I wrote this fanfic because I felt the need to write about this. A lot of it happened to a family I know, of course I changed most of it but still there is pretty much alike and I just had to write this story. I hope you`ll like it.
ImagineChapter 1
Imagine the shock you are in when you find out about the following. The shock you feel when a doctor tell you that you`re daughter has leukemia. The child that is only a baby.
Imagine how desperate you are when you find out something like that and you feel the need to run as fast and far away as possible. To run until the nightmare is over. To run away your daughters disease.
But you know it`s not possible. You know you have to be strong. But how can you be strong in a situation like this? As the mother or father of a sick child. A really sick child.
This is the first time you feel the need to hide in the bedroom under the blankets preferable with your little baby girl. But the thing is, she doesn`t want to stay under the blankets. And besides that hiding under a blanket won`t make the situation any better. The wish that the disease wouldn`t find you there was stupid but still you felt the need to hide under the blanket.
But you feel the need to do something. Something with that you can fight your daughter`s disease.
So you get out of bed and walk downstairs into the living area where your fiancèe is with your daughter. How stupid of you to stay in bed instead of spending time with your baby.
"Hey."
"Hey."
"What brought you downstairs?"
"You and her." You smiled slightly.
"Really?" he asked smiling back widely.
"Yep. I`m going to fight this. I`m going to kick lekemia`s ass and send it away." You said determined.
"Oh you so are." He laughed and pulled you onto the floor where he had been sitting for the last hour or so. He pulled you on his lap and kissed you passionated.
"We love you and we`re happy that you came out of this stupid bedroom."
"I love you two, too. SO SO much."
You said and just caught your daughter who was falling becasue she fell over one of her toys. She`s only 18 months old. You pulled her in the embrace and kissed her lovingly. The way only a mother can and the girl let it happen without fighting it, even if she normally would fight it. But she could feel that something was wrong. She felt that something was different, it was just how the people around her act and how they treat her. It was different. They didn`t let her do anything at all if there was the slighted risk that she could get hurt.
"Mommy?" the girl asked looking expactingly to you, her mommy. A small smile covering the doll-like face.
"Yes Rika?"
"Mommy play?" she asked and handed you her favorite ball. A small pink one.
"You want to play ball with mommy?"
The girl nodded eagerly and her smile grew even wider.
So this was chapter one of eleven. I only now noticed that I didn`t tell you who the characters are. Well what do you think who the characters are?
I would be happy about some reviews.
