Secret Existence

"Normal"

What does one consider normal? The word to me varies based on context, and clearly, in this space and time, I don't consider dating an over centuries-old prince, and a vampire at that, considered normal. At least, the Jaedae who was carefree yet conservative would find it hard to accept. To add to my struggle, the "new" me, my alter ego, Iliatia, as I term her, is a 15th century born Queen who has supernatural powers. It is safe to say I have never encountered anything this difficult before. Not even my exams nor extra-curricular are this difficult. I feel like my eyes have been opened to a "new world" and everything is painted differently on my spectrum.

Like any other night, I've been experiencing dreams that feel all too real to me; this night is no exception. Rather, I have had about three dreams, visions, nightmares, I really don't know what to call them, about my supposedly past life and events. Mhm, I must admit though, I do enjoy some of the scenarios playing in my head. I mean, who wouldn't? A girl ruling over a vast and wealthy Kingdom, unmatched beauty; praised by all, servants and staff at one's beck and call... I could go on and on; it's basically every girl's dream life. Not that my life now is any different, but that's beyond golden achievement. Separate and apart, reality calls me back to the now.

Since I accepted to say over at Tyler's, I am presently awake, yet again at 4:30 in the morning. You may know by now that's a regular habit of mine. Oh, and before you assume, I am staying in one of the guest rooms in their manor, as per usual. Ha, but of course, I'm a pure soul. Anyway, I am currently finishing a book I took from their library. Before I could do so, I heard a knock on the door. Suddenly my breath hitched and my reflex made me quickly turn off all the lightings in the room. Assuredly, I remember locking the door but my subconscious likes to play tricks on me nowadays.

“Erisson?” The soft, fading call of my name stood out among all the already creaking and chirping sounds of the night. An eerie feeling overtook the atmosphere. The silence was echoing off the walls. After some time, the calling stopped and I released a sigh of relief; trying to regain a calm composure. I pulled the covers over myself to cover the parts my knee-length nightgown couldn’t.

As soon as my eyes shut, I heard a bang and I saw the windows open; swinging on its hinges. The light from the moon crept in and so did the cold air. I sat upward and looked around, now completely paranoid. There was nothing around and I’m not stupid to look out that for any clues of anything. My eyes rolled and I laid down once again; going back to rest.

“Miss Paris? The masters have invited down for breakfast!” The loud booming voice spoke. My body became attentive at that and I sat up while clearing my hair from my face. “Good morning!” A deep, yet cheery voice greeted and my eyes shot towards it. There I saw Tyler in a single coach; all focus on me. His eyes sparkled and gleamed at me yet I couldn’t help but recognize the intense and dark beam he held as well. Mhm, who’s he trying to hide that from? That two-fa… “Jaedae, dear are you coming down soon?” Mrs. Velasques chimed in.

“Yes, ma’am, just a few minutes.” I glared at Tyler while listening to Mrs. Velasques’ heels clicking down the stairs. As soon as I was in the clear I power walked towards Tyler and ruffled up his favourite Balenciaga tee.

“How did you get in here?”

“By any means, people use to enter and exit.” He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I chuckled dryly and spat, “Well, by any means you used to enter, please exit thank you. Oh and I’ll deal with you after breakfast.” As soon as I said that, I went into the bathroom; locking the door.

After breakfast, which was lovely by the way; meaning regular family talks, me listening, dropping in one or two sentences, and laughing, I went to change. Apparently, Tyler is taking me out on a date the whole day as normal “lovey-dovey” couples do. I wore a formal black body-fitted strapless crop-top, light-wash blue jeans, and black high-heel boots which reached my ankle. I pulled my hair into a high ponytail and applied juicy-gloss. There, I am ready; simple yet sophisticatedly cute today.

I distracted myself by playing toy games with Tal until someone tapped on my shoulder. “Are you ready, babe?” He sweetly cooed and I nodded in response; taking his offered hand. He opened the passenger door of his silver Lamborghini for me and I went in after expressing my thanks. In the meanwhile he was talking to his butler, I contemplated my situation. I really wonder if I’m being too hard on him or if he’s okay with how or relationship has changed? But, why should I be worried; he is right to be reconciling for what he let happen.

No matter how hard I try, it feels like I can’t get over it. Why can’t I let go of it? Sigh, just this once I’ll let it subside so I can live out my happiest times; I won’t be this age forever. ‘Ha, who are you fooling?’ Great, now I hear voices in my head. Talk about depression and anxiety 101. Was that her? ‘You know.’ I gasp, this is for real. My eyes widen at the thought, at the voice and before I could outwardly react, I hear a door shut. I looked over to see Tyler smiling genuinely at me. Remember, Jaedae, live your best life. I smiled back and leaned over; kissing his cheek. That’s as normal as a not so normal me can get.