An Entangled Life
Chapter 8: Hurtful Words
Martin led Timmy into a private lounge and shut the door.
"My rooming with Fred allows me to enjoy the same benefits he gets here," Martin explained as Timmy looked around the elaborately decorated lounge area, "guess you get a lot of money being a bouncer," he added.
"Yeah," Timmy agreed.
"Sit," Martin said motioning to a red futon, "um, you should take off your shoes," he added when Timmy rested his dirty shoes right on the edge.
"Oh," Timmy realized and flung his shoes on the floor after taking them off.
Tasteful kid. – Martin
"So," Martin said sitting on a white chair, "you're Timmy Turner," he said.
"Yeah," Timmy responded, "um, Martin," he added.
"It must be strange for you," Martin said, "seeing me without my memories."
Timmy nodded. Then he sniffled.
"I'm certain that when the year's over everything will turn back to normal," Martin said kindly.
Timmy looked at Martin with teary eyes.
He seems so much more intelligent than Cosmo. It's hard to believe they're the same person. – Martin
Suddenly Timmy's pink watch disappeared. In it's place stood a pink haired fairy.
Martin jumped back fearfully.
Who the hell is this? – Martin
Wanda looked at Martin with hurt filled eyes.
"You really don't remember me," Wanda said tearfully.
Martin recognized the voice.
"You're Cos…I mean my wife," Martin realized.
Wanda shook her head.
"I'm Cosmo's wife," Wanda said sadly.
Even though Martin had no memory of his former life, that still stung.
"Wanda!" Timmy shouted angrily.
"I'm sorry," Wanda said after a moment of silence.
Martin looked at her closely. He then recalled what she said before Cosmo left with the bailiff.
"Are you…have you ever said…do you…accidentally say hurtful things?" Martin finally asked.
Wanda gasped.
Timmy's eyes widened.
"Sorry," Martin apologized staring at the floor, "it's just…"
"We know that Janice allowed you to hear the trial," Wanda interrupted shocking Martin, "her contract unfortunately put a lot of kinks in the procedures set for your punishment," she continued, "aside from Timmy and I, no one else who knows you from before as Cosmo can communicate with you," she stated, "this makes official monthly checks on your condition impossible," she said, "and frankly with that attack practically at the start of your punishment, you would've been transferred elsewhere or had your punishment deferred if it could be properly recorded."
"Are you saying I've pushed this on myself?" Martin asked her honestly.
Timmy looked from one to the other worriedly. Martin's posture was now defensive. Timmy knew this wasn't good.
What's Wanda's problem? Why is she practically baiting him to be upset? – Timmy.
Martin suddenly chuckled.
Both Timmy and Wanda were surprised.
"You're trying to make yourself believe that I'm not your husband," Martin said in amusement, "you think, if I get mad, explode on you, that I couldn't possibly be Cosmo," he continued, "what was your husband?" he asked, "some oblivious oaf you could wrap around your finger and use and abuse in turn?" he asked horrifying Wanda, "or maybe you're actually loving and having a bad day," he suggested, "like after Cosmo's trial," he added.
Martin's answer was a smack in the face from an infuriated Wanda.
"How dare you?" Wanda snarled.
Wanda's answer was a smack right back.
Timmy gasped. He was speechless when Wanda hit Martin. But Martin?
He really has changed. – Timmy
"I think we should go," Timmy said suddenly climbing out the futon, "come on Wanda," he instructed.
Martin looked at his hand horrified.
I hit a female? – Martin
Then he recalled how he had hit Jackson so hard that the guy was still in intensive care. News reports said he might as well had been stabbed in the gut by an aluminium bat. Twice.
"I'm a monster," Martin whispered looking at his shaking hands.
"Yes you are," Timmy agreed, "and Co…Martin," he corrected himself, "the rules have only changed slightly," he reminded him, "tell anyone about Wanda and she's gone," he told Martin and left with his fairy.
Martin kept sobbing and sitting in the chair well into the night hours.
It was nearly five in the morning when Fred found Martin.
"What happened?" Fred asked seeing Martin's reddened swollen face.
"I'm a horrible person," Martin said and started crying again.
"Shhh," Fred said and rested Martin's head against his chest, "come on, you're not that bad," he said, "you drive me crazy because you won't let me tap you," he said honestly, "but you're not that bad," he added.
"You're so full of it Fred," Martin said suddenly.
Fred looked at Martin in surprise.
"Thank You," Martin added and snuggled against Fred.
Even when the guy's crying he turns me on. I'm such a perv. – Fred
"And proud of it," Fred added with a grin and hugged Martin a little closer to himself.
Chapter 8