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Can You Hear My Heart

“Here are your drinks. The rest of your food will be coming out shortly,” I say with as a smile as I pass out the Diet Cokes to the family of four in the booth.

I turn on my heels and head to the back, waiting for their food to be sent up.

“So, Kari, have you heard from that rocker friend of yours yet?” my best-friend and co-worker, Nicole asks with a sly smile on her face.

“Not really. He texted me earlier this week that his tour was ending soon, but that’s about it,” I frown.

I fix my blonde-streaked brown hair back into a high ponytail while I listen absentmindedly to Nicole scold me for not getting a move on.

“Nicole, do you see the bimbos he comes in here with? They have big boobs and no-brains, not exactly much of a resemblance to me.”

“But, Kari, I honestly think you have a chance with him! He comes in like every other night when he’s off tour-“

“Yeah, and always with another woman. Listen, Nicole, my foods up, so I can’t continue this conversation, okay?” I snap.

I grab the tray of food and hurriedly escape the stifling atmosphere of the kitchen. I didn’t mean to snap at Nicole, but I didn’t want to hear any encouraging words. I’ve known Ashley for almost two years. The only conversations we’ve had were when he was waiting for his date to show up at the restaurant, and I just so happened to be his waitress. We’d have almost an hour of deep, meaningful conversation, then his cheap dates would up, and I would be dismissed as if I didn’t exist. I was always second for him and I didn’t expect that to change.

I drop the food off at the family’s table and turn to retreat back to the kitchen when Alex, on of my co-workers, tapped my shoulder.

“Yeah, Alex, what’s up?” I ask.

“Um, some dude at table ten requested you as his waitress. He seemed pretty adamant about it.”

“Right…got it,” I sigh. I didn’t even have to make it to the table to know who it was. Ash was the only customer who ever specifically requested to be waited on by me. I mentally prepared myself. I unbuttoned an extra button from my black, button-up shirt to expose the multicoloured peace sign above my right breast, and slightly pulled up my short, black skirt to further expose my faerie dragon tattoo on my left thigh. I knew these slight tweaks to my appearance wouldn’t do much to gain Ash’s glances, but I did them nonetheless.

My breath stuck in my throat as I saw Ashley in his bad-boy glory, relaxed on one of the red leather booths in the back corner. He spotted me walking his way and his dark brown eyes sparkled as they met my hazel ones.

“Hey Ash, you want me to start you off with a Jack and Coke on the rocks?” I ask.

“Awww, Kari, you know me so well,” he winks.

I had to stop myself from swooning. It meant nothing. I just sent him a small smile in return before running to grab the other table’s bill and his drink.

I return to Ash with his drink and set it in front of him.

“Is there anything else you need for now?” I ask, not wanting to deal with him tonight.

“Come on, Kari, sit with me. No need to be so uptight, babe,” he pouts.

My mind spins. His pout was so hard to say no to and him calling me “babe” made my insides clench.

“Okay,” I breath.

“Good,” he smiles one of his breathtaking, blinding smiles.

“So, Ash, how was your tour?” I ask.

“Fantastic! I feel like this last record was better than our last. Hearing the crowd singing
“When They Call My Name” with us gave me chills! You’ve heard our latest album, right Kari?”

“Yeah, I have. I really enjoyed it,” I smiled, downplaying how much of a BVB fan I actually was.

“It’s so cool to see that are fans are still sticking by us. They’re dedication is so unreal…”

I was so absorbed in listening to him talk about his music. I could tell how innocently happy it made him. This was the side of Ashley that I loved to see, not the side where he was busied with trashy women. If I could just keep Ashley to myself like this I would be too happy for words.

“I just can’t wait for the next tour, Kari, I feel like it’s gonna be even better- Oh Carina! You’re here!” he beams.

My head snaps around as my eyes take in a bleach blonde, roughly my height at 5 foot 8, breasts threatening to pour over her corset dress top, and a face made up like a 1990’s Barbie Doll. I scrambled out of the booth and nodded my head to her in apology.

“Do you know each other?” this Carina woman asked Ash while raising a penciled-in eyebrow at me.

“Yeah, I’m a regular here. She’s a friend of mine. Come on, sit next to me, doll,” Ash says to Carina.

