Fiesty Keri

My mom said she would prepare my room for me, as the bedding and sheets were folded away.

I nodded, and she left leaving me alone on the sofa in the lounge of the house.

I waited and my mom was in and out of the room, telling me she was going to make my bed and went upstairs.

My dad was back with two beers in hand, and handed me one.

"Thanks dad." I said simply taking a mouthful of it.

He nodded.

"Does she know you're back?" He asked out of the blue.

I gave a clear face of confusion.

"Keri." He said simply.

I smiled, and nodded.

"I called her first, she collected me from the station." I said.

He nodded.

"Good, she's been pining over you the poor kid." My dad said drinking his beer.

I looked at him, again in confusion.

"Oh for god's sake, Keri's liked you since she was fourteen. The poor kid was crying for weeks after you left, she told her mom that she liked you from the moment she was able to. It killed her after you left, then she grew up and continued to wait for your letters. Only a few came, you only sent her a couple." My dad said angrily.

I nodded.

"Training got in the way, I never found the time to send many. I guess I stopped the moment I got sent away on deployment, I forgot about her." I said shamefully.

My dad took another draw on his beer, and grunted.

"Well she never forgot about you, then she got mixed up with that Adam's boy down the street." He added.

I knew immediately who he was referring to, John Adam's.

As Keri was growing up he always pestered her, asking for a date at her school and she continued to turn him down.

Eventually he became a sort of bad boy in the town, driving a motorbike that he put together himself and caused the local Sheriff's department a whole load of headaches.

John Adam's must have been the guy Keri was referring to, when she spoke of her current boyfriend.

That would mean they had been together for quite some time.

"She still with him?" I asked him.

My dad nodded gulping down what was left of his beer.

"Yeah the poor girl kept giving him chance after chance, fucking asshole he is to her." He said putting down the beer.

"But now you're back to put her straight, she needs you in her life. At least do that much for her, don't turn your back on her since coming back. She waited for you, and I think that asshole Adam's knows that. She's never truly given into him as his girlfriend. You are still in her heart, on her mind. You got that son, speak to her and sort that jackass out for her." He said with a sigh.

I sighed back in response, a heavy weight on my chest now.

"Dad I've just finished with an Army tribunal, I can't start any trouble in town otherwise I'll be in some deep shit." I said.

"Fuck excuses, Keri needs you. She may not have given you any idea, or hint she did when she collected you but she does." He said angrily, that immediately put me to silence.

I sighed again, sipping my beer.

"I'll speak to her in the morning, right now I've got a headache dad. I'll sleep first, then i'll sort it out tomorrow." I said relenting.

He nodded, and patted me on the back.

"Alright son, off to bed then." He said standing up, and leaving the room.

I still had half a bottle of beer, but in all honesty I wasn't in the mood for drinking it.

Too many revelations, too quick to be thrown at me.

Keri had feelings for me, even as far back as the day I left for the Marines.

She continued to wait for me?

Now she's putting up with a jackass like John Adams?

I sighed finishing my beer off in two mouthfuls, biting back the bitter taste I stood up and went to my bedroom to sleep the day off.

I felt guilt-ridden, and angry at the same time.

The Next Day, Saturday Morning, 9:34am

I woke up at about 7am, and seeing my old room left as it was the day I left for the Marines, I made my way to the shower.

I was half asleep as I slid into the standing shower, closing the glass door behind me I turned on the shower.

Oh F.Y.I I sleep nude, reason for me going straight to the shower as I knew my parents were probably still sleeping as it was a Saturday.

I began to wake up in the warm shower water hitting me from above, also my cock was alive since it was morning.

I looked down, and gave it a quick stroke keeping it at full mast.

Then the thought of Keri entered my mind.

The outfit she wore yesterday to meet me, her body, the revelation that she had feelings for me all this time.

My cock got harder at the thought, and I stroked it again but kept my hand around it.

I stroked harder, and moaned in the small cubicle of the shower and then more thoughts entered my mind.

Pulling down her tight, constricting leather leggings, rolling down her panties to see what she hid there.

I stroked harder, furiously jacking off when my train of thought was interrupted by a knocking at the bathroom door.

"James, if you're showering the towel is above the mirror on the towel hook." My mom called out, to be heard through the door.

I breathed hard, getting my train of thought letting go of my cock.

"Right mom, thanks I'll use it." I said.

Then I heard the distinct sound of footsteps moving away from the door, and I knew she was gone.

I quickly washed, keeping my mind clear and my hands away from my hard cock.

I stepped out of the shower, turning it off before grabbing the towel I dried myself with.

I used the towel to wrap around me, as I made my way back to my room.

