'I'm on the verge of tears because of a rude customer and you step in and stand up for me' AU

I just want to go home. Today has been the icing on the shittiest cake ever baked and my apartment may be small but it has a bed that I can crawl into and avoid everyone and everything.

I'm sitting behind the counter at the Kwik-Mart, it's like a 7/11 but shittier. Much shittier. Yes, I've said shitty a lot already. But that's my life for you. Shitty.

I've worked here for going on 7 months. Sometimes, it's quite alright and the easiest money I've ever made. But since my boss put me on day-shift it's like I was destined for bad days, and it's an ongoing struggle to keep my cool throughout the days.

I'm reading a magazine as I hear the bell above the door ring out and see a tall brunette walk through with a shorter blonde woman behind her. The shorter woman looks around and sees me and smiles the biggest smile, I didn't know if I should be thoroughly creeped out or not but she waved and hit her friend and her friend looks at me and god... her eyes are the prettiest color I've ever seen. They're really bright, too. With black-rimmed glasses over them, and she's smiling at me, well, more of a smirk really. And she throws a little wave to me and they carry onto the snack aisle.

And I'm trying to keep my cool, you know? I've worked here for a long time, I see all kinds of women come in here (not any that looked as hot as she does) and I shouldn't be focusing on how her clothes are very fitting and she has curves in all the right places and her ass is...

Ding.

An older man walks in to the Kwik-Mart and goes to the liquor shelves and grabs a couple of them and sways over to the counter, but not before dropping one of the bottles to the floor. Not accidental in the slightest, he more or less held out the bottle and let it fall from his hand while looking directly at me.

"Clean that up. Is anyone with a brain even working here?" He spits out, and I didn't know how to even react, how am I supposed to when this disrespectful dude walks in and destroys property?

"Uh.. I.. I'm sorry, I-"

"CLEAN. THAT. UP. How do you ever expect a man to want you if you can't even do your fucking job right? Bitches I tell ya. Never listen." He says as he drops the other bottle with it too and walks up to the counter with a hard glare on his face.

I'm not going to lie, this scared me to no end. I just wanted to go home. I just wanted to bury myself so far into the ground. I wanted to cry. I was on the edge of tears moving from behind the counter to go clean the mess up when I feel an arm gently move around me and push me away from the man and the mess. The arm goes as quickly as it came and it's the hot brunette from while ago, I didn't even know they were still here, and she goes and pushes the man into the counter and punches him square in the nose.

"You don't fucking waltz around and disrespect women, how would you like it if you got pushed around, huh?" She's pushing him into the wall and I thought he was going to hurt her, but she stood a few inches over him and intimidated him enough to where he struggled to open the door and ran out to this truck.

I didn't realize I was crying or shaking until I felt my hot tears hit my cheek and I laid against the wall, on the floor, paralyzed by whatever just happened to me. The blonde busied herself with cleaning up the alcohol, mumbling about how much of a waste that shit was, as the dark-haired woman came to my side and wiped my tears from my cheek and asked if I was okay.

"I don't even know..what to say..thank you. You have no idea how much you saved my life. Just thank you.." I buried my face into her shoulder and cried, and she let me. She told her friend to put the closed sign up and soothed me with soft touches on my back until my breathing finally steadied.

"Who are you?" I asked her, clueless to who exactly these women were and why they would do such a thing for me.

"My name is Alex. My friend's name is Nicky. We were planning on staying in and having a horror movie night and it wouldn't have sufficed if we didn't have snacks, so here we are." She smiles a genuine smile and is absentmindedly playing with my hair.

"I'm sorry I probably seem so pathetic, on the floor crying because of some rude man, but I haven't had the best week and that was the candle on the shit cake of my life." Why the hell am I babbling? I just cried into this woman's shoulder for too long, she's been through enough. I stand up and go towards the counter and bag their snacks and hand it over.

"You... know you didn't actually check those out, right? You just kinda threw them in the bag." Nicky asks out of confusion, and Alex's brows are furrowed as well.

"Yeah, I can kinda tell. You don't have to pay for them, you've done more than enough. I don't need your money. I hope this can be enough to repay you both for cleaning up my mess." I say and chew on my lip, and try to smile.

"That's very sweet, pretty lady, but wouldn't you get fired for just handing out snacks to random people who walk into your store?" Alex says, with an eyebrow raised, and fuck if that's not the hottest thing I have ever witnessed.

"Honestly, at this point I hope I get fired, I would love nothing more haha," I look up into green-blue eyes, "Seriously, just take it." I smile genuinely at her and Nicky and then turn to walk off but Alex grabs my hand.

"Come with us."

"What? Are the alcohol fumes getting to you?" I look at her genuinely confused.

"Haha no! Seriously, come with us. Leave a note on the counter and say you fucking quit. Lock up, put the keys some fucking place and come watch classic horror movies with us, eating snacks and drinking a lot of tequila. You deserve this. No one likes shit cakes. Fuck, I'll make you a fucking cupcake when we get there. Are you in?" Alex looks at me with the biggest eyes and she's smiling and caressing the back of my hand with her thumb. "Please?"

"You don't even know my name, Alex. And you both don't even know me, why would you want me around any longer than you already have had to?" I say as I stroke her arm and try to smile like I'm not about to cry at the gentleness of it all. At how she actually cares about me.

"Well, your name is Piper!" She shouts as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"How the fuck did you..." I look down and see my name tag and oh god, maybe I do need a drink.

"Okay, you got me. Let me lock up, and I'll meet you guys outside?"

"You got it, skippy!" Nicky chirps as she grabs the bags of snacks and jets out the door to the car.

Before Alex leaves to wait outside, she holds onto my hand and puts her free hand on my cheek and kisses me softly. "Thank you, pipes." She smiles and walks out the door and I see her sit on the hood of the car waiting.

After I get everything set, I lock the door and turn around to see a beautiful sight. Alex on the hood of her car jamming to Queen with Nicky in the car screaming the lyrics of Bohemian Rhapsody. I go up to the Alex and kiss her on the lips and throw my stuff into the car.

Maybe this was how my life was supposed to turn out.