Chapter 10: The Group Divides

RALPHS POV

Jack's going to get it this time. It was his turn for fire watch. He was supposed to be watching the fire this time. But of course, he was hunting. He's always hunting. Not only that, but he's been stalking Al lately. I swear, Jack is obsessed with him. He should just come right out with it and ask Al the things he wants to know. Then maybe he'll stop being such a nuisance.

With Simon, Piggy, and Al following close behind me, we walked down to the beach, where Jack and his hunters were gathered. They loomed over the pig they caught in awe, almost worshiping it. Then, they noticed us walking up to them. They were quiet as I was going to start reprimanding Jack. At that point I was beyond mad.

"If you guys hadn't let the god damn fire go out, they would have seen it!" I started. I looked back at Simon, Piggy and Al. Simon and Piggy gave me looks of encouragement. But when I looked towards Al, his gaze was a lot different. He made sure that he did not make eye contact with Jack. To be honest, Al looked as if he was a bit frightened of Jack, which was very odd, considering Al was never intimidated by anything Jack did.

"Hey man, we were hunting" Jack said back to me.

"We killed a pig" Roger said, backing Jack up as he pointed to the body at their feet.

"Face it Jack. You fucked up! We could have been rescued" I yelled, getting even angrier.

"BACK OFF MAN! I'M SICK OF YOUR SHIT AND SO'S MY GANG!" he yelled.

"Your gang? What's that supposed to mean?" I asked him, a little more calmly than he had just been before.

"What it means colonel, is that if you know what's good for you, you'll stop trying to run everything" he told me, shoving me back. I shoved him back as well, and we started to get in a bit of a fight. Then, Piggy tried to play peacekeeper.

"Stop it!" he shouted, trying to get in between us. But he ended up getting shoved by Jack. He fell to the ground and a few of the boys laughed at him. I helped him back up and then turned to Jack once more. But then, an unexpected voice spoke up.

"RALPH IS ONE HUNDRED PERCENT RIGHT JACK!" Al began, an unknown rage boiling up from deep down inside of him. "NO ONE GIVES A FLYING FUCK IF YOU GUYS KILLED A PIG. YOU MESSED UP BIG TIME WITH THIS ONE! THE POINT IS THAT IF YOU DIDN'T LET THE FIRE GO OUT, WE COULD HAVE BEEN RESCUED. AND I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU. BUT I WOULD REALLY LIKE TO GO BACK HOME TO SEE MY FAMILY, HAVE A DECENT MEAL, AND TAKE A GOD DAMN FUCKING SHOWER INSTEAD OF HAVING TO BATHE IN THE OCEAN!" he screamed, his face very red. This made Jack even angrier.

"OH SHUT THE FUCK UP AL. YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH YOURSELF! YOU'VE BEEN GOING OFF BY YOURSELF LATELY, TO GOD KNOWS WHERE. YOU HAVEN'T BEEN DOING YOUR JOBS EITHER. YOU'RE ONLY HERE FOR ABOUT AN HOUR A DAY! SO YOU SHOULD JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW BEFORE I SAY ANYTHING ELSE ABOUT YOU!" he threatened. And it seemed to work, because suddenly, Al went dead silent. He stepped back and continued to not make eye contact with Jack; the fearful look in his eyes returning. Satisfied, Jack turned back to me.

"I'm sick of all this shit! I'm going to make another camp for hunters! And guys who want to have a little fun!" he declared.

His group cheered and hollered; obviously happy with that idea. I couldn't let that happen. As much as I disliked Jack, I didn't want the group splitting up.

"Come on Jack, that's crazy! We've got to work together…Come on, what do you say?" I asked, hopeful that he'd change his mind. But I was wrong.

"I say fuck you! And that goes for you too Miss Piggy!" he said back. I knew who the last comment was directed towards.

Jack looked back at his hunters.

"Come on. Let's get out of this kindergarten" he told them. They all went and picked up the pig. They began to leave but then, as if he remembered something very important, Jack stopped.

"Oh, by the way Al…you left something by the lagoon" he said.

He unwrapped whatever was left of his uniform jacket and tossed something towards him. Al caught it and gasped.

"Know you can't go long without it" he told him, a bit smugly. Then, he and his group of hunters left. We all turned to a very stunned Al. He was looking down at what Jack had given him. And in his trembling hands, was a slightly dirty, small white bra.