Flower Talk

Aaron Burr [Part 1]

Flowers have always played a big part in Aaron's life. They were how he displayed his emotions, his feelings. While others might think of it as a beautiful blessing, he wasn't a very expressive person, so the flowers were more of a burden to him then anything.

He was a private person, hated being in the spotlight. The flowers prevented that from happening and he hated himself for it. Hated that this was his life.

At first, the flowers did nothing except turn to him when he walked by, but as he got older and faced far more intense emotions, they began to bloom whenever he felt something strongly. No one seemed to notice though.

Sure, occasionally people would find it strange that flowers, no matter the type or time of year it was, bloomed around Aaron but they never question it, so he didn't mention it. After his parents died however, everything changed.

Flowers began to bloom around him constantly. Harebell, scabious and adonis flowers were the most common. They never wilted or died and grew anywhere and everywhere, they stayed by his side for years.

They only went away when his sister Sally screamed at him to stop. To get rid of the horrible flowers because all the kids at school bullied her for having a freak for a brother.

Aaron remembered staring at her with tears spilling out of his eyes, crying loudly that he didn't know how, that he couldn't control it and he was sorry. Sorry for having this ability, sorry for making her life more difficult. Sorry for existing.

Eventually the plants went away. But that was only after Aaron realized the secret behind it. Should he feel extremely happy, a plant with that meaning would sprout around him, no matter the place or time of year. He realized quite quickly that if he buried his emotions, the plants would stay away. However, this proved to be exhausting, so he came up with a solution. No one came into his bedroom, so he allowed his plants to grow freely.

A few months after the death of their parents, they went to live with their grandfather, who sadly passed away after just three months. The two sibling then moved in with their uncle, a strict and religious man.

Aaron had known right away that he could not let his uncle know anything about his flowers. In their old town, many people knew of his power and were wary of him, however the worst were anyone who was extremely religious.

They were always more vocal in their distaste for him.

Aaron was careful not to give his uncle any tips. He could no longer use his room as a sanctuary, his uncle often came barging in, so he instead made small plants grow in various logical places. Either the school garden, his own garden or just in the woods behind his uncle's house.

Everything fell apart when his sister, whom he still loved very much despite the fact that she avoided him, ran away. Disappeared without a trace.

When his uncle told him the news, the entire room became filled with cypress, anemone and a hundred other plants. He remembered seeing his uncle's eyes widening in horror, before getting grabbed by the arm and dragged out of the room, the flowers trailing behind them. His uncle had thrown him to the floor, screamed at him, calling him a devil child, blaming him for his parents death, yelling that it was all his fault that Sally had run, that he was never and would never be loved.

After that day he was severely punished if his uncle even saw the smallest plant near him.

Then, a year later, his uncle's wife died. All the man had left was a cursed devil child for a nephew. His uncle turned to alcoholism and the punishments grew worse. Now his uncle would hit him no matter what.

But Aaron grit his teeth and bared it, finding refuge in his room where he would allow any plants to bloom, often covering his bed sheets and walls. As the years flew by, Aaron found the flowers and plants to be his only friends and confided in them.