Blink

Blink: Turned

My eyelids felt heavy. They slowly opened. The glare from the sun bored into my eyes.

Wait, where's the sun?

My eyes finally adjusted completely.

I was being carried by a strong, defined figure: David. I bounced in his arms. He held onto me tightly; he seems afraid to let me go.

I pretended to be asleep. I was not sure that I was allowed to see all of this. Yet.

We were walking on a gold path, framed by golden railings. Little children and even older children with giant, white, feathered wings stared at David and I as we glided past.

David headed for a white marble building that was lined with golden accents. INFIRMARY it said on the building in curly-que letters. He pushed open the doors setting me on a twin bed, fitted with sheets that felt like bunny fur (it's really soft if you don't know that). He sat staring at my face with a look if worry for probably ten minutes before I dared to open my eyes to him.

"Ah, good. Your awake! How do you feel?" He asked.

"A little groggy," I moaned, yawning. The look of concern came back. "What's with the look?" I asked.

"Oh, well, um. Sometimes. The rescues don't always pass through the gate alive," David replied, braking eye contact.

"Um, OK."

"Get some rest. Your Turning is in two hours."

I didn't feel like I had enough strength to ask what the "Turning" was. I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up finally.

"Blaaakkkeeeee, Blllllaaaaaaaaakkkkkkeeeeee," someone whispered in my ear.

I sat up, rubbing my eyes.

"It's them to get ready!" David said, looking excited.

"For what?" I asked, yawning.

"The Turning!" He exclaimed.

"Mhmm, OK," I said. Hopefully it was turning my hunger into nothing.

"Take these," David said, handing me a white robe, white sandals, and a brush.

David pointed to to the changing rooms.

*DAVID'S POV*

Blake had headed to the changing rooms. She looked so peaceful and beautiful when she sleeps. Ummm, did I just think that?! This is not good!

I dismissed the thought.

I grabbed my phone, an IPhone. I was just figuring out how to use it. All it had was a couple pictures of the horses and I on it. And maybe one I had taken of Blake when she was laughing on our "date". No comment. I had one game app that Blake lad shown me when we were at the diner: Geometry Dash. It was so addicting trying to get your little square to successfully bounce over things and not get killed.

Gosh, girls take a long time to get ready. I yawned, laying back in my seat.

"David? David!" I heard in my ear. I opened my eyes; forgetting I had fallen asleep.

Blake stood before me, looking like a goddess. Her robe hung almost perfectly on her frame, and her chocolate colored hair cascaded down her back. Blake's face hinted of makeup, but it was only a little. It gave her what I've heard everyone call a "natural look".

I held out my arm."You look beautiful," I smiled. "I, uh, mean, you look fantastic!" I blushed. "Oh, crap! I shouldn't have done that." I scolded myself.

"Why not?" Blake blushed, looping her arm through mine. She inched her face closer. I was speechless. I brought my lips closer, closing the gap. It was just a peck, but electricity flowed through me.

"We can't do this. Not yet." I turned away. A tear dripped from Blake's eye.

"Why not? Are you not old enough?"

"Oh, no." I laughed. "It's just, we could be sentenced to death if we have any form of romantic gesture with a human," I explained.

"Oh," she said. "I won't tell anyone."

" I know," I said. "But soon we don't have to worry about that!" I exclaimed.

"How?!" She asked.

"Your being Turned, silly!" I happily explained.

"Like, into an angel?" She asked.

"Yup!"

"OK, um. This is a little much. Being rescued and then turned into an angel, and....," she rambled on. I leaned in and gave her a peck on the forehead. We both blushed.

"It's OK," I said.

We walked through the doors, arm in arm.

I led her to the Turning Coliseum, taking a shortcut through the town. She loved looking at all the antique looking houses. She pointed and stared at them all.

When we reached the giant, golden gate, a handful of angels took ahold of Blake's arms and lifted her off the ground. "I could get used to this!" She laughed. They carried her to a giant stage in the center if the room. It had a baby blue plate that she stood on.

"Everyone rise for Queen Ruth," a servant called.

"Silence!" Mother commanded. "Today we turn one of my son's own rescues into an angel!" She said, gesturing to Blake, who now looked nervous. 'Your OK!' I mouthed to her, after I finally caught her eye.

She nodded her head. 'Your a prince?' she mouthed back. 'Yeah' I mouthed.

"David! Stop fooling around and come put your hand on the human!" Mother scolded.

"Yes ma'am," I replied, embarrassed, ducking my head.

I walked over to Blake, putting a hand on her head and saying the ancient Turning Chant:

Human to Angel

Human no more

The Angels have rescued you

Now fly off the floor!

Blake rose off the floor in a swirl of golden smoke. She spun around like a top, gaining speed and throwing her head back. This went on for about ten minutes. Blake yelled out in pain. The process was almost over. You could see tips of wings sprouting through her back. Finally, the gold flew back, as if thrown, behind Blake as she started to fall. She started to scream. I ran to try to catch her. I stood under her as she tried to use her wings about fifty feet above, and failing. She plummeted towards the stage, as I stuck my hands out, prepared. She plopped into my arms bridal style.

"Your OK!" I cheered. I pressed my lips onto hers, never wanting to let go.

A gasp rose from the crowd.

"David! Come with me this instant!" Mother roared.

I hoped y'all like this part!!! So much emotion!!!!!I had a lot of fun writing it!!!! What do u think is gonna happen to David? Do I think he and Blake make a good couple?? COMMENT😃LIKE😉VOTE😘~Ryyyyllliiiieeee💗

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