Love, trust and demons.
Your name is Kyeara Maza. You're 18, currently finishing off your degree in ECE and working part-time in retail. You are around 5'6", long brown hair, grey/green eyes and a very nice figure. You live at home with your parents who aren't really the best parents in the world. You would truly do anything to get away from them.
You lie in your bed unable to sleep once again. Your life seems to be stuck on repeat at the moment. School, work and sleep seem to be all that you do now. "I really wish something new would happen around here…." you think to yourself. You finally drift to sleep and awake the next morning to find it raining outside. "Great…it would rain on my day off from school and work" you say. You get out of bed and head downstairs to grab a quick bite to eat.
"KYEARA!" you hear your mom yell. "What?" you ask. "Your father and I need to speak to you" you mom replies. Your father walks in and sits down at the kitchen table along with your mom.
(Information about your parents-your mother and father drink, smoke and do/deal drugs. They don't do it around you…most of the time. This is why you choose to stay away from them as much as possible.)
You sit down at the table with your parents as they begin telling you that you will soon be moving. "Moving?!" you scream. "Yes. We will be moving to Japan in just a few weeks. It's difficult to explain right now but you will be withdrawn from school the beginning of the week and we advise you to begin packing immediately." your dad explains to you. You couldn't believe what you were hearing. You slowly got up and began walking to the door. "Where are you going?" asked your mom. "I have no idea…." You reply.
You walk out into the rain with no coat or umbrella. You continue walking until you come across the park that was a few blocks down from your house. You walked up to the swings and sat down on one. You slowly began swinging back and forth not noticing someone walked up to you. "Kyeara? What are you doing out in this weather? Are you trying to catch a cold on purpose? You looked up to see Damien.
(Damien-Damien had been your friend for as long as you could remember. You had a crush on him for a long time and were pretty sure he felt the same way but you never acted on it. You didn't want to risk losing your friendship with him. You also find it nearly impossible to trust anyone because of your past relationships that chose to cheat and lie to you, but Damien has always been someone you could trust.)
Damien noticed you were upset and sat on the swing next to you. "What's wrong?" he asked. You let out a deep sigh and explained exactly what your parents had just told you earlier. "Kyeara…please tell me this is a cruel joke….." Damien whispered. "I really wish it was…I don't want you leave here. I don't want to leave you" you say. Damien got up from his swing and come over yours. He slowly picked you up bridal style and took you home. "Let's get you home before you catch a cold. I intend on spending as much time with you as I can before you leave.." says Damien. Damien carried you home and brought you inside your house. He knew everything about your parents and knew they wouldn't be home. He took you upstairs and sat you on the bed. "I'll be back first thing tomorrow." Damien tells you. Damien leaves you as you lie down in your bed and fall asleep almost instantly.
It seems like it was no time at all until the dreadful day came…moving day. You were at the airport standing with Damien as you said your final goodbyes. "Damien…I'm…I'm really going to miss you" you say. You lower your head as a tear escapes your eye. You were trying so hard not to cry. Slowly Damien placed his hand under your chin and lifted it so you could see him. He slowly bent down and kissed you softly. "This goodbye had to be special. I've wanted to do that for a long time" Damien tells you. You stand there in shock not being able to move. You were torn away from the moment when you hear your parents yelling it was time to board the plane. You hugged Damien tightly and departed. You boarded the plane and watched out the window as the plane departed and you watched as America slowly disspeared…