I'll Fight Forever

"Anna, come look at this, I think you'll like this." I walked around the couch and sat next to my mother carelessly. What could make a girl like me happy?
"What?" I said groaning. She handed me the news paper. I looked at the title on the page, 'Sing for the Sick'. "Okay so what?" I said, not really caring.
"One of those boy bands are coming to town to sing to kids like you." Kids like me?
"I think I'll pass this time mom." I said handing back the newspaper.
"You've been stuck in two places that none of us enjoy, it's no longer a choice if you go or not."
I took the news paper back from her. "If I'm going, I at least want to know who I'm going to see." I read threw the article quickly. And for some reason I felt a little excited. One Direction was coming to town.


2. Chapter One

*Two Years Earlier*

(Anna's POV)

"Okay guys, your spikes look horrible today." We all turned towards our coach. I rested the black, white, and yellow volleyball on my hip. "10 laps around the gym please, stay outside the black line." We all started groaning, I threw my volleyball into the basket along with all the other girls. My friend Chloe caught up to me as we started running our laps.

"Practice sucks today." She complained while fixing her ponytail.

"Yeah no kidding, I didn't think freshman year volleyball was going to be so difficult." We started running in silence then, because our coach was glaring at us while we were running. "Hey, what are you doing after volleyball?" I whispered.

"I have a date with Josh." I made a heart with my hands then. "Hey all of our friends are freaked out, you're losing a ton of weight, not that I'm calling you fat or anything." She asked worried. I looked down at my stomach, I hadn't really noticed it.

"Mom has made sushi all month, I'm not the seafood type of person." We both started laughing, but I was suddenly cut short. I fell onto my knees, my lungs ached. Pain filled my chest as I gasped for air. Chloe stopped and ran back to my side.

"Girls this is not the time for screwing off!" I heard Coach Yuler yell at Chloe and I. I grasped at my throat as I struggled on the floor.

"We're not screwing off somethings wrong!" Chloe yelled for me. I saw the coaches drop their clipboards and run towards me. Everybody stopped and looked at me. I began coughing, still gasping for air. I couldn't speak, because I didn't have enough breath. "Somebody call an ambulance!" Chloe said. "Just breath Anna." I nodded my head, but then a huge blow of blood came out of my mouth, landing right in front of Chloe and I. I covered my mouth then surprised and terrified. What was wrong with me?

I didn't cry, because there was no point, but I didn't know what was wrong with me. I saw the school nurse running into the front of the gym. She was by my side in no time. She have me a towel, and I wiped the blood off my mouth. My breath was short, and I felt dizzy.

It felt like forever before the ambulance came. Once they were at my side, they put a strap around my head, and rested a mask ontop of my mouth. It helped me breath a little, but I felt like my lungs weren't letting me breath and my chest ached. They had me lay down on the floor as they took my blood pressure and all that doctor stuff. "Chloe call my mom." I said inbetween breaths, she nodded quickly as she sprinted across the gym to the locker room where her phone was.

"Difficulty breathing, vomiting blood-" My Mind couldn't focus on the rest of what they were saying. I felt so dizzy but I wasn't going to let myself faint. By now, all the volleyball girls were crowded around not knowing what to say or do. This was a great first practice of High School I bet I can make it on Varsity now. "Anna, can you hear me?" I nodded. "Okay we're going to put you to sleep, we think your throat may be swelling from something you digested." I shook my head no, I wanted to stay awake. "It's going to be okay." He said rubbing my hand trying to sooth me.

But before I could try to get up and run, I felt a small prick near my wrist and everything slowly went black. And the first thing I thought of before I went to asleep, was how badly I dreamed of being a star Volleyball Player.


*Present time*

I flipped to another page in my Volleyball magazine as the doctor walked in. "Anna." I ignored him, continuing to flip the pages in my magazine. "Anna!" He said finally getting sick of me. But I had to say, I was more sick than anybody else in this hospital. More than likely.

"Is it just me or is somebody calling my name?" I said looking towards my mom as I slammed the magazine down onto my lap. "Maybe this place is haunted." I pretended to gasp.

"Anna, can you just listen for once?" She said groaning, waiting for the doctor to give the results of my surgery I just had a week ago.

