Incredible

Incredible

A month had passed. And I was losing hope little by little.

To be honest, I actually didn't know what to do anymore. I was getting depressed and helpless. I lost all my friends. And I can say the same to my family as well. Cause I am would be no longer their daughter until I find a job and learn how to be a responsible, independent women. Ah you know, this blah blah thing. But what can I say, I just happen to love life so much.

Why am I a so depressing person right now, you would ask. Well, because it's been a month since I graduated, and I hadn't find a job till now!

Firstly, to end your misery of being so curious about the infamous, talkative me self, my name is Lily. Lily Sinclair.

I am a proud twenty two graduated university student. The daughter of Dimitri and Alicia Sinclair and the sister of John Sinclair. My father is the CEO of big companies and lots of business here in London. My mother is a big designer here too. Many know her for her style in designing clothes and applying makeup. As for my brother, he is older than me by two years and is helping dad in the family business.

Now you must be saying, 'You are a rich girl with an open pocketed daddy and mummy and a big brother.' 

But I tell you no. It's not quite that. Like I said -Or my family said- I need to be responsible and independent in order to get my parents' approval of everything I make. To give an example, you have John.

The responsible, independent, old brother with straight As in everything. He is just the Perfecto of this family.

He never got a C in anything in school, but I did. He never got in trouble in school, but I did. Not that he got troubles at home because he didn't. While I, of course, did.

So yeah, he was lucky enough to be responsible of some of the family business. Dad and mum trusted him with blindness.

Not that they shouldn't, he is trusted alright. John is just amazing in everything.

But sometimes I get jealous of him. Because I am not as trusted to dad and mum as he is.

He is the family angel. I am the trouble maker. He is the responsible one. I am the irresponsible. He is the independent one. I am the dependent one. He is the hard working one. I am the having fun one.

So yeah, jealous may seem a little word in my dictionary. John practically had everything. He was the Perfecto. I was more of a queen bee.

So yeah. That's my so amazing life.

But my life turned upside down that one day when I went and slept in my bed and waked up finding myself in another. Technically not a bed but rather long green leaves on the ground.

I looked around in the so colorful world in panic. Oh my God! where am I?!

The sky was so blue I thought I was dreaming. As blue as the ocean always looks like. The leaves around me... They were so green. Like green leaves we rather see in fairy tales movies.

Not just was I in a strange, weird place. I was also wearing weird clothes with lots of colors.

It was a sleeveless, knee length dress. It had thin, long straps as a sleeves. Which where not doing any kind of use as the straps were falling of my shoulder. The dress was a mix of blue and pink, light and dark degrees. My blonde hair was loose around my face, falling past my shoulders. I don't actually recall my hair being that tall, it reached my waist and was more rich. My hair was originally reaching the middle of my back and wasn't as rich. I had this weird blue shoes, that looked like it was made of leaves. But blue rather green.

I really felt like Alice in wonderland as I stared myself up and down.

I ignored the weird dress as I took another panicked glance around the so colorful place.

For God's sake, where am I?!

I mean when I dream, I never feel like it until I wake up. But this... It looked more than just a dream. It was unreal, making me feel like I was dreaming even though I was one hundred percent sure that I wasn't.

I slowly stood up from the leaves looking bed, feeling panicked and alarmed.

The nerves were slowly creeping to me.

And this was just added by the weird feeling on my back. And when I glanced behind my back, I almost fainted.

Two, sparkling, long, looking through wings hang on my back proudly.

I screamed in panic, jumping idiotically. Oh my God! This... This isn't happening!

I stopped my screams but still couldn't help the panicked breathes as I jumped from side to side to look at the sparkling wings on my back.

Wings! I have a freaking wings on my back for crying out loud!

Okay, okay, calm down Lily. It's just a dream. Soon enough I will wake up and laugh at such silly dream.

Gosh! Maybe my friends were right telling me not to be so into fairy tales like Alice in wonderland or Cinderella. Silly me, I should be careful and not be so engrossed in the stuff I love.

But still, I love fairy tales. I should at least live this fairy life for once so I would remember it for ever.

And with that in mind, I calmed myself down and stood still.

I took another glance at the beautiful, colorful world. Wow! It really looks real. I really wonder what life would be if it's just a fairy tale. With colorful skies and lands.

I took slow steps, being careful as I was still a little uneased.

Before I took another step forward, a voice suddenly boomed, "We have a new comer!"

I flinched, almost falling on the ground as sudden shadows appeared.

Oh my, maybe it won't be a colorful dream after all.

