I am Ukrainian🇺🇦. (A VLODYMYR ZELENSKYY FANFIC)

Chapter 5

After spending weeks in hospital I was finally home after the bone marrow transplant. I felt alot better but was still tired alot of the time.

About a week after I got home one night I felt weird. I got up and tried to walk to the bathroom across the hall from my room. Manu woke up from a sound and came to check on me. There I was laying in the hallway unconscious. He immediately woke up Bridget and they took me to hospital. After verious tests it was concluded I was in heartfailure. A preexisting condition worsened by chemotherapy. I needed a heart transplant within the next few days if I was to survive. This broke Manu. He was crying telling Bridget that he was not ready to loose a child and that he was scared and overwhelmed. She comforted him and told him she understood and feels the same. The doctor on the other hand decided it was a good idea to tell him that before he goes in to see me he had to calm down so that he doesn't upset me.

He came in the room I was half awake by now and feeling groggy. Manu came to sit down and said "Hi" I took his hand and asked what was wrong. He told me. This time I was sad about dying. I asked him how is it possible that when I was ready to go I didn't go and now that I am happy I get screwed. He told me he doesn't know. And just hugged me. He held me as tight as that first time. This time however I was trying to pull him closer to me. I loved his hugs at this point. I felt a strange sensation again like something or someone knocked the wind right out of me. I pulled back looked at him in a panic and said "Daddy" I went limb in his arms and he started freaking out calling for help. Bridget came rushing inside he told her to get a doctor. She did as instructed. I just had a heart attack at the age of 29.

After 3 days I received a heart from there on it was smooth sailing. I got well at a good rate, wasn't as tired anymore. Slowly I started running with dad and Nemo in the mornings. It still feels little weird calling him that but seeing the smile makes it all worth it in the end.

While we were watching movies one night I mentioned that I would love to fly fighter jets they look so much fun. Dad sighed and said "sure you do, well ok how about we ask the doctor next week what his opinion is and work from there" I was excited this has been such a long dream for me.

The next weeks came and went fast I signed up for training to be a fighter pilot after the doctors all agreed it could cause no harm. For the first time in my life I really enjoyed life. Learning and support from my parents it was truely amazing. At some point I bought myself a motorcycle and I drove myself to class. I felt great and free.

I got along great with the other children even the grand kids seemed to like me. I knew what love was or so I thought.

Meeting Vlodymyr Zelenskyy

2 years had gone by in the blink of an eye. One morning I was late to work as I called it, I cuddled a little bit too long with Judge that morning. So I just grabbed a piece of toast my backpack and ran downstairs. I completely forgot about the new President dad was hosting. When I got to the bottom I spotted dad kissed him good morning. Gave mom her kiss. When dad said "let ne introduce you to President Vlodymyr Zelenskyy of Ukraine" I held out my hand offerhing a quick
"Доброго ранку" his face lit up and he asked if I spoke Ukranian. I told him yes. Learned it for fun over the summer vacation. Dad just laughed and said "of course you did. That makes what 9 now?" I smiled and said "11 actually but who's counting" Dad laughed. Kissed me and said "be home for dinner, please be safe and enjoy your day." I told Vlodymyr I will see him later for now I had work.

As I was sitting in class thankful it was a long weekend, I kept thinking of his beautiful eyes and that sweet laugh. Finally we were dismissed at around 5pm so I went home still dressed in my flight suit.

When I walked in I found Vlodymyr on the stairs he asked how my day was I told him long and boring. He laughed and said that it is often the case with school. Asked me what I was studying I looked down at the golden wings on my chest with my call sign and name under it. I smiled at the memory of receiving them a few months prior. And said I am a fighter pilot I am studying to become an instructor. He gave me this look of disbelieve saying "wow that is impressive. Your parents must be so proud." Mom walked up to us hugged me and said "we are but we would rather her be safe but you can't wrap them in bubble wrap I guess" Giving me another hug. Saying anyways why dont you change and go show Vlodymyr the garden before dinner. I said sure and excused myself. 

A few minutes later I returned wearing jeans and a spaghetti top. He smiled when he saw me coming back down busy putting my hair in a ponytail. Mom told me that she will have dad text when dinner is ready so we can have fun. I looked over to him and said lets go.

We walked and talked about everything and anything we laughed and played with the dogs. When we reached the pond I went to sit down in the grass. With my back against the tree. Out of instinct or something Vlodymyr come to lay down on my lap as he was telling me a story. I was playing with his hair as he was talking. The dogs were laying down now also with Nemo having his head on Volodymyr's chest and Judge laying by my side.

The story he was telling me made me sad because I realized how much I missed out on and it hurt a little. He could tell something was off so he sat up. Looking at me he asked if I was ok? I said yes just a bad memory thats all not your fault. He asked if he can give me a hug I said sure. He smelled so nice he was so close to me. I got lost in feeling his strong arms around me that I did not even realize Pierre was walking up to us. Pierre is our butler but also a good friend. He came to say goodbye to me he had the weekend free. I reacted to Judge calling me. When I looked up he was standing there waiting. I said hi to him and we had a quick conversation. Told him to sent my love to his family. He said he would bring me some of his mothers cookies I loved so much. He told Vlodymyr to enjoy the weekend and said his goodbyes. As we were sitting down Volodymyr told me "you can call me Vova most people do. If you want" I said sure I like Vova more sounded way less formal. We sat there talking about movies till dad texted me that dinner was ready.