"Oh I've listened." I said laughing. "Listened so many times I'm tired of it. " I turned my back to the doctor and looked at the opposite side of the room towards the window.

"Anna because of the surgery last week, both of your kidneys aren't doing their job anymore, they've become weak and tired from being used so much." Of course, I thought. "Also known as Kidney Failure."

"Only because you people messed up on me again. Right?" I said standing up. "If it was my choice I never would have even agreed to the surgery!" Silence filled the room. "Because this hospital just love to poke and stab me with needles!"

"Anna Lynn!" My mother said surprised at what I had just said, but to be honest I was surprised that I said that too. My mother raised me well, taught me to not mouth off. But when I got sick, she no longer had the heart to punish me. I mean come on, hasn't god punished me enough? Surgery after Surgery....

"Just get out!" I said to the doctor. He set his clipboard at the end of the bed and walked out of the room.

"What is your deal today? You don't treat somebody like that ever!" This was the loudest I had heard her yell at me in a long time.

"What so they can put needles into me even though I don't want them? They can mess up on every single procedure they do on me, and I can't yell at them one time?"

I sat down on my bed, my point had been proved. My mom couldn't respond to that one. I grabbed onto my magazine, and put it on the night stand next to me. I looked at the hospital gown that was on me. A needle stuck into my hand, tape over the top of it. I put my bright orange converse on and pulled the needle out of my hand. I had gotten so use to being poked with needles, that it didn't even hurt anymore. I got up off my bed then. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Since when is it against the law to walk?" I said walking out the door of my hospital room. I noticed my doctor talking to a couple of nurses. As I walked outside they all froze and turned towards me. "What is with people against me going where I want to?" I said turning on my heels and walking the opposite direction. I looked down the long hallway that had sick kids and hurt people.

I saw a little boy who had a broken arm on an examination table. We both caught eyes with each other, his eyes filled with pain. I walked away quickly and found myself in the hospital cafeteria. The room was filled with people that were sick, hurt, and visiting family members. I walked up to the line to get food and noticed a friend of mine. Her names was Katherine, but I called her Kat for short. She was a volunteer lunch lady, or that's what she called herself at least.

"Anna!" Kat said coming out from the kitchen to give me a hug.

She squeezed me so tight that I felt like I could die. "Hey a little lighter, still super fragile." I said laughing as she pulled away.

"Sorry if I was a little over excited, I haven't seen you in a while."

"Surgery after surgery, and they still can't ever get it right." She shook her head.

She took the plate from me. "Follow me." She said snickering a little. Kat was the same age as me. She had medium length black hair and was always there for me whenever My mom or my doctor wasn't. I followed her back into the kitchen, and she put my plate into the sink for washing. Then she walked up to the fridge and pulled out another plate with some food on it. "It was your favorite yesterday, so I had to save you some." I hugged Kat then.

"Oh my god you're the best." I said taking the plate from her. She was right though, it was definitely my favorite. There was chocolate pudding on the side, with mashed potatoes. And my favorite part of course, a crispy taco wrap. "I swear this is the only good meal they serve here." Kat and I both started laughing.

"HEY NO PATIENTS IN THE KITCHEN!" I looked down at myself and realized I was still wearing my hospital gown.

"Come on, she's been a party pooper all week." Kat grabbed my hand as I held onto the plate with my other hand. We ran down the hallway and we made our way up to the roof of the hospital. "Eat up here, you can see everybody in the city."

"You are the most brightest, and positive person I've ever known." I said finishing my pudding.

"Hey I have my downs still."

"Like what?" I said surprised she had bad times.

"Well I still have hard times from the car accident." She said, then I remembered everything.

The first time I had met Kat was when I had secretly got into the Emergency Hall. Her dad, Her mother, and her sister all came in at once. Kat came in after them, but she only had a few scratches, and a badly bandaged head. She didn't need immediate assistance from a medical person, so she wasn't taken to a medical room. Kat came running up to me and pulled me into a hug and cried. I didn't respond, I didn't know who she was, but I felt horrible for her.

"Has therapy been helping you?" I asked finishing my mashed potatoes then.

"A little, but they act like I'm stupid." I laughed.

