A morose girl screamed in the middle of the tempest, knowing that her inability to swim would soon allow water to fill her lungs with the salty taste of regret. Regret of the things she didn't do and regret of the things she foolishly did. She had fallen deeply in love with a coward.
He was a boy who appeared as perfection, yet, he had a blemished mind. He let her screams fill his ears as he remained still- safe. The coward felt no murderous guilt; only curiosity of how the next 2 minutes may play out. "Puppet" he thought to himself, he adored that she obeyed him until his last forceful push. A sly smirk was born on to his face and her screams were no longer heard.
The ocean had swallowed her whole and she was unaware of whether or not the tempest continued on the surface. The silence soothed her as it prepared to take her into a deep sleep that she would not awaken from. She remained civil as she closed her eyes and allowed the sea to crawl down her throat and into her lungs. The beautiful ocean was the remedy to her life and her last thought was not of her cowardly lover but instead of her mother putting her to sleep one last time.