Chapter 21: Threatened by a Girl

((HAI GAIS! I'm back. Soooo, long story short, I have not had a computer since my last update. So therefore, it has taken me a while to continue this story. We're getting closer and closer to the end, and I'm both excited and sad. I don't want this to end, but unfortunately, it's going to. So, enjoy this chapter, and I'll try to update as soon as possible. Love you all!))

JACK'S POV

I was dealing with a bunch of little thieves. My men had resorted to stealing from each other. Pathetic.
I stood tall on one of the rocks, watching all of them admire me. I felt empowered Roger was beside me, his face twisted into a scowl.

"It isn't fair! I never touch it!" Peter said aloud.

"Yeah you did!" someone else replied

Once they were done arguing, I heard Roger raise his voice.

"Butt out! Or you'll get it too!" he threatened. My words followed after his.

"From now on, any more criminals are going to be put on that island to starve!" I threatened, pointing to a nearby sandbank out in the ocean. I straightened up and turned to Roger.

"Give it to him!"

In an instant, two of my men lifted Peter up by his arms and legs. They held him up on his side and I watched as Roger pulled out a whip he had made in his spare time, and proceeded to beat him with it.

At one point I winced. Peter's cries rung through my ears. But I kept my facial features hardened. I didn't need any of my men to see my moment of weakness.

Finally, enough was enough.

"Okay!" I called to Roger. He ceased his actions, and the boys dropped Peter on the rock. He ran away, crying hysterically. Once I had their attention again, I spoke.

"I'll get fire. I promise you"

My men looked at me as I said this.

"Tomorrow, we'll hunt again. But we have to be careful. Because the monster might come at any time..."

"But didn't we...I thought we.." Sam cut me off. I knew what he was talking about. In the back of my mind, the image of what we did to Simon the night before stung me. Sure, I felt guilty. But...what happened happened. We couldn't bring him back no matter how much we wanted to. He was dead.

"No! He can come again at any time! In any shape! Just when we're not ready. It could be there" I hollered trying to frighten them, as well as push that thought out of my mind.

I was interrupted however, by someone else's voice.

"JACK! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!"

I looked over the edge of the rocks. There was Alison, her face red from crying. Her hands were balled up into fists, so I could tell she was mad. Smirking slightly, I walked down the rocks, right up to her.

"Well well well, look who we have here men. Our token female" I snickered. My men laughed. She did not.

"YOU'RE A FUCKING MURDERER JACK MERRIDEW! YOU KILLED HIM! YOU KILLED SIMON!" she screamed. I stepped back a bit. Her anger surprised me. But she stepped closer. The rage in her eyes was piercing into my own.

"IF IT WASN'T FOR YOUR STUPID BARBECUE, HE MIGHT STILL BE ALIVE! BUT NO, BECAUSE OF YOU, HE'S NOT! YOU HAD EVERYONE WOUND UP FOR NOTHING, AND BECAUSE OF THAT, MY BEST FRIEND IS DEAD!" she continued.

No one had ever seen her this angry. Not even back at the academy.

"YOU'RE GOING TO REGRET WHAT YOU DID JACK. I'LL MAKE YOU REGRET IT! IF I EVER SEE YOU AROUND OUR CAMP AGAIN, I'M GOING TO HURT YOU SO BAD, YOU'LL BE WISHING YOU WERE DEAD!"

And then, yet again, she hit me right in the balls. God, that girl had good aim. I doubled over in pain and my men ran to help me up.

"Consider this a warning" she finished, teeth clenched. I looked up and watched her leave. I was pissed.

"You going to take that from her Jack?" Roger asked me. I could barely talk. She hit me good this time.

I shook my head as I stood up. She may have been hot and all, but no one fucks with me like that.

"I guess tonight, we'll be taking two things from Ralph's camp. Fire, and my future queen. And if we have to take both by force, then so be it."