Moonflower by Max Ellendale & A.M. Corbi

Author:Max Ellendale & A.M. Corbi [Ellendale, Max & Corbi, A.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2020-06-06T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

I spent the morning wandering through the acres of property on my parents' farm while they looked after Ella. My parents took her and the boys out for Black Friday shopping, which only informed me deeper of their lunacy. I ended my trek in the greenhouse where Mom's herb garden flourished along with a few tropical plants, including some of the original family members of my old orchids. I pushed myself up to sit on the table while admiring the petals of a royal blue baby that bloomed heavily despite the time of year. A few close-up photos made it to my phone, and when I inspected the white one, it reminded me of Charlie's painting.

Coming out to my mother drained me of all my energy, despite her positive response. If I admitted it to myself, in a way, I came out to myself at the same time. Never before had the words, "I'm gay," left my lips until last night. This morning, no one treated me any differently despite the fact that I struggled with overwhelming discomfort. A sense of aloneness struck me, as it had when I was a kid, and again, I found myself in the greenhouse, with my nails dirty and boots covered in mud. I tended to all the plants for my mom and allowed myself to move through the emotions that coursed through me.

In less than a month, my entire life changed and the good scared me almost as much as the bad. The unsureness of the future, of anything, became a constant companion over the years. Adding this layer to it broke my threshold and even though it was so good, I found myself alone in my thoughts, and without Ella there to keep me grounded.

The opening of the greenhouse door broke my reverie and I slammed back against the ladder while gripping my chest in fright. My heart pounded, and my eyes welled up at the depth of my reaction. My vision tunneled, and the back of my head throbbed as if struck by a blunt object. I heard myself screaming as the memory overwhelmed me.

"Please, Mitch. Let me go." I cried while he dragged me by my hair into the living room. My vision blurred and my stomach swirled with sickness. "You're hurting me!"

"You make me sick with how disrespectful you are. What kind of wife are you?" His voice trembled with rage as he threw me against the wall.

"I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry." I pleaded with him, my hands held up in front of me as he grabbed my face. "We-we can just go back to the bedroom. I'll-I'll do what you want. Please stop!"

"I wouldn't have to hurt you if you would cooperate and give me more. I wouldn't get so angry!" He snatched my wrist and tossed me to the floor before he lunged on top of me, pinning me under him. All he cared about was sex, despite how infrequent. He didn't care that it makes me sick.

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