#c:jer

Jeremiah wasn’t really looking for a relationship, especially since he was part of the military and a lot of women couldn’t handle the obstacles that were thrown their way; however, Erica was a different person altogether and he was extremely blessed to have found her. He trusted her wholeheartedly while he was away, and she knew that she could trust him just the same. The male was back in town for a bit until he received his new orders, so he had been spending all of his time with his girl and family which he was enjoying a lot. Jeremiah sauntered into the bedroom and smiled at the mere sight of his girlfriend laying in bed. “You look so damn good, babe,” the dark haired male stated with a wink as he ran his fingers through his unruly locks before making his way over to his side of the bed. “What Netflix show are we watching today?” he questioned as he pulled his shirt over his head and allowed it to flutter to the ground to make himself more comfortable for their lounging around day before climbing into bed next to her. 

Jeremiah was so happy to be back in town to see his younger sister, Dixie, and his father; however, he was even happier that one of his Marine buddies, Matias, came along with him. The male was quite popular in his hometown as not a lot of people pursued the military, so he found that to be quite an accomplishment and loved speaking at the local high schools to recruit others to join as well. He had a whole day planned on showing the other male around his town, but he had forgotten his dog tags ( a necessity that had to be worn at all times ) back at his house and had to go back and get them. “Dude, I forgot my dog tags back home, so we’re going on a little detour and then we will be on our adventure,” Jeremiah explained with a chuckle as he rolled to a stop at the stop sign before looking both ways and then making a left hand turn down his street. “I don’t know if my sister will be home or not because I don’t know her school and work schedule, but if she’s home, then you can meet her if you want,” the brown haired male explained with a causal shrug as he scratched his cheek. “She’s pretty awesome, but no flirting with her,” he teased before continuing down the street. 

Jeremiah usually didn’t partake in parties, but this time he was grateful that he did because as his brown hues watched the female and the other guy make their way upstairs, his anger was getting the best of him. He finished off the alcohol contents that resided in his red solo cup and threw the cup behind him as he pushed his way through the crowds of people. The male was drunk, and even though him and the female weren’t together, he couldn’t help the jealousy that ran rampant throughout his entirety. “Hey!” Jeremiah called out in a slur as he approached the two of them. He peered down at the male as his jaw clenched slightly. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing with her?” the dark haired male spat as he pushed the other male to get his point across. “She’s seeing someone,” Jeremiah added.

Jeremiah had decided to stop being the nice guy as it was apparent that the other person wanted a bad guy instead, which he was more than happy to oblige with. He pressed his tall frame against the doorframe as he crossed his arms over his chest while his brown hues peered down at them. “I think it’s quite comical that you think I actually care,” the male stated as a humorless laugh fluttered past his lips. Jeremiah wouldn’t usually behave in this manner, but it was clear that being nice wasn’t working, so he chose to go a different route without a care of the consequences. “If you’re done yelling at me, I’m going to go back to enjoying the party,” he said with a nonchalant shrug as his dismissive behavior was sure to make things worse. 

Getting to Jer and his wife’s home wasn’t easy, and she must have passed out at least two times in the process of getting there, the pitch black of the night making it impossible to see her as she stumbled along. But finally she’d gotten to the right porch, knocking weakly on the door with the arm that still lifted when she commanded it to do so. “Jer,” she breathed out hoarsely through the wood, leaning heavily on it to support herself. “Jer- help,” was all she could manage as she waited, knowing he probably couldn’t hear her anyway.