Jenna's POV: We eventually got to my house. I still can't believe that this is actually happening. "I don't have a guest room though. But you can sleep in my room and I could sleep on the couch if you want." I offered. "Why would I make you sleep on the couch while I sleep in your bed, in your house? I'll take the couch." He said. "You really don't have to. You're neck and back will get cramped up because it's kinda small for you." I said. I can fit on the couch, I don't think Michael can though. "Then I'll sleep on the floor. I'm fine anywhere as long as I can actually get some sleep." He said with a smile. I let out a small sigh. "Ok, only because you said you will." I said. He smiled at me again. I grabbed a blanket out of the closet and handed it to him. "Thank you." He said. "No problem." I replied. I went into my room and finally fell asleep. I woke up at 8 the next morning and went downstairs. The blanket wasn't on the couch and everything was back where I had it before. Was this all a dream? If it was I wish it was real. That's when I caught a whiff of something. Eggs? Sausage? My neighbor must be having breakfast. I went into the kitchen to make myself some breakfast, and saw a McDonald's bag on the table. That's where the smell's coming from. There was a note attached to it. "Jenna, thank you so much for letting me stay the night. I had to leave early this morning so i could get ready to visit a local hospital later today. I put the blanket back in the closet and tided up. Before I left, I had my manager bring you some breakfast so you wouldn't have to stress yourself out. Thanks again. -Michael." Ok it wasn't a dream! He seriously got me breakfast? I opened the bag and saw an Egg McMuffin, my favorite, and a coffee. This was so kind of him to do. I was finished eating within ten minutes and threw everything away. I went upstairs and got dressed. I curled my blue wig and headed out the door. Next round of chemo, even though it won't help. I've only got until the end of the year...
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I Just Can't Stop Loving You
FanfictionJenna Davidson has had the worst few months of her short 23 year life. On March 15th, 1991, she was diagnosed with a rare form of Leukemia. The worst part of all this is that she only has , at the most, until the end of the year to live. But she cou...
