Inherited power

It was going to be a beautiful day. I woke up with the sun’s rays gently trickled through my ancient green huge velvet curtain. Smiling, half-awake in my dream world, allowing myself time as if I had nothing to do and all the time in the world at my disposal. I reached for my phone, which was on the only bedside table in the room, on the left side of the bed while admiring the fine particles of dust shinning like diamonds within the sun rays of a new day. “Hell, no, not again! I'm f*cking late!” As soon as I saw the clock, I jumped out of bed. I grab a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. I hurry to the bathroom for my morning routine, then sprint to the exit while grabbing a sweater and a bag from the hanger. I put on my slippers and I was gone. I looked at my watch, It took me 5 minutes to get ready. “Oh yeah, I was that good!” Fortunately, I didn't have to travel far, I worked at a corner flower shop a few blocks from where I lived. And the owner was wonderful because, despite the fact that I was frequently 5 to 20 minutes late, I still had a job. Customers rarely arrive during the first hour. This is most likely why my boss doesn't get upset when I'm late. "Good morning sunshine!” Raising his head slightly from the documents in front of him, Damian, my boss, greeted me with an extremely amused look as I walked in. “ It appears like you had an eventful morning!” “ Good morning, Damian!” I returned his greeting, and then I looked at him with a solemn expression on my face, full of guilt, as to say: You know, I’m really really sorry I’m so late, again! Still amused, he nodded as if to say, yeah…I’m not buying this! “ I don’t think you managed to see yourself in the mirror today, right? Or, are you attempting to start a new trend? “ What?” I was already on my way to the restroom. “By the way, let’s get over this whole thing with the apology, we’ar both aware that you’d need a miracle to arrive on time, and it hasn’t worked out for you in over a year.” I entered the flower shop's small bathroom. Despite the fact that I thought I had removed my make-up the night before, I still had two large circles of mascara under my eyes. Which, in contrast to my extremely white skin (for some reason, it appears that the sun despises me), I look like a fricking zombie. And not a sexy one! Moreover, I had the T-shirt upside down and a few coffee stains. Perfect, I looked like I already had at least 3 hours of work! I made myself look more glamorous so that customers won't run away from me, and then I got to work. Same things, I had to: change the water for the flowers, cut the tails, water the plants, serve the customers who had begun to arrive, and make arrangements. I love my work, it relaxes me. Damian was always shocked by how good I was with flowers; he used to tease me about how clumsy I was in general as a person, so he was amazed, not just because I succeed to keep the flowers alive, but that they grew and blossomed while in my care. "Will you be working the night shift at the club?" "Not tonight! I finally have a freer day " "Oh, so there will be no one tonight to drop drinks on customers." Said Damian,teasing me. “I almost don't feel like going anymore.” "Oh, shut up, it only happened to me once" We exchanged glances and busted out laughing. I worked two jobs, I was in desperate need of cash. In addition to my job at the flower shop, I also worked part-time as a bartender in a club. Although I had managed to get back on my feet, I was still saddled with numerous debts that I was attempting to pay off as soon as possible. As a bartender, the pay was mediocre at best, but if you were pleasant, you could earn a substantial tip. That's how I met Damian, he was a loyal customer of the club. One evening I came across a glass and emptied it on him. He had been nice not to get upset, and we started talking. As he passed by, we became friends. So our collaboration began. "Are you going out tonight with Marie and Steph (Stephen)?" Marie and Steph were my best friends, they were my lifeline. We grew up together. I can't even imagine what my life would have been like without them. “Nahhhh! Tonight I'm going to dedicate it entirely to myself; I really need a relaxing evening!" "Good for you!" “Thanks!” For a long time, I've fantasized about a calm evening. I had already made my plan. I was going to take a relaxing hot bath, I had already taken my bath foam and some scented candles. Then I planned to make a face mask while reading a good book. Yes, I can't wait to get home. I was getting ready to end today. Damian was already gone, usually he stays until finishes with the paperwork and orders. It was 30 minutes until closing, I had already started to sort things out and sweep. I was in the small restroom, I went to leave the broom when I heard the bell at the entrance. A late customer, I thought. "Good evening, how can I help you?" I was thinking to myself, "I hope he wants a gift already packed," while smiling warmly. I couldn't stop thinking about my hot bath. "Good evening," he replied politely, but he had a strange behavior, I felt analyzed, he stared at me as something was wrong with me, he seemed genuinely surprised. I got used to weirder customers. Maybe he knew the girl who worked before me here. Who knows. "Oh, I'd like to buy a special gift for a dear friend of mine, it's her birthday," he says. He muttered something about his friend, and I smiled as I pretended to listen to him. I turn to show him something when, I felt a lightning movement, I turned my head, and he was still standing where I had left him, looking at me and smiling. I immediately felt like a needle prick. Instinctively I covered it with my hand. I couldn't understand what was happening. I began to feel dizzy, blurred, and my legs let go, I was about to fall. Instinctivele I reached for the person in front of me as a sign of help. Then nothing, just complete darkness.