Carina slides into the booth right next to him, leaving absolutely no space between them. She’s so close, she was practically sitting on his lap.

“What can I get you guys?” I ask, trying to hide the tenseness in my voice.

“A medium-well New York Strip Steak for me,” Ash says.

“Um… do you have anything vegan?” Carina asks.

“A garden salad, tomato soup, and I think that’s about it,” I reply.

“Are you kidding me? You don’t have anything else? Can’t you make something especially for me?”

“I’m sorry, I don’t make the food or the menu,” I apologize through grit teeth.

“Are you being smart with me right now?” Carina asks, raising her voice.

“No, ma’am, I’m not.”

“Ma’am? MA’AM? That’s it! I want to speak to your manager, I refuse to be treated this way!” she seethes.

“Right. I’ll be back with her,” I breathe.

I turn, and as I walk away I hear her say to Ash, “Can you believe that tramp? How can you be friends with someone like her? She’s cheap and disrespectful! No wonder she’s stuck at such a lousy job!”

I take deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I refuse to let that bimbo get the best of me.

“Lisa,” I say, approaching my boss, “the woman at table ten wants to speak with you.”

“Did you do something?” she asks, concerned.

“Not to my knowledge, ma’am.”

Lisa sighs and presses her thumb and index finger to her brow.

“Okay, okay, let’s go.”

We approach the table, and I clearly see Carina groping all over Ash and leaving grotesque lipstick marks along his jawline. The sight makes me want to vomit.

“Miss, I’m the manager here. What can I help you with?” Lisa politely asks.

“Your waitress here was being disrespectful to me, and I refuse to tolerate it,” Carina said.

“May I ask what was being said?”

“She talked to me in a rude tone, talked back, made fun of my dietary needs, and refused to be of help!”

“Sir,” Lisa directed at Ash, “is this true?”

Ash opened and shut his mouth a few times. His eyes darting between Carina and me.

“Ashy, baby, aren’t you going to agree with me?” Carina pouts.

“Ma’am, he doesn’t have to speak if he doesn’t want to,” I say to Carina.

“Listen, you disrespectful bitch, just because you’re jealous that I’m getting Ash’s dick and you aren’t doesn’t mean you get to say shit to me. I can tell by your eyes you’ve been eyeing him all night. Well guess what? You won’t get him!” she yells, standing up to get in my face.

My mouth drops in shock, totally taken aback.

“Come on Ashy baby, let’s go somewhere else,” Carina orders, taking Ash by the hand and dragging him out of the restaurant.

As soon as they exit the front doors, tears start streaming down my face.

“Kari! Hun, are you okay?” Lisa asks.

“No,” I croak out.

“Hun, how about you go home, okay? Go get some air outside and I’ll have Nicole give you a lift as soon as she finishes her last table, huh?”

“T-thank you m-ma’am,” I hiccup, unable to control my tears.

I scurry out of the restaurant and plop myself on the curb at the edge of the parking lot. I let out strangled cries, not caring really who heard me. How could Ash just let that woman he knew for barely a day talk that way to me? Even if he didn’t like me in a romantic way, shouldn’t he stick up for someone he calls a friend? Having that tramp talk down on me like that in front of Ash was utterly humiliating. I know I may not have the nicest job, the biggest chest, the best personality, but how could he think more highly of that woman than me? I didn’t think I could feel this foolish for liking him. It shouldn’t be hurting me this much.

“Kari, is that you, sweets?”

I look up and see Nicole coming towards me. I quickly try to control my breathing and wipe away my tears with the cuff of my sleeves.

“Yeah, yeah it’s me.”

“What happened? Lisa came to me and said that some customer was being an ass and you started crying,” she said, plopping down next to me.

“Ash came in and some stupid girl came in for a date with him, just like it always goes. She starts getting sassy with me, but I didn’t do anything, I swear. She asked to speak with Lisa and then starts shit talking me. She called me a bitch and had said I was pathetic earlier, all right in front of Ash…and you know what he did Nicole? Absolutely nothing! How could he do that to me? I know he probably doesn’t like me nearly as much as I like him, but I thought at least he would protect me. He wasn’t acting like the Ash I fell in love with. Nicole…why does this have to hurt so much?” I cry into her chest.

