This really wasn't how I planned it to be. Well, the beginning that is. I'm uber sorry about the ending! Please don't hate me!! NO! I just gave a big hint there. Shoot...Oh well, try not to kill me after you read this please? Enjoy?
Chapter 7
"It was all my mistake, Ralph. I should of just killed you when I had the chance..."
"BUT! ....Jack, please don't kill me! You promised that you wouldn't kill me! We were suppose to rule this island together Jack! PLEASE!"
"I won't allow it...My mind has been made up...I truly am sorry Ralph, but your time is up...I have someone else who is dear to me, and I have to be sure that no one will stand in our way- Especially YOU Ralph. That's why I must."
"Jack, no! No! Please don't! Jack-Jack-"
"!!!!!!!" Ralph's eyes opened, he was sitting up on his bed. His arm stretched out as if it was trying to get a hold of something. 'It was all just a dream. A harmless little dream.' Ralph let out a sigh of relief and let his hand drop, his heart was pounding in a fast beat, but was now slowing down. Ralph didn't like this feeling. A feeling of uneasiness. Was Jack really going to leave him? Ralph then puffed out another sigh. Wait, what was that noise?
DOOOOMM!! BOOOOOM!!
Quickly, the sounds of pitter pattering of rain was heard. "A thunder storm..." Ralph said under his breath. He was now sitting down with his back arched, and his legs crossed, the Native American style way. Hearing the vines being pushed aside, Ralph adverted his eyes to see who was coming in. "Jack." "Hiya Ralphy." He panted out, closing the opening he made with the vines. Ralph hurriedly moved his head, now looking down at his crossed legs. "Wh-what brings you here..." Jack's response came late, but because he was focused on taking a seat next to Ralph. "Well...? Gimme your answer Merridew." "Merridew?" Jack flinched, he was sitting down on the ground next to Ralph's bed. "I-I meant Jack...I'm sorry..." "It's fine. Here's my story though...I was climbing up the mountain because in the distance I heard someone scream my name. It sounded a lot like you so...Yeah...When I was half way up it started to rain. That's why I'm soaking wet." Now it was Ralph's turn to flinch. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were wet. I-I should go outside and find something to dry you off." Ralph stood up, but then felt a grip on his wrist so he decided to sit back down.
"I could really use those shorts you made me."
"Jack..."
Rushing, Ralph crawled over to the left end of his bed and grabbed the pair of ripped pants and black cloak. "Here," He handed over the clothes to Jack, who gladly accepted it, "it should keep you warm..." Standing up, Jack put on his old cloak. "Umm...Well, I should dry off first before I wear the shorts...It's umm...the feast just ended...and...Well...its night time already and..." Ralph gave off small giggles at how Jack was speaking. The boy was stammering and was lost for words. "Sleep Jack..." "Huh?" Another small laugh came from Ralph because of Jack's "stupidity". "Sleep here, with me. It's raining outside and I don't want you slipping while you're going down the rocks. J-just for the night? P-Please?" "I'd be glad to."
The sun's heat was now beating down on the already tanned boys. Running around and playing were the littluns main priority. While the biguns, well maybe the same, other than the fact that some hunt.
"Yesterday's feast was AMAZING! It was one hell of a pig the chief caught!" Sam laughed, gripping onto his sandy locks. "Mmhhhm! Too bad Ralph couldn't have came..."
"Yeah..."
"Ralph..."
"Poor Ralph."
"Mhhm, poor Ralph indeed..."
Suddenly a hand grabbed both of their heads, and smashed them together lightly. "OUCH! WHAT WAS THAT FOR!" the twins said in unison. A familiar distinctive evil laugh was then heard. The twins both turned their heads to see who was in back of them, but they already knew who. "Mornin' boys!" "Yeah...Mornin' Roger, you havin' a evil scheme to hurt me and Eric today?" Sam retorted flatly. An insidious grin crawled onto Roger's face, reflecting it in his eyes as well. But that was all. No response at the twin, just a sinister look, and he left. Roger could tell that he left Eric scared about this, but not Sam. Sam was only getting closer onto what Roger's little idea might be.
"Something fishy is going on with Roger..."
"Roger's always scary Sam..."
"No Eric, there's something different about him. It's as if he wants to kill us for knowing something...Dammit, if I could only remember!" He swallowed down a lump in his throat. Being concerned about some treacherous plan Roger has in store, really did make him feel uncomfortable. He didn't know if he should tell Jack, or Ralph, or even Eric. He really just didn't know what to do.
"Not your fault there Sam. I take the blame too."
"You don't take any blame Eric."
"No Sam, I'm your twin and I should be able to help you. Your face just yells out to me that something is on your mind! Tell me Sam! Tell me!" Eric was pleading with some feelings of irritation. Is it that bad that Sam doesn't want to tell him? Sam's mouth opened, but no words came out. It was silent, but then a hand landed on Sam's boney, yet soft shoulder. Behind him was Maurice, smiling away. Sam could tell all this was probably a facade, but once again he really wasn't so sure...
"You two boys mind doing me an errand?"
"Sure, why not!"
"ERIC!?"
"What?"
