Luce

Epilogue

"Let's go get some drinks," Blake suggested. He leaned against frame of the bathroom door with a fresh new suit on.

"Good idea," Estel stood from the motel bed and grabbed one of the small boxes in his bag. He walked in the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Blake walked towards me before the door shut on him. "Do you have a thing for mysterious Wizard boy?" he asked me, pointing behind him, to the bathroom, with his thumb.

That was a weird, but good question.

"Of course not," I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Why? Are you jealous?" I stuck my tongue out. I didn't think someone as attractive as Blake could ever like me, even as a friend.

Blake let out a fake laugh. "You wish I was. I know you want me," he winked.

I raised an eyebrow. "If you think I want you, why did you ask me if I liked Estel?" I asked in a taunting voice.

"You can want two people at once, Beautiful." he smirked.

I stood up from the bed and rolled my eyes. "You can like two people at once but you always like one more than the other." I raised my eyebrows and made a face that said you-know-I'm-right.

Blake chuckled and nodded. "I'll have to agree with you there." He walked over to me and got close to my face. "So, who do you like more then?" I wasn't about to have this conversation. I tried to look away but he put his hand on my jaw, guiding my head so our eyes met and locked in place. I really didn't want to have this conversation.

I looked into Blake's icy blue eyes, unable to say anything. I don't know who I like better to be honest. Even as a person. Blake was kind on occasion but I felt like he wa's only kind for one reason. He's a Demon. Isn't he just naturally bad? With Estel, it seemed as if he was restraining something - himself, maybe? He's also very harsh to Blake and me, thinking he's better than others.

"Ready?" Estel called out while opening the bathroom door. Blake didn't move and stared in my eyes with a seductive smirk on his face.

"I'm ready!" I said and took a step back, away from Blake.

***

"You know, we're breaking the law by doing this." I said on the taxi ride to the bar.

"We're 17 plus," Estel said.

"The age in America is 21." Blake reminded Estel.

"Oh," he replied. The rest of the ride was silent.

"Thank you," I smiled at the taxi driver and paid him.

Then, I faced the entrance bar. It looked more like a club than a bar. There were neon lights surrounding the area. Maybe it was a club. Or a rave. A high class rave. Do those even exist? It kind of felt like being back in New York City.

"Don't be a wuss." Blake nudged me and started walking beside Estel inside. "Do some magic. Make us some I.D.s"

"What?" I widened my eyes and looked back and forth between Blake and Estel.

"Do it." Estel nodded at my hands. "It's a simple task, even for a new Fairy like you. You can do it. I'm confident you can."

For some strange reason, hearing Estel say that made me feel like I actually could. Since he's such a professional with magic, I felt that because he had confidence in me, I should have confidence in me too.

"Okay," I took a deep breath. "What do I do?"

A disappointed look crossed Estel's face. "Do you know what an I.D. looks like?" I nodded. "Do what you did before. Envision it."