“Oh, Kari…I’m sorry,” she sooths, patting my back.

I must have been crying for a solid two minutes when I heard a cough. I pry myself away from Nicole and look up to see Ashley standing awkwardly in front of me.

“What do you want Ashley?” I ask.

“Kari…can we….can we talk? Please?” he whispers.

Nicole and I stand up and brush ourselves off.

“Kari, I’m gonna leave you two to talk, okay?”

“Yeah…okay,” I mumble.

Nicole races back inside, leaving me and Ash in uncomfortable silence.

“Listen, Kari… about earlier… I didn’t mean to let Carina talk bad about you. I just…I didn’t know how to deal with it. I felt bad…but-“

“You didn’t want to ruin your chance to fuck her? Yeah, I figured,” I snapped.

“You’re right. And I’m a complete asshole for that. I realized as soon as I left with her how shit I was being, so I told her off and dropped her off at her house and I came back here so I could apologize. I’m sorry, and I know that’s not enough, but I really am sorry.”

“Thanks…,” I mutter.

“Also…uh…when I came back here, I heard you talking to your friend. Do you really love me?”

I look up at his eyes. Trying to read if he was angry or embarrassed, or what he was feeling. But I couldn’t tell.

“Yes, Ash, I do.”

“Since when?”

“I don’t know. Somewhere amidst our conversations it just ended up that way.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because I kept seeing you come in with these blonde, big-breasted women, and I know your type isn’t me. I knew me saying I loved you wouldn’t change how you feel about me.”

“Well, maybe you should be my type,” he whispered.

“What?”

“Maybe… maybe someone beautiful, and caring, and strong should be my type.”

“Ash, I-“

“I think I love you Kari. You’re the first girl I’ve been able to really open up to. All the other girls I’ve been with I talk to and it seems like they’re not even listening, which I was fine with at the time because all I wanted was a good fuck, nothing else. Until meeting you, I didn’t think I could actually care about someone in a way deeper than just physical attraction. And I’m not gonna lie. I’m scared. I don’t do relationships, Kari. I don’t know what to do, and you deserve better than a guy who is just confused about his feelings.”

“Ashley,” I whisper, stroking his cheek, “I don’t care if I deserve a guy who is a fricking astronaut or president, CEO, or whatever, the only guy I want is you.”

Ashley’s tear filled eyes meet mine and I felt time stop around us. Before my brain could even comprehend, his lips were on mine. I melted into the kiss, pressing myself up against him. His left hand tangled in my hair and the other pulled me closer to him, resting on my waist.

His tongue slid against my lips and I gladly opened my mouth for him. I let him dominate the kiss and take control of me. It felt safe and right to me. Eventually, we had to part for air.

“Kari…I love you,” Ashley breathed.

“Ash, I love you too,” I smiled, pecking him on the lips.

Notes

Comments

@KayHopeNoona1996
Hi there! Not trying to be a pest or anything, but I was just curious as to how the story is going?

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
8/26/18

@Red Phoenix77
Alrighty, sounds good!

@KayHopeNoona1996
I don't figure he'd go for anything TOO far out the first time they're together, since he's actually trying to figure out how to be a "Boyfriend", instead of just a random hookup. Oral, or different positions are cool, but also maybe with him trying to be somewhat romantic, if that makes any sense.

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
8/2/18

@Red Phoenix77
Haha, yeah, no I wasn't gonna have a daddy kink in there unless you asked. But if you want any other kinky stuff for the smut part, just lemme know! I should have it done within the week (I'm aiming to have it done by Sunday since my new job starts Monday and I'm outta state next weekend)

@KayHopeNoona1996 Maybe after they've been out a few times, he invites her over to his place for dinner, and actually cooks for her. ( You can decide if it goes well, or if there are "mishaps" ). Since it's a new relationship, he's been trying to NOT live up to his reputation, and hasn't made moves on her yet, so after dinner, while they're watching a movie or something, she finds a way to let him know that she'd like for them to get closer. This way, we can have the smutty part that didn't fit into the other part.
By the way, I'm not into the "daddy" type stuff, if that's cool. ( Not judging anyone, it just doesn't do anything for me ) I'm looking forward to seeing what you can make out of this. Thanx!!


Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
8/2/18