A Child's Worst Nightmare

Sara stared at Kurea, then glanced at the two males- Diran and Nikku -behind her. "Are you being serious, Kurea?" Sara asked, trying to understand everything. Kurea didn't reply. "Kurea, answer me." Sara demanded. Diran glared at her. "Sara, don't try to force things out of Kurea right now!" He shouted. "Can't you see how scared she is!?"

Sara slammed her hand on the table. "Dammit, Diran! Yes, she's scared! Which is why I need to make sure this isn't a joke! If there are evil things in that school, there is no way in hell I'm letting her stay there!" Sara explained angrily. "So shut the fuck up!" Sara finished. Diran stood. "Make me!" He shouted.

Nikku said nothing, rubbing Kurea's back when tears spilled onto her cheeks. He glared at the now unhappy couple. "Both of you shut up!" He finally screamed, though he was more of the silent kind. He hugged Kurea tightly and closed his eyes, whispering comforting things to her.

Sara glared at Diran once more before turning her full attention to Kurea. She felt the salty tang of tears at the rim of her eyes and she quickly wiped them away with the back of her hand. "Kurea can stay with me for a while. Just until we figure out what's happening here." Sara decided. Kurea nodded, leaning into Sara's arms.

Sara escorted the young Kurea to her car, making sure she was alright, before shutting the door. "She's not coming with you, Diran." Sara said, feeling his cold glare fixed on her. Diran growled. "And why not? Afraid she'll want to stay with her dad before she wants to stay with her pathetic mother?" He smirked, feeling victorious.

But Sara smirked back, pretended to start to get in the car and picked up a rather large piece of asphalt. She turned around quickly and threw it at Diran, hitting him in the stomach with it. "Go to hell, Diran." Sara said before starting up the car and driving off, leaving Diran on the ground.

Sara pulled into her driveway and pulled the key out of the ignition. "Kurea, sweety, are you alright?" She asked when she opened Kurea's door. Kurea didn't answer, but, instead, wrapped herself in her mother's arms, on the verge of tears. "Where's daddy?" Kurea asked weakly. Sara sighed, holding Kurea in her arms and shutting the car door, making sure to lock it. "He had a bad stomach ache, that's all." Sara lied.

Kurea curled into her blankets, holding on to her teddy bear closely. Sara stopped at the door to turn off the bedroom light when Kurea stopped her. "I love you, mommy." Kurea whispered. Sara smiled. "I love you too, Kurea. Get some sleep, alright?" She asked. Kurea nodded and turned, facing the wall now instead of Sara.

Sara sighed and closed Kurea's door. She kicked her shoes off in the hallway and picked them up, putting them in the shoe box. The doorbell rang with a gentle buzz and Sara went to get the door.

Sara looked out the peep hole to see Nikku and Diran at the door. She barely opened the door. "How the hell did you find my house?" She questioned. Diran shrugged. "I dunno, maybe because I used to live here before you kick me out?" He replied sarcastically. Nikku put a firm hand on Diran's shoulder with a gentle glare, his eyes saying, Get this over with.

Diran ran a hand through his hair. "Sara, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to get mad and yell. It's just that...Well, I went to that school when I was her age and it was perfectly fine. I mean, it felt like my family was there. So you saying all that stuff just pissed me off." Sara raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Why are you here, Diran?" She asked softly, suddenly calm. Diran sighed. "I want to see Kurea. Is that so much to ask?" He said firmly.

But Sara nodded. "Yeah, it is so much to ask considering she's sleeping and you saw her, what, five minutes ago?" She glared. Out of no where, it began to rain. It came softly at first, but it then got harder and harder until Sara was forced to let Diran and Nikku inside. Sara pointed to the kitchen. "Get some towels from in there." She said, rubbing her temples as if she had a headache.