Neighbors

Kera POVI move the last piece of furniture to where I want it when I here the doorbell ring. I furrow my brows in confusion as I walk to the door. I have been here for two days and nobody came. Before opening it, I check my attire. A white tank top and tiny sports shorts. I cringe and decide to ignore the lack of clothing. I would look through the peephole but I'm too short to reach. I pull the door open to find five people on my porch. "Hello. My name is Becca," a short, dark haired woman speaks. She is just beautiful. "This is my husband, Scott and our children. Lisa, Matthew and Brandon. We are the Keaths across the street. It is very nice to meet you. We just came over here to welcome you to the neighbourhood. It is really nice to see a ne--- Damnit, Becca. Your scaring her." Becca speaks but Scott cuts her off. I try not to laugh at the cute little scene."Would you guys like to come in." I ask politely. They all nod and I move out of the way. I close the door once they are al

Kera POV"He just left?!" Nadine, my cousin, asks loudly. Even with her yelling, I can barely hear her over the loud music of the bar, cafe place. I called her and told her that I had some tea to spill so she asked me if we could spill shot instead. Now here we are, drinking cocktails and eating some bomb ass pizza. "Yeah. He did tell me that he had some business to handle." I tell her. "It doesn't make up for the fact that he got you drunk, made out with you and ditched the next morning. Then he doesn't say anything for THREE DAYS!" She yells again. I shake my head."You're making it sound bad. I was the one who got us drunk and so what if we made out. It just sucks that he wouldn't even call or text me. I don't think he even has my number." I say defeated. Maybe he was looking for a quick fuck. But he told you no when you wanted to fuck him."Okay. All of this is way too depressing. Let's finish up here and get fucked up. I know the perfect place." She says excitedly and waves th

Kera POV"I missed you so much." She yells excitedly. Her black hair swings around her shoulders as she sways from one side to the other. She hugs me again for about the fifth time since I stepped into the house. "I missed you too mom." And I really did. I haven't seen her since I moved out almost a week ago. It might sound dumb but I have lived with the woman my whole life and then I don't see her for six days straight. Anybody would miss their mother, especially if she was like my mother.My mom is full of life. Most of my friends would piss their pants if they saw her for the first time because she looks really strict, but she's really just a big goofball once you get to know her. "What have you been up to, baby? I was meaning to call you but the baking and the kids kept me so busy that I would just pass out when I get home." She says chuckling and I laugh with her. She is a volunteer at the orphanage and she loves kids. She couldn't do that because she had to live up to my dad'

Kera POVRejection.The thing we all fear.The crushing feeling that comes over your soul when you have been rejected is the worst feeling anybody could experience. It doesn't matter whether you're just little old you or Selena freaking Gomez, you will still feel the same shitty way. "I can't give you an answer to that, Parker. I need to think about it." I say with a small sigh. He nods and tries to smile but it just slips off. "Fair enough," He says and grabs his utensils again. "Your food is going to get cold. Let's just enjoy the rest of our night." He says and gets up before returning with a bottle of wine."We are going to have a repeat of the other night, okay? Just no weed or pizza tonight." He mutters the last part and I giggle.After dinner, I help Parker clean up and we get a few drinks in. We are not as drunk as the other night but I can tell that I'm becoming tipsy. Just a little bit. "Tell me more about yourself?" I ask and he looks surprised. "What do you wanna know?"

Kera POV"Welcome home. I was thinking of filling a missing person's report." Is the first thing I hear when I enter the kitchen. Nadine sits at the dining room table with what looks like steaming hot coffee. "Morning." I whisper to her and get myself some coffee. I left Parker's house after showering a couple if minutes after him. I was still in his shirt but I had the boxers on this time. I didn't feel the need to change but judging from the look Nadine's giving me, I should've gotten dressed. "How was your night." She says suggestively wiggling her eyebrows. I roll my eyes but a blush covers my cheeks. "It was okay. We ate, had a few drinks and we went to sleep because it was really late." I tell her leaving out the steamy details. "Where's your dress? Torn on his bedroom floor?" She teases and I blush. "It isn't torn or on his bedroom floor. I just didn't want to change. You ask too many questions." I tell her, hiding my pink cheeks behind my hair. "Hmmm. I bet you atleast s