Forever Young

Chapter 12:
EDGE OF TIME:

It was all a blur, full of blackness and hate!
"No," I mumbled, tossing over on one side "no! No! Don't leave me!" I began to shout.
"Cleo, what's wrong?" I heard Zack's soft voice comfort me.
"Er...! Just a dream," I sighed, straightening my shirt.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I think so, what's the time?"
Zack flicked his wrist and checked his white Ice Watch.
"Oh dear! It's nearly midnight! And the cops will be on my tail if I go in the car!" he exclaimed.
I couldn't think straight, what would happen if we didn't get back in time? Would Tom stopped us from seeing each other? Before I knew what I was doing, I ran towards the door and began to run outside. I heard a faint gush of wind rush past my cold ears.
"Cleo, don't run...here get on my back," Zack called out. I didn't know how this would help, but I obediently hopped onto his back and clutched his shoulders for dear life. Right before my very eyes, Zack's human form changed into a very small hedgehog, then a giant bear, then a sleek leopard and finally into what he wanted; an out of this world bird- literally! It sored through the air, it's black as night feathers and green eyes resembling Zack, you couldn't mistake him.
"This is a Synthia," he said "You see, when we turn into an animal, we always have some part showing it is us. Like for me, I have green eyes and black feathers, because I have green eyes and black hair..." he continued to explain.
"You can fricken talk as animal?!" I freaked.
Zack cooed through his golden beak and batted his wings quicker.
"Will we get there in time?" I asked, worried while tying my hair up in a loose pony tail to get it out my face. Zack cooed through his beak again.
"Probably," he muttered shortly.
"Probably! We need defiantly!" I moaned.
"I can't promise! We're kind of falling off the cliff."
"WHY ARE WE FALLING OFF A CLIFF?!" I panicked majorly.
"No, not literally. I mean running out of time."
"Oh yeah, I knew that," I lied.
For a moment I swear I had wings myself, because I closed my eyes and it felt like I was flying! Not just on Zack's back, but myself!
"You okay there?" Zack asked, a slight bird call in his voice. Why'd he ask that?....Oh dear god...I had no idea what I was doing..I had my arms stretched out wide and my cardigan was flapping around, making an illusion to me to seem like I was flying. Great(!) I felt like a right prick!

"Two minutes till midnight!" Zack warned as he straightened himself up, after changing back into his human form.
"Thanks, that ride was AWESOME!" I laughed. He laughed to and he kissed me, a long passionate kiss...
"Ehem!" I heard my dad interrupt "right on time, but um..come in now. Zack..er..thanks for taking care of her. Night."
"Goodnight Mr. Filch, thank you for letting me take her out for the night. Night Cleo," he finished, pecking me on the check before he started to walk back. Tom sighed and shut the door.
"Wait, didn't he come in a car?" he questioned, peering over yesterday's newspaper. I stayed silent. Soon I tutted at the sight of our kitchen, plates and pots everywhere, spread out along the counter and inside the sink.
"I'll tidy up before I go to bed," I breathed heavily through my clenched teeth, fighting back a moan.
"Uh dad? I just want to say, thanks. I mean, for letting me go out tonight," I brought up.
"It's alright kido, you needed to get out. Zack seems okay, you have fun?"
"He is more than 'okay' !" I protested "and yes, thanks!"
My dad sighed again and closed his newspaper rapidly.
"I'm going to bed, love you," he grumbled, stomping up the stairs.
"Night dad!" I called up.
After putting the dishwasher on, dusting, putting everything in it's place, turning the lights off and locking the windows and doors, I headed off to bed myself. It was quite cold that night, however I slept as good as I normally do...