I didn't know what they were going to tell me, but I was scared. The fact that he said he had bad news after asking if I could feel my legs had me shaking with fear.

Alma was pushing my wheelchair, following the doctor and nurse. The nurse wanted to push me herself, but Alma insisted on doing it.

We reached the door that led back into the hospital, and the doctor showed us the way to a free room. But when we reached it, he told us, "Miss White, could you please wait outside the room for a moment? This is something Miss Faye should hear first."

Alma looked unsure, and to be honest, so was I. I knew this was something serious, and I didn't like it. I was hoping that it wasn't what I thought it would be. Just the thought of that made me feel sick.

I nodded at Alma and tried to smile a bit, which probably didn't look very confident. The nurse pushed me into the room and Alma sat down on a chair outside.

"I won't sweet talk the situation," the doctor started talking, "due to the impact on your lower spinal cord, your nerves were severed almost completely. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you won't be able to feel nor use your bottom half from now on. Be it your legs for walking, your organs for using bathrooms or the sexual functions, they won't work."

"No... a-anything but that... please" I responded in shock while the doctor's voice kept playing over and over again inside my head. It really was what I had feared most. I couldn't believe what I was told just now. There was no way that could be true. I just kept on staring down at my lap in silence, the tears dripping onto my legs. The words kept repeating in my head as if my brain wasn't willing to accept them.

"Your condition is called Paraplegia, meaning two limbs are paralyzed. To this date, no treatment was found for Paraplegia. As your nerves weren't severed completely, we were hoping that they would be able to heal by themselves. But if that were the case, you would have at least a bit of your feeling back," continued the doctor.

"Paraplegia my ass," I muttered under my breath while crying. I didn't even know that word fifteen seconds ago, and now that condition was about to destroy my life. I felt like a part of me died, and technically, that's precisely what happened. My legs died, and with them, my ability to walk, jump or do anything else I used to do.

I felt like I lost the one thing that connected me to my friends. I wouldn't be able to work out or cheer with them anymore. Surely they would soon leave me alone; who would want to have someone in a wheelchair as their friend, dragging down the whole group?

'Right, I'll be alone... Quinn, Ida, even Alma... who would want to deal with a disabled girl like me!?' spoke my inner voice, my tears not stopping and wetting my shorts, which I sadly couldn't feel...

"B-Brea?" came a voice from beside me after I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I looked over and noticed that Alma was standing beside me and tried talking to me multiple times already.

I instinctively looked away and tried suppressing my tears, as I didn't want her to see me crying like this and worry about me. Of course, that didn't help, and Alma asked, "Do you want to tell me?"

I shook my head and kept looking away. I couldn't see her face but my feeling told me I hurt her, and I got scared that I might scare her away. Suddenly I felt pressure on my chest and realized that I was being hugged. I turned my head in her direction and Alma gave me a kiss on the forehead, saying, "I-It's okay, tell me when you are ready. Just let it all out now."

That was when I couldn't hold the tears back anymore. I broke down crying in Alma's arms, with my face being buried in her shoulder.

Friday, 1st of September

I must have cried myself to sleep because I suddenly woke up the next morning. I was lying in the bed of the room the doctor led us to the day before. I looked down and saw Alma once again sitting in a chair with her upper body resting on the bed beside my legs. I wondered how they got me into the bed when I fell asleep in the wheelchair, without even waking me up.

I looked at the clock and realized it was way too early to be up already, so I decided to go back to sleep. That was when I realized why I was awake. I needed to pee. Really badly.

I looked around and found the button to call a nurse, who came shortly after. She said, "Oh my, up so early? Do you need something?"

"Actually yes, I need to use the bathroom, but I have no idea how I am supposed to get there," I answered, which made the nurse look at me confused for a moment.

Then she replied, "Wait a second there, you need to use the bathroom? You shouldn't be able to feel that, you know?"

After a few seconds she continued, "I'll go get the doctor, maybe he knows what's going on."

She rushed out of the room and left me sitting there, still in need to empty myself. Alma was still sleeping like a rock, and I couldn't help but chuckle when I saw her cute cat ears occasionally twitch in her sleep.

After a moment of me staring at the beauty who was resting on my bed, the nurse came back in, accompanied by the doctor who looked kind of shocked. He walked to my bed and started talking, "Are you sure you have control over your bladder?"

What a dumb thing to ask, but still I answered, "Yes I am sure, but I am not sure for how long. I really need to go..."

"Theoretically, this shouldn't be possible... unless... could it be?" the doctor mumbled to himself. The nurse put the wheelchair beside the bed and showed me how to get into it with her help. She pushed me to the wheelchair-proof bathroom and instructed me on how to use it.

It took me quite a while, and it felt really wrong sitting on the toilet without feeling your legs. And because my arms were way too weak to lift myself, the nurse even had to place me on the toilet.

