"If there is a heaven for me, I'm sure it has a beach attached to it." - Jimmy Buffet
Your name is Feferi Peixes, and you are 12 years old. You run down the beach in your first bikini bathing suit while your mother screams at a man in a suit behind you. She was the mayor of your little beach-side town, and a very important lady. You stumbled over some trash and reminded yourself to ask her to make a law so it got cleaned up. six months later it did.
You name is Feferi Peixes, you are 14 years old and you met a boy in town today. He works in the thrift shop. His name is Eridan and he has a purple streak in his hair. He loves the ocean almost as much as you do. Your mom works with his dad, so youre actually allowed to be friends with him. You two make plans to run away and live on an island forever. It's better than being home.
Your name is Feferi Peixes, and you are 16 years old. You and Eridan had gotten closer, and he was staying with you due to troubles at home. While he was in the shower, his brother came looking. This was the first time Cronus tried to touch you, and not the last time he succeeded. Mother wasn't around, and there was nothing you could do.
Your name is Feferi Peixes, you are 17 years old. You finally had enough and told Eridan. He confronted his brother and they fought. You don't know what he did, but Eridan won't move anymore, and Cronus was angry. He came for you and you did the only thing you could to defend yourself. You took a serving fork and stabbed him in the eye. But you only missed and caught his forehead. While he bled you ran away to the only place you felt safe anymore: the beach.
Your name is Feferi Peixes, in three months it will be your 18th birthday and you will be able to leave your house for good. But instead you find yourself running down the beach, fearing for your life. You reached the jetty and ran out across the rigid black rocks. The waves masked all sound of pursuit behind you. You had never felt so alone. The water was the only friend you had left, and you jumped into its warm embrace.
The next day the head lines read: "Feferi Peixes, Age 17 Dashed to Death Against the Rocks in the Long Island Sound". It wouldn't be until the following day that your mother returned home to read the headlines, and Eridan's body wouldn't be found in the guest room for another three. Cronus was never found.