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.

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3. Chapter Two

*Present Time*

(Anna's POV)

 

"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.

"How are you doing today Mrs. Sanders?" Kat said talking to my mother as she walked into my room.

"Good how are you doing Kat?"

"Great, is it okay if I steal Anna from you?" I looked over at my mom hoping she'd say yes. My mother looked at me.

"You have Chemo in an hour."

"So I can go?" I said crossing my fingers.

"You better be back in an hour." She said. With that Kat and I got up and ran out of the room, not to fast though because then I'd run out of breath.

"Did you hear?" She said almost squealing. I waited for it, I even counted down in my head. 3...2...1... "ONE DIRECTION IS COMING!" A nurse turned to us and shushed us. "Sorry." Kat said, typical her. apologizing. "I'm not technically sick, but seems how I'm giving you my kidney I will be!" Kat hugged me and I hugged her back. The doctors confirmed yesterday that Kat had two strong kidneys. Along with the same Blood Type.

"Okay well my mom just happened to buy two backstage tickets and told me to make use of the 2nd one." Kat pulled away from the hug. "And I guess just because you're giving me a kidney I'll take you." I said smiling Kat hugged me again. "I'd take you with me anyways." I said hugging her back.

"Guess what else?"

"What?" I said actually kind of excited to hear.

"Homework!" She said handing me my homework for this week.

"Oh thanks, I've been looking forward to this." I said keeping a straight face. Seems how I can't go to High School without being pale, sick, and bald, Kat has been taking all my classes so she could give me my homework. Even if I don't live long enough to graduate High School, Kat still wants me to succeed.

"Your mom said your grades are all at B's, that's good but you need to make sure you're asking me for help if you need it." She sounded like my strict Social Studies Teacher in 8th grade.

"We can work on it during chemo today while I puke my guts out." I said smiling.

"Sounds like a plan." Kat said before skipping off to serve breakfast. I walked back into the room and my mom was still reading the newspaper.

"Problem solved." I said laying down on my hospital bed, setting my papers next to me.

"What'd you do now?" Before I could answer my brother Jeff picked me up off the bed hugging me.

"Hey little sis."

"Hey, be careful." My mother said, freaking out a little. Jeff kissed my cheek to make up for the painful hug, as he set me back down. My mom stood up then and took my brothers hand. "We need to talk." My brother looked at me and shrugged.

"Go you freak." I said pushing him a little.

"Ow, mom she pushed me." Jeff said, but my mother didn't respond. I smiled as he left, but I knew something was wrong.

 

*Two Years Earlier*

 

"She has NSCLC."

My mother had her hands wrapped around mine as we sat on two chairs next to each other. "What is that?" I said, having the vocabulary of a first grader when it came to medical stuff.

"Non-small cell lung cancer."

"Your kidding." I said laughing. The doctor handed me the x-rays from earlier when they were taking pictures of my lungs. "Holy shit." I said looking at the tumors that crawled around the walls of my lungs.

"Watch your language." I ignored her, looking at the pictures.

"So what you're gonna cut me open and dig them out of me?" I said handing the pictures to my mom.

"It's not that simple Ms Sanders, we do a step of procedures to help you get better."

"Okay so tell me in the most humane way how we can get rid of this." The doctor let out a puff, I'm glad he knew I was going to me difficult because he has no idea what it feels like to have wire looking things in your lungs.

"Well at your rate, you were lucky." He paused looking at the folder that had all my medical history in it. "Your cancer is at Stage two which means the tumors are in your lungs, but are close to spreading."

"Okay then just rip them out or something."

"That's not how it works." My doctor said stubbornly, and he was starting to make me really mad.

"I don't care how it works, I have volleyball practice and I'd like to get back to enjoying my life."

"You're not doing volleyball anymore." The doctor said adjusting his glasses.

"What's going to stop me? You?" I said looking out the window.

"No, but you'll stop breathing like you did the other day and you'll just end up right back at the hospital." I was surprised at how sassy he sounded. I went to argue again, but my mother stopped me.

"Why don't you just listen?" She said, I fell back into my chair and crossed my arms.

"We're going to start chemo tomorrow. You'll come in 1 time every two weeks for it. We'll insert chemotherapy directly into your lungs which will cause your cancer to either go away, or slow down so we can work with it."

"When are you going to get to the part where I lose all my hair?" I said, my eyes actually started to tear. "Because that's how cancer patients are remembered."

The doctor let out a big breath of air. "There are a lot of side effects to Chemotherapy, hair loss, urine changes, mood swings, fatigue, sexual intercourse-." My mom stopped him there.

"Can we get some birth control pills for that?"

"Mom are you serious right now?" I said laughing even though I was angry and sad. I just had complete mixed emotions. I will still trying to get over the fact that I had cancer.

"Yes Mrs. Sanders we can do that later."

"Thank you." My mother said, turning back to look at the pictures.

"Whatever." I said crossing my arms.

 

*Present Time*

 

I was sitting on my bed, looking at the wall in front of me. Thinking about the day I had first gotten chemotherapy. It hurt a lot. They inserted the tube right into my lung, and even though it was numbed I could feel it moving in my chest.