But once I got out of the bathroom, Alma and the doctor were gone. The nurse was the only one left and helped me back onto the bed. Then she said, "Alma probably went to get the things that still were in your old room. She was helping me to take care of you a lot, you know? You must mean a lot to her."

Before I could reply, the door opened, and Alma came in carrying a bag and some other stuff. Then she took the chair and wanted to sit at the edge of the bed again. That didn't look comfortable at all, and it for sure wasn't healthy for her back, so I stopped her, "No... Alma, please lay down in bed beside me. There is enough room for the both of us."

She looked a bit surprised while I tried moving my body to the left half of the bed. Alma looked unsure, but I gestured her to lay down, so she blushed and started getting onto the mattress.

She laid down on the edge of the bed, as far away from me as possible. She was lying on her right side, turned away from me, and was looking nervous, the tail I could see moving around confirmed that. I had the urge to cuddle her, but I knew we weren't that close yet.

'On second thought though, fuck that.'

I survived some kind of accident I still knew nothing about, and who knew what might happen next. I grabbed Alma's waist lightly and turned her to me. Although she didn't weigh much, this used all the strength I had. She landed on her back and looked really surprised.

"W-What are you-" Alma started talking before I pulled her closer. I turned her around a bit more, so she was lying on her left side now. I took her right arm and pulled it over my belly so that she was hugging me sideways now. My arms were hurting, and this was very exhausting.

"This is better, right?" I said blushing and panting while looking at her face which was bright red, she couldn't even look me into the eyes. I continued, "Now let's sleep some more, okay?"

Alma nodded, and I started stroking her back lightly until I drifted off into my dreams.

When I woke up a few hours later, I found Alma snuggling even tighter to me, with her head resting on my chest.

I could feel her hair tickle the skin that was exposed by the cutout of my dark red long-sleeved top. Her breath came through the shirt onto my breast and made my body shiver whenever she exhaled.

I started stroking her blue hair which had gotten longer quite a bit over the last few weeks. The bruises she had when I found her at the beach have also faded, although she still had some scars that probably would stay forever. While looking at her like this, I realized that Alma indeed was my girlfriend. I felt happy just by thinking about that.

Lying with her like this was the most comfortable thing I could imagine. Right now I didn't care whether or not I could use my legs, as long as I could have this girl by my side my life would be perfect.

While stroking her hair, I accidentally touched one of her ears which made Alma twitch in her sleep. She started turning and slightly lifted herself before laying back down.

Now she was laying face down on top of me, with her face being right beside my neck. She placed her right hand on my chest; I was basically being sexually harassed by a sleeping girl.

The imagination of Alma waking up in this position came to my mind, and I couldn't help but smile at the blushing cutie I saw in my head. As I was still tired and didn't want to wake up Alma, I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

This time I was woken up by movement on top of me. I opened my eyes and saw Alma as she was waking up. Her face was still buried in my neck and her right hand on my left boob.

After adjusting her position a bit, she slightly pressed down with her right hand. Immediately after, her head lifted a bit, and I could literally feel the moment when she noticed where she was lying and what part of me she squeezed just now.

She jumped up, straddling me in a kneeling position. Her face was bright red, and she had a really shocked expression. I just smiled at her and joked, "Who would have guessed that you become this handsy once you are asleep?"

"I-I'm so sorry..." replied Alma while hiding her face in her hands.

"It's okay, you were sleeping... and I don't really mind it if it's you..." I kind of whispered the last part, I wasn't ready to tell that straight to her face. But I was ready to tell her something else. I needed to tell her. All I could do is hope that she wouldn't leave me...

"Alma, I need to tell you something..." I started unsurely, "I... I won't be able to... to feel my legs ever again..."

When I finished the sentence Alma's expression changed. She was sitting there frozen in a shocked expression, single tears running down her cheeks. Looking at her teary-eyed face made me tear up too and let the anxiety of being left alone grow.

"Alma, why are you-" I couldn't complete the sentence because Alma snapped out of her frozen state and cried even more, saying "Sorry... I'm so sorry! Just because you protected me, you..."

'Protected?' my inner voice wondered. I didn't know what she meant, but it probably had to do with what happened to me. I was guessing that if I lost my legs as the price of protecting Alma, it was absolutely worth it.

Then she continued, "P-Please don't cry, I want you to smile like always. I-I will be here for you, and will make you smile again."

"Why would you want to stay with me, when I'm good for nothing now..." I couldn't hide my doubt and was crying even more, "I won't be able to walk beside you or drive us somewhere to have fun..."

Alma hugged me tightly and whispered into my ear, "I just want to be with you and support you as much as p-possible. T-There is no way I would leave you... w-when you need me the most."

