Driven to Addiction [A LOTF Reader Insert]

Chapter 4: Chief

Your blood ran cold as his gaze penetrated you down to your core. They held no emotion, save for dominance. You felt yourself awkwardly take a step back, and then turn on your heel and start walking in the direction the choir came from. You then turned left and reached a palm tree that was stuffed with green coconuts. All the ones that were brown were on the sandy floor beneath it.

Sighing, you picked one of the coconuts up and dusted it off. Your hand reached to your thigh and unsheathed the dagger, which you stabbed directly into the middle of the hard shell of the coconut and wedged it open. You forced the two shells apart and began to scan them. They were all wet and sticky, and one was dripping with coconut milk. You were about to drink it when you remembered the other boys, and hesitantly lowered the shell.

You walked into the forest until you reached a familiar pond. You placed the full shell on the ground beneath you, and stuck the dagger and empty coconut shell into the water. You cleaned them until they were free of the sticky white liquid, and then filled the empty shell up with the fresh water. You put the dagger back in its sheath. Taking the other shell in your other hand, you began to walk back.

Once you exited the lush vegetation of the trees and bushes, you saw that the leader of the choir was conversing with Ralph. His choir was standing in two lines near the trees, and one several of them were shaking and wavering. One of them then collapsed. With a gasp, you rushed over as quick as you could without spilling the contents of the shells. You handed the shell with the coconut milk to who looked like the youngest boy in the choir. "Drink this, but not all of it. Pass it down once you've had some."

The boy took it with shaking hands and began to happily sip. You put the water-filled shell down and moved the fallen boy under the shade of palm tree, so he was resting on the truck. You took the shell and poured some water over his face. His eyes began to flicker open and meet yours. "You okay?"

His chocolate brown eyes were tired and nearly bloodshot, but he nodded and smiled at you. "Think so."

Smiling back gently, you put the shell to his lips. "Drink some."

Placing his darker hands on the shell, he began to gulp down the water. Once he lowered the shell, there was just a little water left. You exhaled through your nose in amused way, and took the shell from him. Standing up, you looked at the choir boys, one of which had an empty coconut shell. "Remove your cloaks, all of you. It's way too hot to be standing around in those."

The younger ones in the group happily obliged, but about four of the older boys stood in place without moving. Taking the hint that they only took orders from their leader, you pinched the bridge of your nose. "If you want to die of overheating, be my guest."

At that, two of the boys hesitantly removed the large, black pieces of clothing and held them in this arms. Sighing, you held your hands out. "Give me the cloaks." All of the boys did as you told them.

You exhaled deeply as you threw everything on your shoulder and held your hand out to a boy with dark hair and brown, almost crimson, eyes. "I'll refill the shell for you."

The boy kept his emotionless gaze, but nevertheless, he nodded and handed you the brown shell. You nodded back in thanks and began the walk to the pond again. Thankfully for you, there was another pond next to the one where you refilled the shells. There was a large rock, a boulder if you will, alongside it. You placed the cloaks on there and refilled the two shells and returned to the boys.

When you came back, everyone was sitting on the logs, even the choir boys, and were looking at two boys, Ralph and the choir boy. Some appeared to be snickering at Piggy and whispering his name. Scowling, you expression turned sour as you concluded that Ralph must have told everyone Piggy's name. You knew that you shouldn't jump to conclusions, but Ralph spilling was the only reasonable explanation you could come up with.