The water gently laps against the shore

“Theres a storm coming,” said Tyler, “you can’t stay out here forever.”

“I know, but a storm would be better than going home to that place.” said Brianna.

Tyler sits on the sand with her and wraps his arms around her. “You have to go home sometime, it will only be a little longer until you will be free of them.”

Brianna leans against him. “Yes, but in the mean time I’m still stuck living there.”