Every Day

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My dream is a blur but with no color. Images fade in and out, from dark to light, from black to white, and then there is.. Nothing. "Huh?!" I breathe out and push my body off the horizontal position with too much force against something that felt like it had me tied up to the comfy black bed. My head is throbbing and I see Jet's dark eyes when my vision clears out. I see his lips moving but no words seem to come out, or maybe I just can't hear them.

Hope you didn't forget what I promised you, sweetheart. I promise you the truth and the only 'where' you can find it is in me.
The voice is loud and clear.. I don't hear it, I feel it booming in my head. A female voice, and I know that the voice is white.

"Celestia?" I finally hear Jet and I have no idea what took over me as I crushed onto him and wrapped my arms tightly around his strong torso. He held me and thankfully didn't speak further. For a moment, just for a moment, I wish to not give in, that something is off.

..

"So? You guys can just arrest anyone and lock them up if they do something against ya?" I ask Obsidian as he locks a frail-looking gem in the dungeon. "Yes, thankfully, this dude just called me nut head, so there he is," says Obsidian, for some reason he seems proud of himself. I am randomly walking around the palace meeting new gems and some of them seem very nice. Reckless but nice nonetheless. Obsidian gives me a generous smile and then hands me a purple bead, "Found this somewhere, reminded me of you, princess, you may keep it." I smile and fold his hands back, "No you keep it since it reminds you of me. When am around I'll make sure no one calls you names if it affects you so much, when am not, the gem must remind you to let go, I'll deal with the dude later." I wink. "A sweet queen in the making one would say but boy she's such a flirt." I hear Garnet and I roll my eyes. At least some are nice. 

Why am I in the Dungeon? Well, apparently, all 'my' boys are now prisone- the what? I watch Dany sit in a luxury suite-like room behind bars. What's going on? Aron rushes up to the bars to meet me, "Hey, you ok?" he asks between breaths. "Of course she is, don't you remember how they are with her? Oh, wait, you don't," says Kesra as he pops a grape into his mouth. I have my full attention on him, "You remembered." But my words distinctly sounded like an accusation. Kesra smirked, "Oh, I did." I was trying to get him to talk but he said nothing further as I looked down on him.

Am not giving up this time, I watch him chew on that one grape as slowly as he can as he pretends to look thoughtful and swallows, licks his lips, have I mentioned Kesra is.. I don't know.. Otherworldly hot? He smirks as I stare and finally talks, "What do you want me to say, madam? That I should have come to you and we could have bonded over our shared adventure of friendship and realization? Nah, it was your journey for the self-assurance of your self-centered mess. For me, it was.. A way out.. Out of the ordinary. Ain't our normal life a little boring." his face is now close to the bar, close to my face. I am a little taken aback by how much I relate to this guy sometimes. "But here's the other thing, Celestia Davis. Why do I find myself following you? Lured towards you?" he smiles.

My cheeks flush and he lets out a light laugh. Dany and Aron have stopped chewing to get into this piece of gossip. "You really are a self-centred mess, huh? Well, for the record which I guess I must set straight, no, no I don't have a crush on you like the dimwits I am sharing this cell with and that's why I need to know why. Like you, I belong here and it all has something to do with you. You get me my answers and let's get the hell outta here." his smirk hasn't dropped and it slowly creeps its way onto my face, "On it." I smile.

As I exit the cell, I watch Aron look at me with a light call for help. He's uncomfortable being with those guys and I can tell why, after all, he did tell me what happened the last time he spent the night with a bunch of dudes. Wait, I'm not supposed to know that.. He hasn't yet come out. And he only whispered it to me the last time he was in this realm so he wouldn't remember telling me so.. Why is he hinting like he knows I know? "Cuz he subconsciously does remember telling you? Wasn't the gate open when he left you with his little secret?" I jump at the deep voice, "Oh sorry dear, your thoughts were loud. I still haven't mastered it yet but could hear you." I give Diamond a tight smile. He walks towards the stairs and I follow.

I walk into the huge hall, the discussion chamber, the room where everyone is treated as an equal but the crown sits on the throne, the cause we fight for. I watch as Diamond hovers around the huge chair and ends up sitting on the stair leading to it. "You know I am not the crown, so let's just skip the part where I say don't feel I deserve to sit there." he gives me a hurt grin. I don't know about anyone else but this guy makes a nice emperor. Jet walks in with his fur cape wrapped around him and he sits on the other side, on a lower stair. The room quietly fills in and I am debating with myself if I should leave or find a corner.

I shuffle myself to a corner as I don't want to stand in the center as I watch the entire royal gem council, with their bright intimidating aura flood around the hall taking their places. Sodalite with a deep voice announced, "The queen of the gemma land,-" pause, I wait, this is what I've been waiting for, I am finally meeting Pearl face to face. I hold my hand in a fist to keep myself from shaking or anything that might come out as a reaction. The silence is deafening and long even though Sodalite has just paused for a second or so, he looks to me with a gentle smile, which is the most fake and menacing thing I can witness, I wait. Who's form is Pearl talking this time? "-We humbly request you to take the throne." he finishes and I wait.

Jet gets up and walks slowly down the stairs,
takes my hand, and lead me up the stair toward the throne.

I hear that voice again, the one in my head, oh, sweetheart, you are the crowned royal, how could you forget that, silly. I could hear the white voice smile.

I turn around once I am at the top as Jet kneels beside me, to the crowd of royal gems bowing to,
Me.

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