A/N: I love this song and thought of Lord of the Flies almost as soon as I heard it. I think it fits perfectly with my idea, personally. Song: Cry by James Blunt.

Disclaimer - I do not own Ralph, Piggy, Jack, LORF in general, Cry or James Blunt. Unfortunately.

Ralph thinks about Piggy and reflects back to the events on the island. Pre-rescue.


The waves lap the shore, rippling, calm. An extreme opposite to the events on the shore they shape so gently. I watch, mesmerised, at the advance and retreat of the water, and think back to you.

I have seen peace. I have seen pain,
Resting on the shoulders of your name.

Our time on the island was forced. I wonder if we'd have been friends under normal circumstances? I doubt it. I wouldn't have noticed you. Ignored you. Not cruel, but not a friend either.

Do you see the truth through all their lies?
Do you see the world through troubled eyes?

Jack... he was my opposite. Loud, power-hungry, impulsive. Yet still you never faltered. Never lost your temper. Just reasonable, reliable Piggy. Until the end.

And if you want to talk about it anymore,
Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,
I'm a friend.

I wish I'd been kinder to you, oh, how I wish. Looking back, I miss you. I wish I could have talked to you, comforted you, had you comfort me.

I have seen birth. I have seen death.
Lived to see a lover's final breath.

I'll never forget this place. What happened here... should never be forgotten. You, Simon, the small boy. Never forgotten. The events, they haunt me. Will haunt me. I've seen more that any boy should.

Do you see my guilt? Should I feel fright?
Is the fire of hesitation burning bright?

I feel so responsable. If only I'd been stronger, more assertive, acted for our survival rather than out rescue. Yet I was so scared, and yielded. Jack took over day by day, stronger and stronger as he took them all in, heart and soul, body and mind. A parasite for the power.

And if you want to talk about it once again,
On you I depend. I'll cry on your shoulder.
You're a friend.

And still... still I shut you out, though you tried. After that night when we took Simon, you tried. Tried to talk, but I pushed you away, and now you're gone.

You and I have been through many things.
I'll hold on to your heart.

We saw this together. Stayed together, despite my actions. You stayed with me and we faced them. I didn't see your loyalty. But I see it now. And regret.

Iwouldn't cry for anything,
But don't go tearing your life apart.

I tried so hard not to crack. Not to show myself. I consoled myself with the notion my father would come. But it wouldn't be enough. Not at the end.

I have seen fear. I have seen faith.
Seen the look of anger on your face.

I watched them, one by one, go to him. His grip tightened and they yielded to his power, his leadership, their chief. Terrified of the unknown, looking for an easy escape, easy safety. But still you stayed, faithful and believing, and I destroyed you with my weakness. Your face as the boulder crashed down is etched into my memory forever, an image I doubt even the bottom of a bottle will remove.

And if you want to talk about what will be,
Come and sit with me, and cry on my shoulder,
I'm a friend.

I shall live with the guilt every day, and every day I discover new regrets. Not controlling the boys, backing down from Jack, joining the feast.

And if you want to talk about it anymore,
Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,
I'm a friend.

Never learning your name.


A/N: There! It's my first LOTF fic and I think this song works. I'd had this idea for a while just bobbing around in my head and I decided to write it down finally.

Comments? I eat flames for breakfast.