Deal With The Devil - S01 E93

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Deal With The Devil - S01 E93

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 93

❝Christmas miracles are real❞ +

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Waking up the next morning with Sebastian by my side but sleeping I smile. Christmas Eve has arrived and it makes me so happy, not only because this is Christmas Eve where we will be opening the presents which are under the tree (and ties I did find something to give to Sebastian and Colt and I even got a little something for Victor) but also because this is the day that I can try to walk. I throw the covers off my body but not too harsh to wake Sebastian up.

He refused to let me sleep near Colt as he thinks Colt is going to try something but Colt only said that it is because of how he likes me or whatever and just wants to keep me near him at all times but I find both reasons equally as ridiculous. I don't care where I sleep, well I do since I've taken liking to sleeping next to Sebastian, despite my heart always wanting to beat until it had gone out the roof. Sitting up I look down at the ground as I have my feet hanging off the bed.

I gulp as I suddenly have this fear that my legs won't be able to stand at all. I can move my legs but I wonder if they will be able to support my own weight after being barely used over the last couple of weeks. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. When I open my eyes once more I push away the fear and slowly I start to stand up. Holding onto the bed, the bedpost and even the wall to make sure that I don't fall down if this goes wrong in any sort of way.

My toes touch the floor and then the rest of the under my feet and then I let my body weight onto my legs as I stand up. Pain runs through my whole body, shooting up from my legs as they are weak but I still don't sit up. Moving one of my legs, ignoring the pain completely. Just pushing it aside and worry about it later I let out a giggle as I am standing and I take a step. A small one but a step nonetheless and it makes me so happy to be walking again. It might take some time to get how I used to be but at least I'm walking.

I'm not sure how this day can get any better now but I suppose it can with the Christmas Eve where we will be opening the presents and I'm excited for Sebastian to open his because I don't know if he will like it but I worked all night on it. When he had gone to sleep, I snuck out of bed (in the wheelchair) and I found his gift or I made his gift since I was not allowed to leave to buy something for him. 2

A laughter comes behind em and I know that Sebastian is awake and he has seen me standing. I turn my head to look at him to see that he's wide away. "I'm walking" I tell him as if I can't even believe it myself. It has been a constant fear for me to not be able to walk ever again but now I can. I sit back on the bed because the pain is growing in my legs but soon after I've gotten my legs used to this, I know I will be able to walk like normally, like I did once. 1

The smile on my face doesn't leave me as I'm suddenly joined in a hug by Sebastian. "I knew you could do it" He whispers into my ear. His morning husky voice sends shivers down my whole body, up and down and also makes my whole body feel a bit hotter for some reason. He has this effect on me like no one can and it makes the blush rise on my cheeks. "Were you awake this whole time?" I ask him and as he is hugging me from behind I can feel him nod.

"I would not miss this for the world" He speaks to me as he sits down beside me and takes my hand, something that both of us have been doing a lot lately but I find myself enjoying holding his hand. My hand fits perfectly in his, like it was meant to be and perhaps it is. I don't know. But I can feel it in my heart that this is right and I think we both know it. "What is for breakfast?" I ask him and he chuckles. He told me yesterday that he has something planned for breakfast, something that we've not had before.

And I for one am looking forward to it and to know what it is. "Waffles" He tells me and I smile or my smile that has been on my face since I walked grows wider. "Waffles?" I ask him, I find it rather odd to have waffles. I look his emerald green eyes and he smiles at me. He's actually smiling at me. That is new but I do like it. Seeing him smile and be happy is something that I know he's not used to but he's trying. "Yes, when I was a child my mom would make waffles and hot chocolate for breakfast" He says.

His eyes show that he's remembering the good times that he had with his family and I'm glad that he did have those, that it was not all bad like he had told me. "That must have been nice" I say. I can already imagine it being a tradition for us, it would be amazing. "Should we go? I'm eager to try to walk again, though I'm going to need a bit of help" I tell him and he nods his head as he gets out of bed and dresses himself and then he helps me stand up.