"C'mon Sam, lighten up. Your acting pretty different!"
Having the feeling of discomfort, Sam pushed aside Maurice's hand that laid on his shoulder with force. "Hey, hey, hey! What's the matter with you?! We're both biguns here!" Sam crossed his arms, and closed his eyes, making them furrow together. "Whatever Maurice. Just tell us what the hell you want us to do!" A laugh came from the taller one. Somehow, his laughed seemed as if he was trying to taunt the other boy. "Wow, your actually acting all tough Sammy! Look here, I want you two to go and get Jack and Ralph. One of you get Ralph, and the other gets Jack. Bring Jack to Roger, who will be waiting over by the huts. And bring Ralph to me." Sam stiffened. "Ralph? To YOU? What business do you have with him?!" Knowing that Sam was catching up to something, he couldn't waste any time. Smacking Sam on the head with some force he yelled out, "Just do what I tell you or else I'll have a jolly good time beating you AND your brother up! NOW GO!" Sam, who was about to protest to this was pulled away by Eric. Finally being in a good distance from Maurice, Eric spoke. "Look, I know he's acting all weird, but I don't wanna get hurt!" "He's just trying to scare us Eric! Don't get fooled-" "I'm not getting fooled! Are you batty! Forget it! Look! Just get Jack!"
Guilt came over Sam, but he said no words. He watched his brother part him. And when he couldn't see Eric anymore at all, his heart felt torn.
Ralph was sitting down where he sat before. At the ledge of the mountain's platform, with his legs dangling down. Jack was sitting in back of Ralph, wearing his shorts and cape Ralph gave him. As wind came, his cloak slightly lifted from the ground and fluttered about. Both were looking off into the sky. Watching the clouds go by and savoring every moment they had with each other. This was pure bliss to them.
Sadly a familiar voice interrupted.
"Chief! Ralph! Umm...Well, Chief, Roger needs to see you! And, as for you Ralph, I need to take you to Maurice!"
"Why so Eric? By the way, where's Sam?"
"Right here."
A hand was visible, and as it got closer, its owner came into view. "Come on Jack. Roger...Roger..." "Wants to see me?" "Yeah..." Nodding, Jack walked over to Sam. "How about me?" Ralph pointed to himself, reminding Jack that Maurice wanted to see him. Jack didn't like the fact that Maurice wanted to see Ralph. Yeah, they were friends before, but now, it just seems awkward that Maurice wants to talk to Ralph. Not wanting to hear any complaints for Maurice though, he sent Ralph off with Eric to go, while he and Sam went to Roger.
"Maurice...You wanted to see me?" Ralph reach his destination, Eric wasn't there with him anymore because he told him to go elsewhere and have fun. Maurice turned around to see Ralph. Feeling a bit giddy suddenly, he smiled. "Yeah I did!" Ralph swallowed, he felt as if there was something scratching at his throat, but maybe it was because the feeling of being with Maurice somewhat scared him... "C'mon Ralph! Follow me! I wanna show you my favorite spot on the island! But we're gonna hafta go through the huts first!" Excitedly, Maurice went skipping off, not waiting for Ralph to reply. And of course he left the other boy dumbfounded as he made Ralph run after him.
Jack walked up to Roger alone. Half way through their "journey" he told Sam to leave. Politely of course.
"What do you want from me Roger?" Jack talked to him in their casual way. His voice seemed lively and interested, but Jack actually did not want to be there. Roger's tan back was facing Jack. Being in that position, Roger could hide the smug smile he had on until it faded. Instead he faked up a happy one.
"Oh, Hey Jack! Hahaha! Nice cape you got there! Fits you right! Straight to the point though. You know, I've been wanting to tell you this for a while. But I really wasn't sure if I felt it right."
Jack was having a slight feeling where this might lead to. He tensed up, hoping what he was thinking wouldn't happen. You know, that Roger was NOT going to say he has feelings for Jack. Unfortunately, today wasn't the red-head's lucky day. "What in the world are you talking about Roger?" Jack faked out. "Oh shush, I bet you know Jack. I really bet you know." Roger licked his dry lips, and looked to a spot with the corner of his eye. It was a opening to the forest, and Jack caught this glimpse. 'Is he looking out for something? What the hell is he thinking...' Jack's mind was now filled with questions that he wanted to know the truth to. Once again Roger took a glimpse at the same spot. He saw his teammate and prey come out, and then he struck.
The next thing Jack knew was being pulled in, and a pair of wet, soft lips press against his. He was trying to squirm his way out, but Roger had a firm grim on his shoulders. In Jack's mind he couldn't stop cursing. He was worried that someone might see this. He was worried that Ralph might see this.
When Maurice led Ralph out of the forest, the next thing the boy saw was his lover kissing someone other than him. His heart shattered as he watched, and when he had enough, which took a quick amount of time, he ran. He ran, and ran, and ran, and ran until his legs couldn't go no more.
Uhmm...So yeah...SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY! SORRRRRRRYYYY!! You guys knew this was going to have to come. I didn't like it, and as you could see, I really didn't make that part long XD Im horrible, I know I know! Please forgive me! Thanks for all the love and support!!!
