Ralph

Most of the time, everything was fine. Having fun with Jack, Robert, Maurice; it was all good. Maurice was funny, Robert is considerate, and Jack is…well Jack is Jack. We'd hike up the mountain and fool around or we'd stay on the beach and just bake in the sun, later teasing each other about light sun burns, or in Maurice's case, hitting sunburn to prove the point. Of course we all got him back. It appears that three people slapping your sunburn hurt.

We had laughed about, felt bad and then found one of the Aloe Vera plants that grew around some of the rock and then turned that into a game, by seeing who could get most covered.

So most of the time in these past two or so weeks, had been brilliant, just brilliant; like how it was at the beginning. But then somehow I'd always end up right back with Roger.

He made me feel dirty. Hands running along my skin; tongue in my mouth, practically down my throat. He was rough, knocking me to the ground, I'd hit my head on the ground; scratch my back on a tree root. When he'd finally let me leave, my jaw was sore, scratches from nails and bark adorned my back, my elbows scraped from falling backwards, and my head bruised but covered by hair. But no one knew, I'd always say that I tripped, not used to so must sun it would blind me, or anything like that, which just made them feel ashamed so they wouldn't raise the issue.

But I was…alright. I suppose. Better than before. Things had changed, not completely better, but better none the less. I could handle it.

I suppose it's just a matter of time, until I was completely happy or completely Roger's I'm not sure, I'll just wait and see I guess. If I don't do anything then nothing could get worse, of course that meant things might not get better.

I shake my head and walk down to the beach, a smile stretching across my face as I see Robert dunking Maurice under a wave, something Maurice was well known for. I rush out to them. Something wrapped around my legs, my eyes widen, and suddenly I'm being lifted upwards on Jack's back. He shakes his head lightly, sea water went flying. I wrap my arms around his neck carelessly. We laughed and were merry. Everything seemed so good. That was until I saw Roger on the beach, motioning his head towards the foliage. I sighed. Pulling myself away from Jack, forcing him to drop me into the waves.

"I just forgot something, I'll be back in a sec" I remark, using the waves to get me to the shore easier. I can feel someone watching me so I walk along the beach, before ducking into the trees.

"Ralph" Roger sneers in my ear. I let my head drop, submissive nature kicking in. I can barely remember when I was a leader, now I just follow…on a leash.

Jack

I watch Ralph's lightly tanned back as he swims away. Walking along the beach, ducking into the trees. I knew he thought that no one really cared about all the damage that had been appearing on his body, but Robert, Maurice and I did. We didn't understand where or who it had come from.

Roger a bit further along the beach leaps into the island flora, disappearing from view. I frown; I turn back to the other teens who were watching me.

"You going to go check it out?" Maurice asked, his smile gone.

"Yeah, whatever this thing that he's doing is has to come to an end" I state and head towards the beach, moving slowly. I push into the foliage in time to see Roger and Ralph go over a mound with a high density of trees surrounding it. My frown increases. I follow along quietly, apparently going unnoticed by each of them.

There by the cover of trees, I see Ralph pinned down by Roger's broader body; kissing furiously. Roger attacked Ralph's neck, nipping and sucking his way to his shoulder. Ralph wasn't moaning or showing signs of pleasure, but he wasn't fighting it.

Roger pulls away, grabbing Ralph's jaw, to stare right into his eyes. "Come on Ralph, make some noises, join in, do something!" Roger snarled "You should know by now, do it or I make your life hell" he hissed in Ralph's ear, I only just heard it. My eyes widen in alarm.

Roger goes for Ralph's neck, biting and sucking again. I watched in horror as Ralph closed his eyes, opening them, slight tears in the corners. He let out a moan. And I snapped.

"What the hell is going on!" I yell, emerging from the trees, with s scowl welded onto my face. Roger and Ralph just stare at me in shock. I launch forward, grabbing Roger by the hair and pulling him off my Ralph. I glare at the boy in my grasp, who was now grimacing, whether from pain or from my discovery I don't know. I drop him and bend down to Ralph's side.

"Ralph? You okay?" I whisper tenderly, pulling him into my arms. Timid fingers clutch my side. "It's okay, just relax" I turn my angry gaze to Roger, my long time friend. "Why Roger?" I mumble.

"Why not?" he sneers.

"Get out of here; I don't want to see your face!" I roar. Roger clenches his jaw, turning and walking towards the mountain top, kicking at dirt angrily. I lift Ralph up as I stand, walking him back to the camp. He wouldn't meet my eyes, seemingly in shame. I can't believe I didn't stop this earlier. I head into camp, Samneric were starting the fire, one looked up, about to smile until he saw Ralph.

"What's up-"

"Ralph?" the other one finishes.

"We've exiled Roger" I state firmly, drawing the attention away from my timid Ralph.

"Why?" they ask in unison.

"Call everyone together, I'll you all" when I finished they ran off, one heading toward the beach the other to the forest. I turn to the blonde at my side. He was looking at me wide eyed and fearful. "I won't tell them the complete story" I assure him. He looks away again, taking a deep breath, about to say something. He shakes his head walks away, towards the cave we had been sharing for the past few weeks. I sigh.

When everyone had seated themselves around me I begin. "Roger has been abusing, for a period of time, one of our tribe, and I've only just discovered this fact. So now, I've exiled him, which means that none of you can talk to him, or go near him. I'm not sure what he'd do to you, so it's for the best" I say as formally as I can put it. Everyone murmurs.

"Who'd he abuse?"

"How long?"

"Exile?"

"For good?"

I ignore everything else, just looking out to the sea. I don't know why Roger would do that. I'd known him for ages, and I knew he could be slightly sadistic, but only sadistic to the extent of Maurice, the sunburn slapper. I'm not sure what to do any more.

I know it's short, but it's an update, everything is hectic at the moment, so this is as good as i can do at the moment. Reviews would brighten up my day though. And i hope you've all re read the third chapter which i replaced, the Author note is now gone and is a proper chapter.