(This was a request. Don’t make this sexual guys..he’s 12.)

You were expecting your average day on the island. Arguing , Jack and Ralph disputing before walking the other way , but Jack grabbed your shoulder this time and began to drag you. He was walking off randomly , pulling his choir cap over his head with a spear clutched tightly between blood stained calloused fingers. He was ranting to you the entire time , Jack yelling and blurting out in unforgivable wrath.

“ I mean , come on-! Why don’t they think I should be chief!? I can sing in C sharp , I’m taller , ginger , and superior in ever way! “

Merridew practically tore his hair out. You had arrived to Castle Rock. He glanced at you , holding a feral look in his eyes as he dropped his spear and grabbed your hands , tightly locking your fingers.

“ I mean , can you believe this!? Seriously!? “

If you didn’t take this carefully he would take his anger out on you , maybe that’s why he brought you out here - because he knew you could take it.