Homecoming

[sandi_grl]

"Please, no more fights..."

Chelsea snuggled back into him as they laid back on the bed and soon drifted off into fitful sleep. They shifted in the night, with him laying behind her and an arm draped over her waist. She slipped out from under his arm when her phone began to sound off, telling her it was time to get up and go to class. She dressed in the change of clothes she brought with her and put her books back in her backpack. Leaning over, she gave him a quick gentle kiss. "I'll see you later."


School was uneventful. A pop quiz in math, which she surprisingly felt confident about. Broaching the topics of depression and anxiety disorders, including PTSD, in psychology. And acing her musculoskeletal test in anatomy. She'd texted Stephanie at some point between her classes and asked about going to Boomers that night, figuring she would be able to convince Chas to go.


The girls were finishing up getting ready in the bathroom when a knock came at the door.

"Got it!" Chas called out as he walked down the hallway to open it.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc was vaguely aware of it when Chelsea left, but when he woke fly to find the bed empty, something inside him asked like he had never experienced before. Rousing out of the bed he showered, shaved, then dressed before heading out for the day.

First stop of the day was his old high school where he had graduated spectacularly average. He carried a C in every class no matter how difficult or easy the class had been. The only classes he had above a C was physical education, where his natural athleticism made it impossible for him to not score well.

The second stop which he dreaded was back at his parents house, with luck his father would be gone allowing Marc to see his mom. He wasn't, so it didn't go well. Two punchesthrown, one by his father and one by Marc which left his father sprawled out on the living room floor, Marc left to find a place to regain his calm. He ended up at the cemetery where he spent the rest of the afternoon looking at headstones to pass the time.

Going to Chas and Chelsea house, he was let in by Chas, "Dude, are you fucking my little sister or what? She hasn't been coming home at night. "

Marc looked at his best friend, "Whatever we call it, I am not fucking her. We are being intimate, but this is nothing like Rosie, or any other woman I have been with. "

Chad looked at Marc, "Do you love her?"

Marc looking all the world trapped, shrugged, "I think I can. When she is with me, I am at peace, calm, and when she isn't I am angry, ready to fight. "

 

[sandi_grl]

"Dude, she can't fix -"

Stephanie strode up to the two and pulled Chas away from Marc. "Babe, we talked about this. Enjoy the time you have while he's still here. And Chelsea doesn't need you protecting here from the world anymore," she half whispered, dragging him into the kitchen.

Chelsea scampered out of the bathroom once she brushed her teeth and greeted Marc with a long, deep kiss. "Miss me?" she asked with a small smirk.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc's tongue slid into her mouth hungrily as he clasped her in his arms. "Yeah, all day, " he murmured into her mouth.

The sense of calm he associated to being with her settled in him almost immediately. "Kind of early to go to boomers, do we want to go to dinner first? "

 

[sandi_grl]

"Dinner sounds good." She gave him another quick kiss, craving him. "Do you want to invite them, or we can just meet them at the bar?"

 

[a_libertine]

Marc gave a lusty grin, hoping she had in mind the same thing he did for dessert. Namely her, but if she did they may not make it to the bar. "Sounds good to me, " he replied.

Looking at Chas and Stephanie "Meet you at 9?"

They nodded their agreement, and Marc led Chelsea out the door. Once closed, he snatched her up and kissed her deeply, passionately. "What dip ypu want to do for dinner? McDonald's to go so we can head to the room for a while? "

 

[sandi_grl]

"Oh, McDonald's, such a romantic," she teased as they made their way to the car and he opened the door for her.

She drove them through the Mickey D's drive-thru, and then to the motel. Setting the bags of food down on the small table within the room, she was sure he wasn't going to wait till they ate.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc started playing with Chelsea's leg no sooner than the two of them sat down. He doubted that she would let him get too far, but hey, the fun, in part was in the effort.

He tore open the bags, and grabbed the far too few ketchup packets. He looked at the ketchup, then the fries, then at Chelsea. "Hmmm," Marc thoughtfully expressed. "May not be enough ketchup, I may need to substitute ketchup for something else."

 

[sandi_grl]

As she took a bite of her cheeseburger, Chelsea raised an eyebrow of confusion at him. She chewed slowly and swallowed, the look not leaving her face. "Dare I even ask what you have in mind?"