Inside I pulled from my duffel bag some clean clothes, and put on a plain black t-shirt with some worn, faded jeans.

I looked at myself in the mirror, a few faint scars on my arms and one on my neck from a deployment in Helmand Province in Afghanistan, about two years ago.

A grenade had been thrown at us from a two story building in a deserted town, the grenade hit the feet of a Private named Williams. He didn't see it coming, and it exploded sending him into the air, and shards of fragmentation's towards the rest of us.

I caught two piping hot, pieces of metal that struck my combat armor but tore through slicing my chest, arms and neck.

They were faint, even though they were deep and gushing blood.

A nearby Private named Wallace helped me, and bandaged my wounds.

Private Williams wasn't as lucky, they found in pieces scattered around the town.

Poor bastard.

I still remember that day, thinking of how lucky some people can be, and how some can be deadly unlucky.

I breathed hard, and took my vitamin supplements I had on me at all times I carried in my bag.

I made my way downstairs and had some breakfast with my mom and dad, nothing from either of them regarding Keri.

I had some toast, and some cereal but kept it light.

My dad was off to work in the car factory, and my mom to the local hospital of the town as a nurse.

They were soon out of the house by about 8am.

I sat alone at the kitchen table, with half of my cereal left but I wasn't intending to finish it.

I had my mobile phone in my pocket, always second nature to grab it whenever I left my barracks on rest days.

I pulled it from my pocket, and found Keri's past texts from yesterday.

I sent her a single text, in case she was still sleeping.

"Hey, you up Hun?" It read.

I waited, drinking my orange juice when my phone pinged and a text was received.

It was Keri who sent it, and I read it.

"Yh, just got washed and dressed. How did last night go with ur parents?" The text read.

I smiled.

"Bad, some things I never expected to be told of." I sent to her quickly, hitting the buttons as fast I could without making any errors in spelling.

A few seconds passed.

"Like what?" The text read, as my phone pinged again.

"Things about u, how long have u had feelings for me?" I sent in a single text.

I was prepared if she never wanted to talk to me again for this, but I hoped she would answer my texts.

About a minute passed, I expected she wasn't going to answer me.

Then my phone pinged again.

"Since I was 14." The text read simply.

I couldn't believe it!

It was all true, and she was admitting it.

I breathed hard, and sent another text.

"We need 2 meet, we should talk about this." I sent to her.

A few seconds passed again, and then the phone pinged once again.

"Yh I'm free today, let's meet at 11. Is that OK for u?" The new text read.

I smiled, thankful for her reply.

"Yh 11 is fine for me. Meet you at ur parent's house." I sent back.

A few seconds passed again.

"Sure, see u then James." She replied, and I decided not to send another and to just wait until 11am to speak to her in person.

I sat back, and finished my orange juice before going into the lounge to watch some television until about 10:30am before leaving to meet Keri.

The time passed slow, even felt like torture.

Eventually the clock hit 10:30am and I jumped from the couch, shoving on my boots I headed out the front door with my keys, and knowing Keri only lived about twenty minutes away on foot I made haste.

It was a quick walk, yet it too felt like it was taking forever to get where I wanted to.

Finally I was on Keri's street outside her house, and made my way to her front door.

I stood on her doorstep, and gently pressed the door bell.

It rang slightly, I could hear it for a few seconds faintly inside and I heard footsteps.

The door opened fast, and there stood Keri's mother Rachel.

She was a beautiful black beauty, with long black hair that stopped at her shoulders and beautiful brown eyes.

She was about 5'5 in height, and today wore a nice purple dress and flat-sole shoes.

I remembered her four years ago, as I was growing up I couldn't deny I had many dirty dreams about Rachel, but as I grew up before leaving town I saw her more as a family friend.

"James, Keri told me last night you were back. Come in." She said, no emotion on her face or in her voice.

I followed her in and sadly I had to watch her big ass swing, and sway beneath her dress, and her beautiful dark thighs were just sexy to watch.

"She's in the lounge, please James don't hurt again. We'll talk later." Rachel said abruptly, her face with a pained expression as she looked at me quickly, before leaving for the kitchen.

I sighed, breathing in hard.

I made my way into the lounge.

Keri was sat on the couch in the center of the room, wearing the same black leather leggings from yesterday, but with a purple vest instead of the same one yesterday, and the ankle boots were on her feet.

"Sorry for the reception from my mom, she suffered the most from my outbursts and stuff after you left." Keri said smiling gently.

I nodded, and sat down next to her.

"So, I see you received my texts." I said, more stating a fact to her than anything else.

She nodded.

"Yeah, I figured someone would tell you. Either my family, or your own." Keri acknowledged.