We kept on hugging tightly while lying there for quite some time. Those words meant really much to me and made me happier than anything else could at this moment.

After a few minutes of silently hugging, Alma lifted her head above mine and looked directly into my eyes. Those blue orbs that were looking in mine made something tingle inside me. My gaze drifted off to her lips which started getting closer. I didn't know if it was Alma or me who was leaning in, and I didn't care.

I could feel my heart beat faster as the distance between us got shorter. I closed my eyes, and it seemed as if we were moving in slow motion. When our lips finally connected I felt like I waited an eternity for this. Her soft lips were pressed against mine for a few seconds before moving away.

I opened my eyes and Alma was once again looking at me. The distance between us once again shortened and we were kissing a second time.

After that followed a third and a fourth kiss before I could feel Alma's tongue brush my lips, which then instinctively parted. I had no idea what I was doing or what I was supposed to do when Alma's tongue suddenly entered my mouth.

I felt the warmth and the naturally sweet taste of saliva on her tongue pressing against mine. A feeling I didn't know I wanted and needed until now. It was apparent that we both were not familiar with this situation, as we just moved both our tongues and mouths in random directions.

I couldn't help but giggle lightly when our teeth touched for a moment, making me feel her sharp canines. We parted after a few moments and went back to just looking at each other. We both had a smile on our face and didn't know what to say.

Instead of talking, I pushed my head forward, once again kissing her. Our tongues started moving in circles as if dancing with each other. This went on for several minutes until we parted and Alma laid her head down in the crook of my neck.

I saw her tail move around happily and felt her ears tickle my cheeks. Never would I have guessed that my girlfriend would have those features, but now something would be missing if that wasn't the case.

Alma lifted herself up into a straddling position, and I placed my hand on her thigh, lightly stroking her. Then I said, "I'm so happy to have met you again after all this time..."

Alma's face equaled a big questions mark for a moment before her mouth opened and her eyes widened. Then she replied, "Y-You... remember?"

I nodded and answered, "I remembered while I was unconscious... I'm so sorry for not remembering at first, but that day when we met I hit my head and lost my memory of those few hours..."

A single tear rolled down Alma's cheek before she wiped it away and started smiling lightly. She spoke, "I'm glad... it was depressing to think you had simply forgotten me..."

Before even thinking about what to say I mumbled, "Someone should lock me up for forgetting such a special and pretty girl..."

Alma started blushing and looked speechless. When I realized that I said that out loud, I felt a little bit embarrassed. After a moment Alma replied with a quiet voice, "Y-You are also really beautiful, Brea..."

Now I could feel the heat rush to my face, and I was sure that hearing that made me happier than it should. Our romantic moment was interrupted by a knock on the door. Then the voice of the doctor was heard, "Miss Faye? May I come in? Your parents are with me."

I didn't want to face my parents. Who in his right mind would want to make his family sad and worried. I wondered if the doctor had already told them about my condition. I somehow hoped he did, I didn't like telling bad news.

"Yes, come in," I answered without thinking. Alma was still kneeling on top of me, with her legs straddling me. She looked unsure and nervous because she was still in this position. I wanted to punch myself because this definitely wasn't the way I wanted to come out to my parents.

It was too late to stress about that, the door was already open, and my mother rushed to me, hugging me tightly. She was crying and told me, "The doctor told us about your legs..."

I replied, "I'm sorry... I don't want you to worry..."

She let go after a moment of hugging and turned to Alma who was still kneeling on top of me, saying, "Hi Alma, nice to see you again. It seems things are going well for you two?"

When she said that, the things we said and did just moments ago came back to my mind. It must have been the same for Alma because just like me, she was bright red. She answered shortly after, "Hello Mrs. Fay-... uhm, I mean... Olivia..."

"Still not used to it, are we?" Mom said smiling, her eyes looking very tired. She didn't seem as sad as I imagined her to be, which I guessed to be good.

"The doctor has good news for you. That's why your mother seems so cheery," stated Dad. His face looked wrinklier than before this whole accident and his hair was messy.

Then the doctor said, "Indeed. After we confirmed that you truly have control over your bladder and other metabolic organs, I did some research. Although there still is no way to connect severed nerves, there is one exception."

The way he said that made me hope that I might haven't lost my legs forever. He continued, "Some years ago a man had lost his ability to walk in an accident, but his nerves weren't severed completely, so he was still able to use his metabolic organs. This man was and still is the only human whose nerves regenerated, so his legs became usable again."

I was speechless. I couldn't believe that there was still hope left. I stuttered, trying not to cry, "S-So that m-means..."

"Yes. It might take a long time, but you will be able to walk again."

Notjust mine, but also Alma's face lit up and we hugged, while I cried my eyesout. My parents, who already knew of this, were standing beside the bed andsmiled from seeing me hopeful again.