Deal With The Devil - S01 E101

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Deal With The Devil - S01 E101

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 101

❝Heartbroken❞

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The world became a blur after I had said those words and it was not long before Victor was showing me out of the house and into a car that quickly drives away. The tears running down my face quietly on the outside but painfully loud on the inside. The pain inside my heart is far too much for me to handle right now and I can barely take it anymore but this is for the best. The heart inside my chest is in so much pain that it is just too much. 24

I don't even know where the car is taking me and I don't care, all I care about is how I'm growing further and further away from the man that I love with my whole heart, the heart that only wants him and it longs for him in ways that I've never wanted anything but I need my freedom and I have made the most difficult choice of them all and I did it. I left him and soon we will be divorced and I will be free from this chapter in my life that had once chained me to the bottom of the ocean. 15

I may have gotten my freedom but I lost what truly mattered to me in return and only now I realize that the freedom that I wanted is not the freedom that I want now, freedom without Sebastian is not freedom at all and perhaps the love that I feel for him is freedom enough. The car stops and I realize that it is in front of a mansion, a mansion that I've never seen before in my life. "Go on, Mrs. King" The driver says and I furrow my eyebrows and look at the mansion through the blurriness in my eyes.

Unsure of where I am and where they are dropping me off. There is nothing around the mansion when I look around and when I get out of the car it is like gravity pulls me towards the ground, wanting to bring me to the center of the earth to tell me that I've made the worst mistake in my entire life but there is no way that I can go back now. Not after I've made the choice that I have had for months but now that I've made it, I can't turn back the clock. 5

I don't think he will even take me back. The car drivers off, leaving me alone standing there. Looking like a complete mess, with dried and fresh tears running down my face and my eyes and nose are red and puffy and I'm sobbing. Slowly I start to pull my legs towards the mansion and I feel my body moving but I don't want to move at all, I feel like crumbling to the ground and crying my eyes out until I can't even cry anymore to the point that my eyes don't have any more tears to cry. 1

The mansion is dark when I open the doors which I found out were open and I start to walk around and looking for someone, anyone. There was no doorbell and I had knocked but no one answered and I'm not sure who lives here as there are no markings anywhere and it is strange to think that there is a mansion that is completely deserted here. "Mrs. King. Follow me" A voice says behind me and I jump up to see a man standing behind me. Strongly resembling Victor in some way that it would make sense to say they're related in some way.

I don't get a change to ask him who he is before he has left and walked somewhere else and it takes a moment for me to stand up and follow him. The man that looks so much like Victor but I know isn't Victor stops in front of a room and then opens the door. "Mr. King has requested for the best for you and this will be your room. As you can see, it has everything one could want" The man says but it is clear to me that he's new at this since he looks around the room and doesn't know what to say. 6

That makes two of us, except for the fact that I barely look at the room. Hearing someone say his name brings pain and agony to my heart, a pain that I could've avoided but I did not and I can't seem to understand why I did the things that I did. Perhaps I was just so sure that I wanted my freedom and that my love for himself was not that strong but I was only following no one but myself and I do love him, more than anything else in the world. I realize that now.

The leaves without me hearing about it but that doesn't matter to me as I walk over to the window and look outside. The snow is covering everything that it can get its hands on but that brings out the beauty in winter. However the pain inside me makes everything more dull and boring, like nothing can be completed without him and it can't. He is the one thing that can make everything perfect and fill the whole wide world with colors unlike anything I've ever seen before.

When he's with me the sky is clear and the sun can break through and shine so brightly. Turning around and putting my back on the wall and slide along the wall and bury my knees in my chest. Putting my head into my hands and allowing the tears to continue running down my cheeks in waterfalls that never ever want to stop and I'm not sure if I want them to stop running nor do I know if I will want the tears to stop. As I know that the only reason for them to stop is him.