Chapter 1 Flowers
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello to anyone who will be stumbling into my story. Im surprisingly new to the game. So if I do make some mistakes, feel free to correct me as I would like to improve my work. I have a big crush on Widowmaker so this will be oc x widowmaker. I do hope you enjoy!
The day started of as usual. Its summertime, a day for me to relax and just help around the shop. The sun rays entered gloriously along my room, filling the dark walls with its rays. I could hear my family walk along the shop, moving boxes I presume that was just delivered this morning. I just stared at the sky and start to doze off again before my phone vibrated, then a familiar ringtone specified for a once special person.
"What?" I snapped bitterly on the other end, without the person even saying anything, I know I struck them off too harshly.
"You cant hate me forever…" A disappointed voice croaked. "Calling me early in the morning will only make me spite you more." A rustle was heard on the other end. "Listen, Olivia invited me to the party and she started sitting on me. She was drunk… I…" he trailed off, him knowing that its better that way. That he didn't finish it. He didn't have to. Both of us knew what he did.
He kissed my bestfriend.
"Listen, I cant talk right now, I will be helping at the shop."
"Wait.. Mari-" Click.
I sat on my bed begrudgingly, swung my legs to the edge and stretched. "Maria?" My mom knocked gently on the door. "I'll need some help downstairs, we have a customer and they want to view our greenhouse garden." She then whispered, "Looks like they'll be buying a lot from us! Hurry and help please" I wore my white knitted pullover ontop of my pajamas and tied my hair up in a ponytail as I hurried downstairs. I could smell a strong French vanilla Perfume at the hallways, I turned to the counter and saw my mom with a pretty lady. She was in a white button up shirt and black tight pants. Her laced up combat boots added edge to the crisp outfit she wore. I suddenly felt like a child in my teddy bear jammies.
Despite her beauty, something was off.. her skin. It's purple. "Please escort our customer to our greenhouse sweetheart," she turned to the lady. "Please, follow my daughter." The lady, emotionless from the second I met her, locked eyes with me in a deadly stare. I nodded and scurried off to the backyard, with her trailing from behind.
"Are you new to the town?" I piped in and opened the door to our greenhouse, a variety of fauna and flora caught our gazes. Blooming ever so beautifully under the generous warmth of the sun.
"No, I'm not Cherie. You could say I am visiting." Her words were icy and cold. " I will have everything in this greenhouse. When will you be able to hand it over?" If possible, my mouth would have fell to the ground with a clang.
"W-wait… Im sorry. EVERYTHING?" I exasperated. She smirked and leaned against one of the walls, " what? You think im poor or something?" Her accent made every syllable in the words dance in her favour.
"I never said that!" I shot back, feeling flustered and small at her presence.
"I'll be paying, CASH." She smriekd as she put full emphasis on the word cash. I winced abit and followed her back to the counter where my mom was.