"Oh I know how you feel." We both exchanged smiles. Even though I saw pain in her eyes she was still one of the most brightest friends I have ever had.

Kats mother and sister died that night. Her father is doing well now, Kat is the only thing he has left. And Kat has me, and her father. Her father has a lot of problems though, and is usually working to keep his mind off two important people that he lost. "I guess we should be going back, it looks like it's going to rain."

"Anna is there something you're not telling me?" I looked at her kind of confused, only because I didn't want her to know what I found out today. "I know how you are when you're hiding something from me."

"It's not a big deal."

"Okay if it's not a big deal, you can tell me." I paused surprised at her come back.

"My kidneys are giving out." I said mumbling so maybe she wouldn't hear me.

"That's not a big deal to you? You could die."

"I could die of a lot of things, a gun, a knife-." She interrupted me then.

"Don't you ever say that!" I was surprised once again by what she had said. But then I realized I had been talking about death in a way that related to her. Kat had cut herself multiple times depressed that she had almost lost her whole family.

"I'm sorry." I said, realizing I had finished everything on my plate.

"Anna what blood type are you?" I laughed at her question a little, but she didn't. "Seriously." She said. My face dropped dead serious.

I rubbed my neck thinking for a second. "A." I said kind of awkwardly.

"Good maybe I can donate." I turned and looked at Kat.

"Are you serious Kat? You're not donating your kidney to me." I said laughing as I stared out at the city.

"Who's gonna stop me? I mean if you don't take it I guess I can give it to somebody else."

"I guess that little kid will be happier than me." Kat looked at me and sighed.

"You're difficult." I looked at her, but she was looking out at the city. "A lot like my sister." I grabbed onto her hand to try to calm her but she left me. I picked up my empty plate and walked down the hallway. I didn't chase after Kat because I knew how she hated it when people saw her cry. And I had never seen her cry since the night her mother and sister died.

I walked back into my hospital room and everything was different. My mother was sitting in the room gathering her things. The nurses handed me a bag of my clothes as they began to change the sheets on my bed. "Ugh what are they doing?" I asked my mom.

My mother walked up to me and smoothed down her jacket a little. "Well you always complain about how this hospital messes up in your procedures, so I figured we should move hospitals because that would be the smart thing to do." She said with a smile.

"I'm not moving anywhere, I'm staying here with Kat."

"Remember, you don't ever get a choice?" My mother said. I didn't respond. "Better get changed, we're leaving in 5 minutes." My mother walked out to the door and walked off.

"I'm not leaving." I said to one of the nurses.

"Darling it's time for you to move on." Said the one I was talking to.

"I'm not leaving Kat here." I said throwing my bag on the table where my magazine was still at.

"She'll find another friend." Another nurse said.

"That's the thing she won't find somebody else, because I'm the only one she has." I said stubbornly.

"Look missy, if you don't-"

"If I don't what? If I don't get out you'll put me to sleep and drag me outside?" The nurse looked at me stunned. "Yeah, I don't think so." I sat down in the chair and refused to get up. My mother came into the room then.

"Why aren't you changed?"

"Kat said she'd donate me a kidney, I'm not leaving her if she's going to give me half of her."

My mom looked at me, furious now. "If you don't get up right now and change, I will call your father." I looked at her.

"Go ahead, I'd love to talk to him." With that she shrugged and went to call my dad.

My nose tickled a little and I knew what was coming. I sprinted from my chair to the bathroom. I pulled the wire next to the toilet that signaled for help. I grabbed tissues and put them under my nose.

Doctors and nurses came rushing in then, my mom had just gotten off the phone with my dad and was next to me too. "There's never been so much blood." My mom patted my back as they set me in a wheel chair. They took me back to my bed and I laid down. They hooked tubes back up to me while a nurse held tissues under my nose.

"Get a blood bag type A please." My doctor said and another nurse rushed off to get me blood. I got that dizzy feeling like I did when I went to my first volleyball practice.

And this was a normal day for a person with cancer.


A/N: I'm proud to finally publish I'll Fight Forever. I hope you guys really like it! If you guys have any ideas make sure you comment down below! Make sure to fan me, like the book, add it to you're favorites, and comment to me! I love your guys feedback! Thanks so much!

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