 

[a_libertine]

Marc looked down at her crotch and back up at her face, "Well, you do have a seemingly endless supply of yummy liquid I could use in dire straits."

With that he put his burger down, and kissed her deeply, using his left hand to hold her in place as his right grabbed a breast.

 

[sandi_grl]

Chelsea had barely managed to swallow her next bite before his mouth took hers. Giggles escaped her as he held her in her chair, and his kiss wiped the slightly concerned look from her face.

"Thats only because of you," she mumbled against his lips.

 

[a_libertine]

Marc smiled and turned back to his food. He took a moment and reflected how well things were going with Chelsea and while most of the time alone was mostly physical, he enjoyed the moments of conversation that arose too.

Between bites, he asked, "How was your day today?"

"Mine was pretty uneventful, went to the school for a couple hours, went to see Mom, Dad was home so I went to the cemetery and looked at headstones for the afternoon. "

 

[sandi_grl]

"The cemetery?"

That's a little depressing, she thought. Taking a sip of her milkshake, she continued, "It was fine. Did really well on a Stats quiz, dissected a cow eyeball in anatomy. Went for a run..." She paused, thinking for a moment. "You know, your mom still goes to church every Sunday. Never see your dad with her. I could take you, if you want."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc nodded, "Yeah, it is always quiet there and after throwing down with asshole I ended up there. Could have gone somewhere else, but didn't."

He eyeballed Chelsea suspiciously, "Churches are for funerals and weddings, which one are you roping me into?"

 

[sandi_grl]

She choked on a french fry as she laughed. "I'm not roping you into anything." She coughed a few more times. "I just know she still goes and maybe we can catch her before she goes back home."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc grumbled, "I'll wear a tie just in case."

He leaned over to peck her cheek and steal on of her fries, "Clearly these are trying to kill you."

The urge to bend Chelsea over and take fast and furious was still percolating in his head when he decided he should behave. "What do you want to do before going to boomers? If I get naked with you, we aren't going "

 

[sandi_grl]

She grinned at him. "Now that's not my fault," she teased him.

Chelsea looked at the time on her phone. They had about an hour before even needing to consider leaving to the bar.

"...There's an arcade about a block from Boomers. Not sure if that's your jam, though."

 

[a_libertine]

Marc looked at her, then down at her body, "Yeah you are at least 50% at fault."

He stood and held his hand out to Chelsea pulling her up onto her feet, and into a deep kiss. "I am going to tear you up in the arcade."

 

[sandi_grl]

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he kissed her, and teased his lips with her tongue. "Oh, you're on," she challenged back.

Chelsea drove them downtown. As they entered, the arcade was flashing and humming. Several clusters of racing games off to one side, skeeball along a wall, several different first person shooter games in another grouping, and all other kinds of games scattered throughout. It was like a smaller version of Dave and Busters.

"What do you want me to kick your ass at first?"

 

[a_libertine]

It seemed like forever since the last time he had stepped into an Arcade. Certainly not since he joined the army. "Shooter game," he replied.

He put his hand on her hip as the walked over, "But we should make it interesting, a wager?"

 

[sandi_grl]

She eyed him suspiciously. "You have an unfair advantage Mr. MP," she pointed out, bumping his hip with hers for extra emphasis. "What kind of wager?"

 

[a_libertine]

He nodded, "I do indeed."

They arrived at the game designed for hunting deer and he said, "If you beat me, I won't blindfold you when we get home. Deal?"

 

[sandi_grl]

"That's not a fair bet." Chelsea eyed the game, grabbing the plastic 'gun' from the holder. "I liked that," she admitted as she inserted the quarters into the coin slot. "How about if I win... I get to blindfold you?"

 

[a_libertine]

Marc thought about it a second, "Both blindfolded? Could be hot as hell. Deal."

He grabbed his 'weapon' and they began firing in rapid sequence.

The deer fell under the onslaught of the two and the scores racked up high quickly. At the end he stuck his tongue out at her, "Rematch?"

 

[sandi_grl]

She scrunched her nose at him. "Why, so I can lose again?" Glancing around, she pointed to the line of skee ball games along the way. "How about that? Make it more fair."