You were a runaway teenager who had gotten lost, to soon be found and brought in by two men called Stanley and Arthur. They were extremely nice, and soon became your father figures, you lived in a beautiful place in the middle of the desert, somewhere they called ‘away’. You had gotten in a rough fight with one of your ex boyfriends, causing him to lose his shit and you weren’t one to sit there and take abuse, so you fought back, and he tried to fight, but then he suddenly..dropped, we’ll go with that. Anyways, you were locked up for a while until someone was able to prove your innocence, the man had been beaten severely beforehand, he had a bullet hole that was bleeding out and that was the cause of death, not your hits. You spent a couple years in jail, but you knew where away was by the back of your hand, and you knew they wouldn’t ever leave, not even after four years. And they didn’t, it was late at night and everyone slept, but your footsteps awoke Sean, who had left to investigate the noise. He was a man you didn’t recognise, it was the middle of the night, and you were freshly out of the cell, your guard was extremely high, the first thing you did was bring him to the ground. He’s put back, but goes into an instant defence mode, and you both put up a good fight. The noise caused everyone to leave their caravans, it wasn’t often that they had loud sounds like..that. Daniel appears from Karen’s caravan, rubbing his eyes that soon landed on his big brother, trying to get out of this random girl’s grasp. “Hey!” He calls out, instantly running over, to which Joan stopped him, for his own safety. “Marilynn, that’s Sean, he’s Karen’s boy.” Stanley spoke softly, trying his hardest to calm you down. Arthur held Karen’s arm, trying to assure her that the two teenagers would soon give up and back away from each other. Stanley continued to walk closer, trying his hardest to not set you off. They all had missed you so desperately, this was certainly a weird welcome back.