Now when I walk around I have a tube in my chest and it looks like I do drugs. The doctor came in and hooked all my tubes up. This was my last day of chemotherapy till next month because of the kidney transplant. I guess I had a reason to be kind of excited.

When the doctor left the room so I could have my treatment in peace I took off my wig and put my green beanie on. I was getting stronger medicine than usual because I was having a kidney transplant.

My eyes felt really tired but I wanted to stay awake because my brother was here and I hadn't seen him in forever. Whenever I was home he was working, and he never got time to visit the hospital.

I felt a funny feeling in my throat and knew what was coming. It was like a recap of my life. I grabbed the bucket at the end of my bed and vomited in it. "That's appetizing." A familiar voice said.

"Shut up." I said to my brother as he sat down on my bed next to me. He handed me a towel and I wiped my face. "Thanks."

"So hows my favorite sister doing?"

"I'm your only sister." I said punching him in the arm.

"You know what I mean." I smirked at him. I messed up his short chestnut hair.

"The normal, Chemo, eat, sleep, hang out with Kat, a couple surgeries."

"You sound like it's not a big deal." He said sounding kind of worried.

"Everybody dies at some time." I said mumbling a little, thankful that my mom wasn't in my room or she'd lecture me for hours about how God wouldn't let me die like this. Something like that anyways, I never really focused long enough to hear what she was saying.

"Don't think like that, this is why people die from cancer."

"No people die from cancer, because their sick." I grabbed onto my pillow and hugged it close to me.

"Mom told me about the kidney transplant." He said, changing the topic.

"I've already got a donor." I said. "It's not a big deal anymore."

"Yes it is, and you just don't realize it." He argued.

"It's just another surgery." Jeff shook his head at me.

"Your a hard cookie, I have to go to work. I'll see you soon." Jeff kissed my cheek one more time before messing up the beanie on my head, because then again I didn't have any hair. He walked over to Kat then and kissed her on the forehead.

"That was weird." I said laughing a little.

"It's your brother what's there to be weird?" We both laughed.

"Hey do you mind if I shut off the lights? I'm really tired."

"Yeah I mind, you can't sleep." Oh great another rule. "We need to talk."

"About what?" I laid down on my bed with my head on the pillow. Kat came and laid down on my bed too, only she put her feet by my head and laid her head down by my feet.

"The Kidney Transplant, you're not scared?" Kat said, her voice kind of nervous and shaky.

"No, there's nothing to be scared of."

"Well what if they mess up?" I had always thought in my head, doctors always mess up on me and that's why I'm still not cancer free. But if I wanted Kat's kidney, I needed to stay positive.

"They won't."

"How do you know?" She said, I paused. I had to think about this.

"Because you're my best friend, I won't let them." I said with a smile. "You're the only person that listens to me when I talk."

"You're the only person that understands me."

"And you're my only friend, because who's going to make friends with a sick kid with no hair?"

"Me!" Kat said slapping my leg. "You're so mean."

"Hey, on my side I find it a good thing." Kat didn't respond. It was silent for a couple of minutes before I could think of something to talk about. "So you and my brother."

"No." I talked fast, while she refused to agree with my conversation.

"Jeff and Kat sittin' in a tree."

"Shut up!" She said slapping me with a pillow.

"K-I-S-S-I-N-G." I said laughing so hard I got another tingly feeling in my throat. "Watch out!" I said smiling while I grabbed my bucket and puked once again. "Ugh, that's a work of art." I said putting the bucket back down and pinching my nose. "Smells beautiful."

"There goes the pudding." Kat said, and I couldn't help but laugh. "How long is chemo today?"

"2 hours." I said grabbing a magazine.

"You're going to pass out afterwards." Kat said. But I had to agree. I'd need pins just to keep my eyes open the whole time. Just talking about sleep made me tired. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, just to see what Kat would do. She got up off the bed and walked somewhere. When I opened one eye she was no where. I shrugged and closed my eyes.

A couple minutes later I felt my hospital gown lift up at the neck a little. Then a ice cold sensation filled my body as an ice cube began floating on my stomach. I shot up screaming, not even noticing my chemo tubes. Accidentally tugging on them a little to hard I coughed a little, but then I was okay. "Sorry bad idea, I didn't think you'd do that."

"It's fine." I said laughing as the ice cube finally came out of my hospital gown. My mother and my doctor came rushing in then. I held up a ice cube and they all let out a huge breath of air. "Sorry ice cube fight."

"Watch the tubes." The doctor said, and I gave him a thumbs up before he left. My mother came in and sat down on the couch.

"I guess if you guys are going to cause trouble, I have to stay in here." She said mumbling.

"Can't you just imagine Louis doing something like that?" Kat said smirking a little.

"I can only imagine eating a crispy taco wrap with Niall while sitting by the lake going fishing."

"I never knew you liked to go fishing." Kat said laughing as we sat back down on my bed.

"I don't I just have memories." My mom and I looked at each other and smiled. "Good times." I said biting my bottom lip as I day dreamed the perfect moment ever.

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