty living room. Phil would not look at him and just continued to pull. It was painfully obvious something bad  had occurred.  They reach the door and  Phil swung it open not caring for its delicate worn out nature. He would have continued to pull Pj miles away from this  horrific place.Unfortunately it  had to wait. To Phil’s surprise not only were the bullies waiting outside the gate but a good chunk of his graduation class. Like a hero who came back from war the crowd cheered his name.  

In all that morning’s commotion Phil had forgotten why he had stay there in the first place. He loosen his grip of Pjs wrist who took the led and open the gate for them.  The other students continued to clap as Phil and Pj meet up with the bullies. The main guy of the group who  instigated  the dare and  doesn’t need a description cause hes a cunt pull out his wallet. He didn’t say anything didn’t even look at Phil as he gave  him the agreed amount .

“ prove it. prove that you stayed the whole night !” Another boy from the  bully group stop the main guy. It is not uncommon for these type of people to be sour when they lose.

“ You just saw me come out of the house” Phil said back perplex. Phil was usually a very patient person but the house experience had sucked it out of him. If this dragged on Phil was going to leave money or not.

“ so  what if you here at dawn and just stayed a few hrs and planned with your friend to be an hr late to scare us all.”

The bully expressed  in front of the crowd who silent watch for Phil’s reaction.

“ Phil wheres your camera?” Pj asked  perplex as well. For  sure  that would have been the first thing he would had pulled out. Phil took a moment  before he reached inside his bag. What if it was true? He wasn’t sure he wanted to pull it out but with all the on lookers he did. The red camera was still  on  almost about to die but still recording. Another student step forward an offered to fast forward trough  the footage. Phil swallow dry as he observe  the girl for any sings of the horror in the video. The girl paused for a moment and glance up at Phil .

“  Yo you sleep walk bro!” she said in an amused tone. Phil smiled a bit at the comment. Well that’s  relief after all it was just a dream. “Any way its clear. The camera recorder from last night till Phil gave it to me. Pay up! ” The girl handed the camera back  Phil and re join the crowd. The crowd chanted her last words. “ pay up ! pay up ! Pay up!” Defeated and even more humiliated than before the bullies gave the money to Phil and with out a second thought he gave the money to Pj. Who by now looked very worried.

“Phil is everything ok?” He ask as the crowd began to leave the street.

“Yeah I just need a shower and a good night sleep. Hold onto the money we can go but the games tomorrow.” Phil tried to smile back but the discomfort of still being close to the house made it hard.

“ Fine but  text me if you want me to come over later or if you just need to talk. ok? Sleep well see you tomorrow.” Pj  began to walk towards his house while Phil ran to his.  After a long shower he plop himself on the couch and took the longest nap.

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Saturday night was family dinner night for the Lester. Phil’s brother had placed the dirty dishes in the sink for Phil to wash.This was the chore he hated the most but martin did them last week so it was his turn. Phil turn on the warm water and began to soap up the plates.

“ Phil come here quick. I want to show you some thing!” His mom yell from the dinning room. He put the plates down and turn off the water.

“ Yes  mum?” Phil could see his grandma and mother  leaning over the table and laughing.

“ Phil come see this picture mom found of me when I was your age.” Mrs Lester move aside so Phil could join the semi circle around the picture. There it was  his mom in a high school uniform with other students taking a group photo. Phil eyes widen with one simple glance his stomach crunch up to his throat.

“ who is that ?” He pointed at a brunette boy that was on the left of her. She sight a little as she took  a better look.

“That was Dan Howell. His family used to live in that abandon house every one is so afraid off. He was  good kid, very artistic, he even played the piano but unfortunate back then society was not as accepting like now. Other kids used to bully him for being gay. He died in that house a week before summer break. It was so tragic his best friend who we called the tall Ginger moved away and never came back not even for graduation.”

Phil  could feel his stomach twist and turn violently at the words his mom had just spoken.

“ Mom I am not feeling well. I am gong up to my room. Excuse me.” He turn a round  and the mom didn’t stop him. He did look rather pale so she called her other son to finish the dishes. Phil made it to his bedroom  and shut the door behind him.  This couldn’t be real he thought has he pulled his laptop open that sat on his desk.

GOOGLE SEARCH : Dan Howell  278

There it was. Many news paper articles  with the tittle “Teen rapped and murder in his on room”. A tragedy that was never solved and the file of a crime that continues to remain open for the murder has not been caught. He couldn’t believe it  after all it was all. A cold pressure surface behind Phil’s neck.

“Its my turn” Is whispered into Phil’s ear. He didn’t dare to look back but just look forward to his laptop screen to see him. The reflection of the dead Dan that smiled back at him.

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 Fun little game I am  playing with my Bff  @appleuchiha. So she gives ​me 3 words and I make up a short with those words.

words: Moon, Hell, Universe

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