"A new comer!" "A new comer!" The booming voices increased as more shadows appeared in front of me. I couldn't really see the faces as they were standing right before the sun. But I could make the hands moving and legs running towards me as I tried to restain the sunshine. And I could also make out what seemed like... Wings.

I really began panicking as all of them shouted one after another, "A new comer!" I felt strange. They aren't my people. That's if they are even people in the first place.

"Please don't hurt me!" I screamed on top of all their voices as I crawled away, trying to get away from them and falling on the ground in the process.

All the voices stopped immediately as all of them stared down at me. As all the faces were on me, I could actually make the features of their faces, which looked similar and not similar at the same time.

They had different eyes, some big and open, some small and almost closed. Their eyes were colorful, so colorful like the sky and the land. The women's hair were either tall to the waist or short to the neck and it was colorful as well. And they wore colorful dresses just like the one I wore. While the men wore what seemed to be black pants, leaving their chest open and wide and almost all of them had their hair either black or brown, other had it blonde. All of the people standing had tall, looking through wings, Just like the pair that were on my back, but theirs seemed somehow a little smaller than mine.

But what caught my attention the most were their ears.

Do you remember Tinker Bell? As in the fairy that wore green dress and had blonde hair? Their ears were the same as hers.

I panicked.

Why, you would ask? Because you, my dear friends, do not realize what I just did.

They had long hair. I had it. They had colorful dresses. I had it. They had wings. I had it. But when I was checking myself out a minute ago, I really don't recall touching my ears.

And wish I did not do just now.

Because I screamed for the second time in just one minute.

Long flesh met my hands. They were shaped just like theirs. Long and tall past my hair.

What's this freaking bloody dream?!

Okay, okay, calm down Lily. It's just a silly, stupid dream. I really felt crying as I though.

The people standing in front of me began whispering amongst their selves as they stared at me with surprise.

"Okay, okay people! Calm down!" A strong voice boomed over their voices making them stop.

A tall, muscled body stood in front of me. His hair was black. His pants was black just like the other men. He had a tall arrow in his hand as he stared down at me. His wings seemed to be bigger than the others, not as big as mine but they were close. For some odd reason, I felt proud that I had the biggest wings of them all. Why? I had no idea.

The hot muscled man stared at me with somewhat surprise, confusion and wonder. And I stared back.

After what seemed like forever, be finally began speaking. His voice held power as I listened to every word he said. It was something about getting me to their queen and council. At a command of the him, two people were on either side of me as they helped me up to go to their palace.

Colourful. So colorful is what I describe the place as I walked. The colors... They were so fresh. So alive. The wings were everywhere as well.

Obviously, the palace was huge and all. The council consisted of nine members plus the queen.

I stood in front of the ten of them as they all say on thrones, the queen's being the biggest. I felt terrified. They were no different than the rest of the other fairies here. But they had the same long stick the guardian had, but more sparkling and jewelry. And their wings were as big as mine.

Oh... Maybe that's why all the fairies were whispering and staring at me with surprise like that. And it wasn't just them... The council and queen whispered amongst their selves as well.

After that, the blonde queen kept bubbling about their Country and traditions. As I understood, New comers are the new borns in their country. Which name is Veel.

When they moved to naming me as new one, I tried to protest and say my name or even say that this isn't my world. But the guardians surrounding the room instantly commanded me quiet.

The name they choosed wasn't that different so I didn't mind it that much.

They named me Lila. 

•••

A Year Later.

It was quite dreadful for me. Why? Well, because I thought it was a dream and it just... Wasn't.

I stayed in a small fairy room with loads of colors just like the whole country.

I didn't quite do anything at all. As I learned, some here were required to work. But as a new comer or whatever, I didn't need to do anything but to learn the culture of Veel. And as I did, I knew Veel was just a small country. There were even bigger than this. Giving me more proof that it wasn't just dream.

Everyday when I am not busy, I just stay under a tree, relax and watch the colorful life. As much as miserable I was, it always gave me a feel of peacefulness.

But other than that, it was the same routine.

And also for some reason, my wings never wanted to fly. It was down in a way like Tinker Bell had her wings in Peter Pan when she was dieing. It saddened me a little, that I wasn't able to even fly when I am staying here in Veel forever. But I could do nothing about it.

I was walking around Veel as usual when a small pond suddenly appeared. There were quite a lot of these around Veel.

I sat crossed legs on the ground, my long bony tail bouncing in the air in process.

I was mid thinking about home when a male voice suddenly sounded, "You must be new here."

