It's been two weeks since the incident I had with my so called "wife." She made sure that I'd never see sunlight or leave this God forsaken bedroom. The shades are shut twenty-four hours a day and seven days of the week. I am unable to feed, wash, and clothe myself. It's like I'm either handicap or a child, maybe even both.
"Master Logan, are you up sir?"
"What do you think knit wit?"
"There is no need for name calling sir. I am here on behalf of your wife Raven. She has requested that you dress yourself and have me escort you to the foyer where you will meet up with her."
"Does she really think I want to be anywhere near her after what she did to me two weeks ago?"
An evil smirk appeared on the servant's face as he held his head down chuckling.
"Master Logan, Raven doesn't want a fat lazy disturbing couch potato as her man and who ever said you will be spending time around her? Now, I'll be back in 15 minutes, I expect you to be dressed and ready. Oh! I almost forgot dress warmly; we are going for a walk."
I waited until the servant close the door to release my happiness. I'm finally going to be able to go outside and get fresh air. It's been so long from what I can remember, seeing as though my past is hard to figure out.
Finally the servant returned back and I concealed my happiness again. I didn't forget that smart remark he made about my "wife" not wanting me to be a coach potato.
"Lady Raven, here is Master Logan as you requested."
"Thank you Luther, you may take your break now."
I watched the servant as he left and turned back towards Raven with a smile. "Well I'm not sure if I should be happy that you're letting me outside or if I should still feel some type of way about you having your servants attack me."
"Logan, Logan, Logan who said you were going outside. You are just going to take a walk in the maze that's in back of the foyer. I can't risk letting you out of the house and going crazy on people. What type of wife would I be if allowed that to happen?"
My smile slowly disappeared as she talked and then a look of anger appeared as I said, "Fuck you, you stupid bitch. I hate you."
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me; I fucking hate you and your guts." At that note I ran out the front door and into the nearby woods. I was running so fast that I only got small glimpes of all the trees I past by. Some were short and fat, others were all tall and skinny. I was running so fast that everything seemed like a blur and my head was spinning, my vision wasn't clear. The trees started changing shapes and for a second I thought I was going crazy and I reached this little pond that I fell into and it seemed to have revived me on the spot.
I sat up and moved out of the water all while still catching my breath and saw a glimpse of my reflection in the pond. It has been so long since I last looked at myself and I looked terrible, depressed and lonely. I dropped to my knees and started crying. If only I could remember my past I'm sure things could be better.
After like five minutes of crying, I washed my face in the pond, and then stood up. I was going to wait another ten minutes before I moved to know where I was going to go because all I knew was that I wasn't returning back to that wretched place that I was forced to call home. But I heard movement in some nearby trees, so I started running again. I put a good amount of distance between me and the pond and I was about to put more when I was confronted by a young man.
"Where are you running to?"
"I don't know but what does it matter to you?"
"Chill boy, I'm not trying to stalk you or anything you just look lost. Where did you come from maybe I can help you find your way back." His voice had somewhat of a slithering sound to it, the sound that sends shivers up your back. I wasn't quite sure if I could trust him but I answered his question anyway.
"Where I came from is not of importance because I am never going back there," I said it quick and almost with an attitude.
"What's your name?"
"Um my wife Raven and her servants called me Logan."
"Ah! So you're the mystery man that everyone has been talking about, it's a real pleasure to meet you."
"Who-who is everyone? And what do you mean by people have been talking about me? Who are you and where do you come from?"
"Alas my boy that is something I cannot share with you, but you are more welcome to join me! And the name is Kurt. Kurt Wagner." He stuck his hand out for me to shake and I was hesitant at first but I took it anyway and as I did, the forest around me disappeared. I only remember seeing darkness around me and then I passed out, with a frightful dream.