I nodded, waiting for her next words.

"It's true, I've loved you well before you left for the Marines but I never thought you would ever leave. But you did. I was hit hard when you left, my parents couldn't console me and I spent most of my time in bed thinking about you." Keri confessed to me.

She went quiet after that, watching her own hands in her lap.

"When did you meet John Adams?" I asked her, and her face lit up with surprise, as if a well kept secret was let out.

"How do you know about him?" She asked gasping.

I sighed hard.

"My dad, gave me a speech once I got home last night, about him and how he treats you." I explained.

Keri looked away, and then slowly back.

"I met him when I hit sixteen, he's the same age as me roughly and we began to date. We never did anything sexual together, until about nine months ago when I turned eighteen. He was fine at first, and then he changed. It was all about pushing me as far as he could, kept on bugging me for sex before I turned eighteen. But I turned him down, until I turned eighteen." Keri explained.

I nodded, taking in every detail of her story.

"He was a wild one, once he got his motorbike up and running he caused problems for the town, and Sheriff Wilmot. Driving without protection, without the right license, and then him and his friends began to drive around together like a gang. Taking what they wanted from the stores, without paying. The store owners said nothing to the Sheriff, because of how many followers he had. But around about the beginning of this year, Wilmot got John on some minor drug charge. He was eighteen at the time, as I was too and he was tried as an adult. The drugs were just Cannabis, but Wilmot tried to push for the sternest charge against him. However because he had never been tried as an adult before, and hadn't really done anything serious as of yet the judge let him off with two months community service to the town." Keri said laughing, but it was off key as if she wasn't truly finding it funny, but more of a sad outcome.

"Anyway, once the Court let him off John went back to his usual ways feeling as if he was untouchable. Went about dealing drugs again, and even started robbing houses in town. Getting away with the drug charge, made him think that he could treat me as he liked. Demanded sex whenever he wanted it, began to sleep around on me. Cheated on me with my friends, one night I confronted him about it, and he was high off his head on Cannabis. Bad move on my part, he struck me with his fist. Sent me flying across the room, against a wall and into A&E for the night. Broke my nose, burst my lip and left a nice fucking bruise on my temple. I was stupid enough to lie to the on-call doctor who saw to me, and I had said that I had fallen down a flight of stairs." Keri chuckled painfully taking a mouthful of a can of soda on the table.

"I'll kill him." I said simply.

Keri sighed.

"You've just got off from a tribunal who tried you for assaulting your superior officer, I don't think it's a smart move to attack John and force the Sheriff's hand on you." Keri explained, trying to make me see sense in all of this.

I sighed.

"The moment a cowardly fuck like Adam's touches you, there cannot be any mercy." I said angrily.

"Listen to me, there's a reason the asshole has been in a pissed-off mood in the last few months. For one, I haven't slept with him yet and I've been eighteen years old for months. And two, he knows about you. The whole town, and both our families must have passed it around about how I felt about you. That's why he hit me that night, it ain't a good enough reason but that's why." Keri said, gently touching my hand to calm me.

I sighed hard, touching my brow gently.

"I leave for just four fucking years, I break your fucking heart and force you into the arms of a true asshole." I grunted.

Keri rubbed my hand gently, looking into my eyes.

"Forget about him, I'm dumping the asshole now that you're back. If you'll have me?" She asked dropping her head slightly.

I laughed gently, but not in a mocking manner, more as if she surprised me.

"Yes of course I'll fucking have you, I ain't having that asshole hurt you anymore." I said taking her hand into my own, and I felt her breath hard and shake at my touch.

Keri laughed gently, and then looked up from my eyes to the doorway of the lounge.

There Rachel was standing smiling, as she looked down at us holding hands.

"You better look after her, James. I'm not going to watch what she went through again." She said smiling, before turning around and leaving us alone again.

Keri smiled beaming, and squeezed my hand.

"You know how long I've waited for you?" Keri asked, tears in her eyes.

I leaned close, and wiped her tears away with my hand.

"Hey hey hey, I hurt you Keri. I hate myself for hurting you, more than I can say. But I will love you now, and you don't have to wait anymore for me. I'm here to stay, I'm not going anywhere." I smiled attempting to calm her, as I didn't want her to become upset.

Keri smiled, and we sat there in silence just holding each other.

We took every chance to rub each others arms, or hands as we sat in silence.

We were becoming accustomed to each other, I had been away for four years.

That was a long time to leave someone who seems to think she loves you for, and I wasn't planning to leave again.



Any and all feedback is appreciated, any ideas for the next installment I will read and incorporate into this series. Hope you enjoyed it. Thank you.