Jenna's POV: I woke up in the hospital. My wig was back on, and there was an IV in my arm. "How do you feel?" I heard someone ask. I looked to my right and saw Michael next to my bed. "Terrible." I said. He looked very upset. "You'll be fine. You've made it this far." He said before kissing my forehead. I feel like he's just doing stuff like that to pity me. I love him, but I don't know if he loves me back. I mean, what's the chances of a world famous pop star loving a sick girl like me? Besides, I'm near death anyways, who would want to date a dead girl? It's nice to dream though. As he was running his hand through my wig, the doctor came in. "Hello there Jenna, mister Jackson, how's everything going?" He asked. "Fine. I'm just in a little pain, nothing new." I said. "Well, hopefully the medication will take effect soon. Mister Jackson, may I talk to you out in the hallway?" The doctor said. "Sure." Michael replied. The two of them got up and went out into the hall. He's probably just going to tell Michael that I'm dying...
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Michael's POV: The doctor closed the door behind us as we went outside the room. "As for Jenna, we discovered-" "I know. She doesn't have much time left to live." I cut him off. "Actually, we may have found a way to save her life." He said. My eyes widened. "What?! What is it?!" I asked, hoping for some good news. "Well, we've discovered that in order to hopefully cure her leukemia, she's going to need a bone marrow transplant." He said. "Do it doc. Do whatever it takes to save her." I said. "Here's the thing though, Jenna has a very rare bone marrow type, and we haven't been able to find a donor with her exact match." He said. My heart sank. I leaned up against the wall, holding back my tears. "We did look through your medical records, however, and found that you are a perfect match." He said. My eyes widened and my heart skipped a beat. "Seriously?" I asked. The doctor nodded. "Would you be willing to-" "Yes yes whatever it takes!" I said as I cut him off. "Great. Follow me and we'll get started." He said. I followed him to a blood work room and got ready. I love Jenna with all of my heart, and I don't want to lose her...
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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...
