Chapter 4

Y/n POV:

It's been at least a month now. Usually I don't talk to any of the people on the island and instead wander around the island on my own.

I decide to sit in a tree since I'm bored and want to observe the children, in case anything happens to them. Three little boys are playing in sand, whilst Ralph and the twins are in the distant. Jack is also in the distance with two members of his choir ... uh ... hunters.

There's a rustle in the distant and out emerges Roger and Maurice. They kick away the little creations the children made and two of them runs away. Maurice seems to regret it and wanders back into the jungle. Roger comes closer to me, but doesn't see me. He picks up a stone and throws and catches it in his hand. He looks back and forth to Ralph and the littleun. Then, he throws it towards the child with purpose to miss.

'What are you doing?' I ask.

He's slightly startled and glances to me, but looks back and throws another stone. He probably doesn't take me seriously since I'm a girl. 'Having fun.'

'You're a psycho,' I state.

Roger chuckles, 'I'm not up a tree spying on people.'

'I'm not throwing rocks at children,'

'Whatever. There's nothing to do,' He puts down the other rock in his hand. He then looks up to me. 'Why are you up a tree, anyways?'

I shrug, 'Nothing better to do.'

He states at me, his eyes looking all over my face and probably my body too.

'Can I help you?' I ask him.

'I don't know, but not for now anyways,' He answers. I give him a confused look, 'I'll be off then, bye Y/n.'

'Bye?' I almost question as he walks off. I watch him as he walks away from me, disappearing behind the bushes and leaves. He's strange.

A little while later, I'm wandering around when I hear hear the sound of something sharp hitting a tree and a squeal. A wild pig runs past my legs and I look to see Jack picking up his knife. He looks at me.

'Did you see which way it went?' He asks me. I point to the direction it went, 'thanks.'

'Are you hunting it on your own?' I ask him.

He stops and turns to me, 'for now.'

'Do you need any help?' I ask.

'You're a girl, I'm sure you don't want your pretty face to get dirty or something like that,' He says.

'Surely you're old enough to comprehend the fact that women are just as powerful as men, Jack,' I cross my arms. 'You're my brother, come on, let me hunt.'

He looks at me with slightly squinted eyes. 'I mean, yeah, I guess you can help if you want to.'

I nod and grab a stick to help hunt it. In all honesty, I'm bored and can only imagine having actual food.

----time skip----

A few hours pass and unfortunatly we caught nothing. We sit on opposite rocks after we've given up.

'We'll catch it next time,' He says.

'Ask your hunters to help,' I tell him.

'I just wanted to see what it would be like to hunt it, to prepare them,' Jack explains, 'it's harder than I thought.'

'We should get back. Ralph will throw a hissy fit,' I tell him.

He laughs, 'I'll take it as you don't like him that much.'

'I mean, he's alright, just annoying and irritating sometimes,' I say.

'I'm glad you say that.'

'You clearly hate him. You act like a little bitch about it,' I smirk at him.

'Fuck off!' He says jokingly, ' and anyways, you shouldn't be using that language.'

'Hypocrite,' I state.

'Let's go.'

Once back, Ralph has meeting. First he explains that we need to take care of the place we have, since it's a good island we can work with. Percival and another boy approach me when it's silent.

'What will we do about the snake things?' The young boy whispers to me.

'What did he say?' Ralph asks.

'He wants to know what we're going to do about the ... snake things?' I question. 'What snake things?'

'The beasties in the night. They're scary and move around in the dark,' He quietly explains.

'It might just be people wandering around at night,' Ralph shrugs it off.

'Or maybe it's the vines in the trees,' Jack says.

'What if there is a beast?' A young boy asks.

'Unlikely. No such thing exists,' Ralph shakes his head. 'You're probably just having nightmares.'

The young boys shake their heads, some of them muttering.

'If you see them again, just wake me up, ok?' I tell them. They nod their heads.

'Why?' Maurice asks.

I look to him, 'to see whether it's the vines or nightmares or people.'

'Makes sense,' Maurice shrugs.

'Ok, that's the end of this meeting!' Ralph announces. 'We should go to sleep soon!'