“W-what are you doing here?” The stutter betrays my fear.
“I could ask you the same.”
His cat-that-ate-the-canary smile bugs me. “Where’s Jeremy?” This time my voice carries defiance.
“He had other plans.” He flings something at me.
I snatch it before it hits my face. Jeremy’s shirt. My fingers sense the crusty dryness of something that was once wet. I hold the shirt up in the moonlight. Blood?
“Let’s take a walk.” He grabs my elbow and squeezes me next to him. The angry heat from his body radiates down my side. He heads down the skinny alley that separates the barn and stables from the farm equipment and grain storage sheds. He ducks inside one of the storage sheds and by my elbow, I follow.
“I want to go home!” My demand comes out as a plea instead, which annoys me.
He traps me between stacked bales of hay and his sweaty body. For several minutes, his hands and tongue grope my body in a way that leaves me feeling dirty, like his soul. He doesn’t go all the way, but he goes far enough to make it clear that he could.
“The punishment for adultery is death. This is your only warning. If you tell anyone about our understanding tonight, your family suffers.”
I never hated anyone with this much intensity.
“I’m sure your mother must be worried.” He clasps my hand in his and I fight the urge to vomit.
The five minutes it takes to reach home feels like a portal to Hell. He smiles before knocking on my front door. Less than a minute later, Mama appears, robe wrapped around her.
“Ellie? Derek? What’s going on?”
“Ma’am, I caught your daughter in the cornfields with Jeremy.”
Mama frowns. “You told me you were sick.”
I lean over and spill the contents of breakfast, lunch and dinner on the front porch. I push past Mama and run up the stairs.
I didn’t lie.
I have a feeling that those of you rooting for Ellie are not going to be happy with this part of the story. Sorry – it had to get worse before it gets better 🙂 I can’t say when it will get better, but I can assure you she won’t have a life of misery! This is the sixth part of Ellie’s story. If you didn’t catch the previous parts, check out the links below. Each one is less than 333 words, so it won’t take long to catch up!
ALLEY (noun): a narrow street; especially : a thoroughfare through the middle of a block giving access to the rear of lots or buildings.
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