Ahh morning. Wait, where is Jordan? It has only been a few days but I have gotten used to waking up with her next to me. She is not in the bathroom… What is she doing on the deck with the grill? Oh my god! She is standing there asleep. Sleepwalking. I have heard of it but never met anyone actually with it. I am going to take her up to bed now.
Its my day off from running. Although something feels… off… today. I can’t place it. I really want to go for a run but need to take a down day. I guess I will work on exploring my new dragon powers.
Jordan is up! My day just got better, oh… much better. Crap, Bucky is watching us. I still have mixed feelings on this. It totally turns Jordan on but it creeps me out since Bucky is the one person I actually would be happy to call family.
Over breakfast Bucky and Jordan have a bit of a talk about painting the new window panels. Jordan wants to help paint them and Bucky gives her some money to go get materials to do the painting. I think it is kind of cute how she wants to help by primering the panels. I need to go work on the car so I can take Jordan out tonight. I want to do something special with her.
Ugh, this car took forever. It is halfway to dinner. I hope Jordan is not upset with me. I really want to make it up to her tonight. I really want some alone time with her and to get to know her better. I think there is a real potential for a relationship with her.
When I go in to tell Bucky and Jordan the car is done the reactions I get are a bit odd. Well Bucky always confuses me. He wanted to upgrade the designs for the blinds and I supported him. I wanted to do an upgrade for the car and he constantly questioned me. And now that I show him he seems very distrusting. I call his idea cool and he thinks mine is the act of insanity. Now Jordan… She seems to be in her own little world fixated on her painting.
Now that I am done with the car I was hoping to take Jordan out for the evening and have some us time but she is rather unresponsive. I guess I will work on upgrading the alarm system so people can easily know if it is on or not. Fuck! Now Bucky is questioning if I should even have this alarm and that it is causing Jordan to freak out. Admittedly she did seem a bit unsettled by it. Bucky even thinks it drove Jordan to her current unresponsive state of painting. I don’t think it did… Did it? I have heard about artists but never seen anything like this. Then there is Jordan’s sleepwalking. I don’t want her to run into the charged door in her sleep. Fuck! Screw it. May as well just rip the whole thing out and toss it.
I knew there was something wrong with this day. No one cares about the car project. The alarm system just freaks everyone out. I was going to add in the remote for all the blinds but no one seemed to care. Fuck! Screw it. No one wants an alarm system so may as well just rip the whole thing out and toss it. And screw the remote for the blinds too. I thought Bucky of all people would appreciate creativity.
I am no longer a soldier, that is not what I do. I don’t make electronic devices anymore. Nope. I am a fashion designer and that is what I need to get back to doing. At least I will appreciate my own clothes. Time to go get a proper drafting table and get to real work.
Back from shopping and have time to assemble my drafting table while Bucky finishes making dinner. Ok, Jordan is starting to scare me, she is SO VERY fixated on her painting. I put her dinner near her and hope for the best. Over dinner she seems to verge on multiple split personalities with her painting. The only reference I have that seems appropriate would be this movie I finally watched because so many people referenced it I got sick of being clueless. It was this horror movie where a young girl was possessed by a demon and it freaked me out a lot, it was called the exorcist. Jordan is starting to freak me out like that movie did.
Bucky and I finish hanging all of the panels and I go and work on some outfit designs. Thank god! Jordan is done. She seems normal. It is rather late and I am a bit afraid to find out more. I am just going to bed.
Bucky? What the? Why are you waking me up? Fine, I follow Bucky and he shows me to the computer and its crazy virtual world. Jordan? Wait, what? A princess? This does not make any sense, she would have told us if this were true, I mean we told her our secret. I need to sleep on this. Night.
Morning, Jordan… Oh god. I need to go for a run!
A princess!? A fucking honest to god princess! Oh and who has been kidnapped.
Why so little media coverage of Jordan where her sisters were all over the place? Is she mentally unbalanced? The way she painted, the voices she did and her unresponsiveness…
Jordan seemed fine with the fact that Bucky and I were demons and or dragons. What does that mean? Is she possessed, even just at times? And I shared my secret with her! Oh god!
I share my secrets with her… Secrets that would lead to my death if I am lucky should they come out. Now I can also add suspected kidnapper to that list of things to get me killed, again if I am lucky.
If her secret comes out she just gets rescued from the vile kidnappers and whisked away back to the safety of her palace!
I shared my secret with her and she said nothing. How could she do that! How can I trust her?
Am I cursed!? As soon as I start to fall in love something like this happens. Ok, nothing this horrific before but… But why can’t women just be honest with me?
No wonder Bucky got trashed last night. Even I am tempted to take his other 12-pack right now and down it all as fast as possible. That is supposed to help right? No, I know it doesn’t. Look at how messed up Bucky looks and sticks this morning.
Ok, I had planned this fancy breakfast for Jordan this morning already. Stick to the plan. And remember, no plan holds together once you engage the enemy.
Damn it Jordan why couldn’t you have shown me the same trust I showed you. Damn it. Damn it. Damn it!
Breakfast started off well enough. I managed to not burn the omelets. Mine was actually pretty good from what I ate. I had no good way to tell her I learned who she is. No subtlety. No suaveness. I just put it out on the table like the stinking pile it was.
I don’t really know if she is being honest with me now or if I can trust what I am seeing. She is a royal Princess for god’s sake! I have seen how she teases and manipulates men, has she been doing that to me? Manipulating me? Making me feel sympathy for her while she uses me? She was clearly smart and cleaver enough to escape her royal family and hide here. If she can pull that off then deceiving an honest old ex-soldier like me should be child’s play. But she looks so innocent and vulnerable!? But isn’t that the point? Oh god she wants sex again… no… oh yes.
I feel so used and on so many levels.
Regardless. The three of us need to hunker down out of sight for now. Bucky and I need our new identities. Oh yeah, Jordan reminded me of Bucky’s quest for a girlfriend. I so wish him all the luck in the world on this, I would never wish my bad luck on him in a million years. Jordan has an idea for some seeker spell, she even knows a guy named Jack that could hook us up. Our Jack. Oh this just gets better and better.
Bucky and I end up headed for Carlita’s to chat with Jack. Buck about his seeker and me to warn him that Jordan is currently staying with us. Jack… well Jack I believe is starting to grow a very large and malignant ulcer. Me, well I just want to find a deep hole and fall down it and cry for a week.