Broken, Chapter Three

Hours later, the family was on the boat and already half way into the ocean. Miley was at the front of boat watching the water as it passed. She watched a group of turtles that seemed to be chasing the boat.

"Miley, come on, its time to eat." She heard her mother yell from inside the cabin.

Miley ran down to where her parents were. They spent the next hour eating and talking and telling stories. Soon it became dark and her parents announced it was time to go to sleep. She climbed into the window couch and cuddled up with the warm fleece blanket her father had set up for her. She looked at the window in time to see the reflection of the full moon before it went down.

In the morning she got up early. It was hard to stay asleep when the room you're staying in is constantly rocking. She got up and walked towards the door. She was careful not to make too much noise because her mother and father were still asleep.

As she walked up to the deck and glanced toward the alarm clock on her dad's bedside.

It was only about 6:25. Which meant the sun was just rising. She hadn't watched the sun rise since the last time she spent the weekend with her dad back when she was about 9. She stepped over to the side of the boat and saw the tip of sun gliding across the misty blue sky. She thought it was the most amazing thing she'd ever seen.

But she noticed something different. The sky was a dark red. Almost as if an artist had thrown his bucket of red paint over it. She frowned, "What was that quote Grandpa used to always tell me before he died?" She asked her self, "Red sky-sailors-at night….oh what was it?!" She searched her mind for the right answer. "Oh right!

Red sky at night, sailors delight,

Red sky in the morning, sailors warning…"

She said it in her mind a few more times. "I wonder what it means. Warning of what?" Before she could put more thought into it the door to the cabin swung open.

"Mornin' Smiley" Her dad said happily coming up through the small door. She replied a good morning.

The day was spent with fishing, turtle scoping, cloud watching and they even spent a while making up a story that they could tell when they got back home the next Saturday.

(Sorry to skip the day, I don't feel like typing it all).

Towards the end of the day Miley's dad announced he wanted to get a good start at the next day. The sun hadn't even set yet but they excused him to the cabin anyway. Her mother decided she'd turn in also so Miley was left to her wandering thoughts for the last hours of the day.

After a while of getting lost in her thoughts, Miley walked to the side of the boat to watch the water. She searched for the dolphins that usually swam through the waters but was surprised that they were no where to be found. "That's weird, where are all the dolphins?" She wondered. Suddenly she heard a loud sound under the boat.

Miley looked into the water and saw a large group of big sea turtles heading north, towards the shore. They seemed to be in a hurry. A hurry for what? What seemed to be the biggest turtle of them all suddenly came out from under the boat. She laughed, 'He must have gotten stuck underneath."

Soon the sun started to set. She walked into the cabin and into her own bed (or couch).

Hoping to get a good sleep she closed her eyes quickly.

"Miley!! Where's Miley!?" A voice broke through the night. It seemed to be the most peaceful night Miley had had since they had started the trip. She was wrong…

Miley slowly opened her eyes expecting to see her dad smiling and trying to wake her gently like he did when she was a little girl. She didn't see anything. It was still dark. Probably around 2:00 am she guessed. But something wasn't right.

She was still half asleep then. Not realizing everything going on.

A loud crack awakened her completely and jolted her up. She looked around at the dark cabin. A Storm!

The cabin was shaking. Rocking as if it were about to flip over. The lightening was falling from the sky like falling stars. At least that's what she wanted herself to think. Her eyes shot around the room.

Panic struck her and she remembered her dream.

Miley heard yelling. She ran to the dock and saw her mother and father at the motor.

"It's jammed!" She heard the familiar voice of her father. But it wasn't as familiar as he was screaming. She could hear fear in his voice.

From her dad it was frightening. Miley's dad was never scared of anything. Why was he afraid of this? Was it that he knew something was really wrong? Was something going to happen?

Her mother ran past her not noticing her. She ran down the stairway towards the cabin. "Daddy!" She finally managed to yell. He looked up and through the flashes of lightening she could see his bloodshot eyes. It scared her. She had never seen him like this.

"Miley! The storm! Get down to the cabin!" He ordered.

She wasn't used to this from him. She was always used to his playful self always joking around and laughing.

She just stood there. She heard her father screaming at her, telling her to get in the cabin or else. But it didn't process through her. It was like hearing a different language. She starting running towards her father but she slipped. Pain shot through her leg and she couldn't see straight. Her father ran to her. She couldn't hear him well but she could make out his scream in her ears. Or was it just him talking? She couldn't tell.

Everything sounded like it was screaming. The wind, the thunder, even the lightening seemed to scream through the sky in every direction.

Suddenly she heard a loud bang. "The cabin!" She heard her father yell. She glanced toward it and at first noticed nothing. When she looked at it closely she gasped both in horror and in pain. The cabins roof had caved in.

They heard a scream. Mom! She was still in the cabin! Miley's dad yelled for his wife to stay calm. He turned to Miley and looked deep in her eyes.

"Daddy!-" She screamed out in pain, before she could answer her father spoke loudly but firmly. "Miley. Stay here and don't say a word until I get back. Do you hear me?" Miley nodded. "Don't go anywhere, don't say anything. It will only make it worse. Ok? When I get back it'll be ok. Do you understand?" Again she nodded. Her dad looked deep into her eyes to make sure her answer was certain.

A moment later he was running towards the cabin, throwing open to door and climbing through the mess in the cabin. She heard screaming. She made out the sound of her fathers voice calling her mom.

Miley sat there, she didn't move, she blink, didn't breathe…she didn't talk. She obeyed her father. She felt she had nothing else to do. As she started to calm she became aware of the sharp pain in her leg and the crawling pain up her side. Her head felt as heavy as brick. She saw darkness closing around her.

She fought it away as much as she could. It only hurt worse. She couldn't breathe, seconds past as hours.

She waited, fighting off the dark, waiting for her parents to come through the cabin door to join her to wait for the storm to pass….but they never came.

She began to feel tired. Her head pounded. She couldn't keep it up. The darkness started hovering over her like a cloud. She couldn't fight it any longer. She let go and seconds later everything faded. She was left in the black of her mind. She was no longer on her father's boat. It was the end, she was gone….or was she…