The Blessed Friends

Kristie’s POV: “Thumper! Wake up!” Becca yelled at me.  “We are going to be late!” I glanced at my phone and saw it was already 3:30. We had to be at work at 5!  “Okay Bambi, s**t! I’m up!” Those we our nicknames for each other, I’ll explain that later. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom and showered. It took me fifteen minutes to get ready so I could eat before we left. “Here, already got it ready for you.” Becca handed me a packed bowl and I took a long hit. I had an immune disorder and stomach issues and she had numerous health problems so we were both legally allowed to smoke marajuana.We took a few hits each before she packed it one more time, and with that I was finally hungry. I made a bowl of cereal and Becca said she would eat when we got to work. I looked at the clock and saw it was 4:30pm, so we had to leave.We listened to a 2000s rock station on the way to work to get us hype. We pulled into work at exactly 4:50pm. We worked at an outdoor bar over the beach. We lived in Myrtle Beach, SC so it was a good tourist trap and we always made great tips.We got out of my car, which was a black Mitsubishi Lancer, and immediately saw the lime green Lambo and a blacked out Rolls Royce sitting near the back of the parking lot. We grinned at each other, both secretly hoping one of us got their table.We walked in the side door and went into the locker room. Our manager, Katie, had a full laundromat here so we never had to bring our clothes home. She also had a “maid” who would come wash our uniforms and hang them nicely in our lockers.I slipped on my black pants, pointed black heels with a two inch lift, and a cute Lacey black blouse while Becca wore a slim black dress that went above her knees and was strapless. All the girls wore black outfits, we could choose what we wore. I was most comfortable in this. I didn’t like to show my legs or stomach because of the scars. I got most of them covered with tattoos, but some are too deep to get covered. I still get nervous around men, but thankfully Katie knows what happened and she cuts me some slack. I’ve never been the same since that night. Flashback to one year ago: “Please stop! I didn’t mean to!” I was pleading with him. He was so angry. I spilled his drink on his lap. John was my boyfriend and he was drunk again. “What did I tell you?! You should learn to be more careful!” John spat in my face. Then he slapped me. It was the first time he ever put his hands on me.I slapped him back. It was more of a reflex then anything, and man did I regret it.  “You dare hit me?” John walked to the cabinet and grabbed a knife. “What are you doing? Seriously, your scaring me!” I was walking backwards towards the door. I kept my eyes on the knife. Just like that, he grabbed my hand and pulled me to him. He sunk the knife into my stomach. I screamed in pain as he pulled it out and pushed me on my back. He started stabbing my legs over and over, he did it atleast ten times. I managed to punch him in the throat long enough to get the knife and stab him in the chest. He fell to the floor and with the adrenaline pumping through me, I crawled to the front door of my apartment and managed to open it. I fell to the floor and yelled for help.As I was crawling down the hall, I heard John laughing.  I turned my head and he was standing there holding his ribs. He started walking towards me, laughing histarically at this point. I was starting to lose consciousness. Then I heard a gun shot.A cop came running to me and cradled me in her arms. The last thing I saw was John being lifted and carried away. “Stay with me sweetie. We got you. We need an ambulance now!” The cop was crying over me.“Please call Becca.” That was all I managed to say before I passed out.I woke up in the hospital with Becca by my side.“Damn girl, you scared me! How you feeling?” Becca was crying while she spoke.“I just don’t know why he did that to me. Why did he try to kill me?” I began to scream I was crying so loud. Becca sat on the bed and held me. Back to Present Time: Becca and I finished getting ready and headed out to the floor. It was a pretty slow night, I couldn’t figure out who drove those fancy cars. No one in here looked like they would even have that kind of money. I waited on two tables, both 5 head, and made almost $100 in tips from them. I looked at the clock and had one more hour before closing. I went outside to smoke a cigarette and noticed the fancy cars were gone. I guess they left when we went in. I went back inside and noticed Becca getting harassed by an overly drunk man. She could handle herself usually, I wasn’t too concerned. She politely told him he had to leave, but he wasn’t having it.  He grabbed her arm without warning and I swear I saw his eyes turn black. I began to storm over there when I saw him raise his hand to hit her.I froze, visions of John came rushing back to my head. I didn’t want to be in this situation again.Before I could reach them, another man came out of nowhere and grabbed the drunk by his collar. He didn’t say anything, but the drunk man quickly got up and walked away. Becca looked like she was in shock. Becca’s POV: What just happened? And who is this guy that just swooped in like Superman? That drunk man was about to hit me, but this mystery man saved me. I saw Kristie crying and I knew what she was seeing. Her stupid ex. I’m glad he’s still in prison. “What’s your name?” The mystery guy said.I smelled the most amazing smell, it was sandalwood and musk, but the good kind. Like a guy after a hot workout. I lifted my head and when we made eye contact, I felt lost again. Who was he? And what was he doing to me? “My name is Rebecca, but my friends call me Becca.” I smiled shyly, but he never broke eye contact. “My name is Jasper Edwards, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” He kneeled and kissed my hand. Lord, I felt like a princess. “I’m sorry we met like this, but I couldn’t let a beautiful woman be belittled like that.” Jaspers words were like heroin. “It’s okay, really. I deal with people like him almost everyday.” I tried reassuring him, but he didn’t look convinced. “I don’t think you’ve dealt with someone like that.” His smile turned dark and his eyes were sad. I don’t know what came over me, but I immediately pulled him to me for a hug. Sparks erupted throughout my body when we touched and I pulled back a little bit. He simply grinned and pulled me back. Kristie’s POV: “Uh, Bec? Whatcha doinnnn?” I was giggling at this point. Becca was not affectionate, let alone clingy. She clung to him like a baby with their parent. She pulled away from him and he quickly grabbed her and pulled her back to where his hand was resting on her hip around her back. “Well, that’s my cue to go home. First things first, who are you?” I was going to atleast interrogate him before they left. “My name is Jasper, and yours?” “My name is Kristie, Becca is my bestfriend.” “I see, well I can assure you I would never let anything happen to her. She’s got a great life ahead of her.” I c****d my head to the side to make sure I was hearing him correctly. Did he think he was just going to take her or something? As if he heard my thought, he released his hand. “You working tomorrow?” He cupped Becca’s chin in his hand. “Yes, we both start at 5 like today.” “I’ll see you tomorrow, my love.” He handed her a card, which I’m guessing has his number on it and then he left. I know I’m not getting much sleep.