I turned around quickly, startled. There stood a black haired, blue eyed man in front of me, his big wings indicated that he was a guardian. 

Small sized wings indicated to general people, the middle sized to the protectors of the country, the big sized to the royal family which is the queen and the council. That's why they were so amazed by me when I first arrived, they still think I am royal.

The guardian stared at me for a second, his blue eyes meeting my green ones.

When he seemed like not talking again, I began speaking, "Um... Is there anything I could help you with sir?"

He seemed dumpfounded for another minute but finally got his control back.

He knew that there was a new comer but didn't know who she was. He sat beside me and we began talking.

His name was Jace and he served the queen in the palace, meaning he had a high rank.

But after this small talk, I could tell you me and Jace were officially friends.

•••

A Few Months Later.

To say I was happy would be a surprise to all of you.

I was more than happy. Jace... He made me feel alive. I told him all about my world, and he never thought of me as being mad or called me some crazy. He was actually sad when I cried when I first told him.

But after that, he made sure for me to be happy. He did his job in the palace, and whenever he would be free, he would come and spend the time with me. 

He also used to call me sunshine. When I asked, he said because my hair was as bright as the sun. Such gestures actually made my heart melt.

And I even learned to fly now. To Jace's words, they wouldn't fly because of sadness. But sadness disappeared now.

And after some weeks of our first talk together, he asked me to be his wife!

It was such a surprise. Back in my world, a few weeks were just the start of a relationship. But here, some married after just three days of knowing each other.

I explained to him how it is back in my world, but he thought it was ridiculous. He loves then that's all that mattered. 

Then I explained to him about being engaged, and after some convincing he agreed to the idea.

Back in time, I wasn't sure if I even loved him or not. But now, I love him more than anything. He was the only thing that kept me alive in the unreality.

So now, after four months of being engaged, we were getting married in a few days. And I couldn't be happier.

But life can be cruel sometime. Because when I finally accepted the life I had for me now, I waked up.

I cried in my bed in my world for hours. It was a dream after all. The fairies didn't exist, the queen and the council didn't... Jace didn't. Almost two years were just the fiction of my mind in just some hours of being asleep.

But after a few days of mopping around in my house, I took a decision. Jace wouldn't want me like that. Even though he isn't real, but he will always be real for me.

After that, I started working what I liked most. I wrote.

Short story after short story, I reached. I became an author. I published my works of fictional novels and short stories.

When my parents saw I was now more independent, they helped me.

With their loaded pockets, they opened a publisher office in my service.

I was the CEO of it, I published all kind of genres and I became more succeed.

But no money could ever replace the love I have for Jace.

And as more years passed, I was more certain that I wasn't going to see Jace anymore. Two years of crying really gave me a proof.

But life wasn't as cruel as I thought it was. 

I was in this ceremony of my publisher office's universal.

I was talking to a lot of reports when my eyes suddenly caught something in the back ground. I almost screamed in joy at the sight.

Jace stood at the far wall, being as handsome as ever in black suit. Him not having the wings and the tall ears were weird but he was still Jace.

I excused myself and almost ran to him. But the weird thing that happened was that he ran to me too. I almost thought he was someone who only looks like Jace.

We were caught in each other's embrace as we hugged each other with tears of joy and longing falling freely.

I learned that somehow, they found this weird portal thing in Veel, making them travel anywhere far behind the countries. And Jace had the permission to be with his soon to be wife wherever he wanted. As much as they visit of course.

And I was complete again.

From this, I learned that life isn't as cruel as it may seem. In the end something will happen surprising us all.

And another thing did I also learned. It was a quote from this series called The Mortal Instruments.

The author Cassandra Clare made one of the main character, which is Jace -But not my Jace of course- to have this special thought about love.

He said, "To love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be destroyed."

For some reason, I always loved Jace in Clare's book. I never actually thought about it, but I just loved him. And what he used to believe is actually right. But not in all situations.

Some love may indeed destroy us, but the other majority is that love heals us.

Clare's Jace is a proof. The girl he loved in the book indeed healed him in the end.

And my Jace is also a proof. My depression was created by the loss if my old friends. Their love indeed distorted me. But Jace's love healed.

Love can be a destroyer, but it's also a healer.

And he is a proof of that.

My story didn't begin with A Once Upon A Time. Because it didn't start as a fairy tale but it ended like it.

And now, I would like to end the story of my life with just one small line;

"Once Upon A time, an Incredible, colorful dream happened upon me."

           The End.