Soaring

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I feel myself in strong arms being carried as we're running, running from what?

I look up and see someone. Dark hair... Mmm how cute, hazel eyes.

The smell of cold air drifts up my nose my head lolls back and blackness covers me like a blanket once again.

***Realization hits me like a train going at full speed.

"It was you! You were the one who was coming when I blacked out!"

Jake smiles.

"Yes, darling it was." He strokes my face. "I was afraid of what he was going to do to you."

"I was so scared." I shudder and tried not to think of what he could have done if Jake hadn't came and saved me.

"Well now that that's cleared up lets go."

"Go where?"

He gives me a close lipped smile and glances sideways at me, "you'll see." He says with a wink.

Jake slips on his black Armani leather jacket and heads out the door.

I grab my BCBG jacket and run out the door excited what is going to happen next.

We arrive at a train track, I look around confused as we pull to a stop.

"Why are we stopping here?"

"Well the train is going to come in about ten minutes and WE are going to stand right in front of it."

"What?!" I scream, "excuse me I am NOT going to do that."

"Oh yes you will," he says tauntingly.

I put my hands over my face and sigh while shaking my head. I like adventure and thrill but maybe not to this extent.

Nine minutes later were standing in the middle of the train tracks with a grinning Jake at my side holing my waist to I won't go anywhere, like that going to happen. I can hear the train whistle roaring as it comes closer to us the sound extremely deafening and the ground begins to shake. I turn around and say, "are you sure this is safe?"

"Very." was the reply I got back.

"Alright see Ya in heaven pal." I smirk.

The train is already coming at full force getting closer and closer and closer. I couldn't I squeezed my eyes shut expecting the train to kill me, but what I feel is completely different. Is this what dying feels like? I think in the back of my head.

I hear laughter and I open my eyes.

I gasp.

We're closer to the stars then I've ever been a feeling of lightness flows through my body. We're flying.

Big white wings beat down strongly as we soar across the sky and above the trees on the big mountains.

"Was the whole train thing necessary?!" I try to yell but my voice gets drown out in the wind, but I can see Jake nod his head and he laughs again.

We fly for a few hours me in his arms because I don't have any wings.

Once back on solid ground I say, "you're lucky I'm not afraid of heights."

"Oh, I knew you weren't afraid of heights."

I roll my eyes at him.

"I thought your wings were black?"

"Oh, they were that was back then when I was more of a bad boy," he says with a wink, " but now I've changed and they are white again."

"So that's why Blake had black wings as well?"

"Yes."

We sit in silence with the music playing softly in his black Mercedes back to my house. All that flying made me exhausted so I didn't feel my eyes shut until,

BAM! I'm jerked away from my peaceful sleep.
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Dear readers, this page looks a little empty so I am going to fill it, sorry for making my chapters so short, I like to keep you all on the edge ;) more to come soon :)

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