ships - ralggy (ralph & piggy), (simon & ralph)
fandoms - lord of the flies (william golding)
warnings - angst, canon typical violence, canon character death,
"oh how i miss thee as i stare at blood-covered hands"
this came to me suddenly in english class so obviously, i had to.
ficlet—
we had gone to confront jack and his tribe after what they did the night before.. if they wanted to start a fire they could've just asked they didn't have to hurt piggy and steal his glasses.
piggy just wanted his damn glasses back and to have order back between them.. whatever that was between them.
but jack didn't want to hear any of it- maybe that's why he had attacked ralph. and perhaps it wasn't in his attention to have piggy killed. but it had been too late for either of them to stop anything, as roger sent the boulder crashing down.
the giant rock came crashing down launching piggy up causing the conch to fall and turn to dust and ralph couldn't do anything but watch.. watch in horror as his friend- his best friend lands roughly on the ground as his head spits open and stuff comes out.
ralph couldn't believe this- just two days after they- no after jack and his tribe had killed simon.. they kill the only other person on this island that actually gave a shit about getting rescued- cared about him and they killed him.
and now it was just him.. alone- he was alone now- and now they were going to hurt him.. kill him and he couldn't stop them- talk them out of it.
they got simon, they got piggy- they forced sam 'n eric into their tribe.. and it was him- so why wouldn't they want him dead?
oh god. this was all his fault- everything that has happened to them was his fault- but all he wanted for them was to keep the fire going so they could get rescued- but he didn't want any of this..
his best friends died- because of him..
everything that has gone wrong was because of him.
if he had just let jack be chief maybe everyone would still be here.and in all honesty, he didn't care anymore, about anything there was no point in this anymore.. his best friends were gone so he's alone. and he didn't care if they killed him or not.
if he couldn't protect simon or piggy and keep them alive, then he didn't deserve to live either.
so he welcomed death with open arms, welcome whatever that tribe of murders were going to do.
at least in death he'd be with them again.. be with piggy and simon.
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i wrote this three weeks ago- and it's bad ahhh-mac
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