I was awoked by the sound of the sails being brought down. I sat up to see we were back on the beach. I groaned loud enough for Brent to hear, “Hey! You’re awake now. You should probably head back to your house awhile Jamie.” I gave him a weak smile before finally listening to him and facing my fear.

“Where the hell were you?!” My mother shrieked, “I looked in your room to find you gone. Did that boy kidnap you?”

I decided to play it stupid, “What boy?”

Then she slapped me, hard, “You know damn well what boy,” She grabbed my head in her hand and dragged me to the balconey to point at Brent finishing with his boat, “That boy,” she hissed, “Did he kidnap you?”

“No,” I stated definatly. Mother pulled my hair back, making me gasp in pain, “Don’t try to protect him just for his pretty face, he’s nothing but a bad seed. Worthless.” I felt my anger rise from her calling Brent worthless.