Disclaimer: I don't own My Sister's Keeper or any orginal characters. Now the idea... I own
Anna laughed. She had a long but satisfying day and she was very excited. She was looking forward to tomorrow, when she got to go to the theater with her class. They would be seeing A TALE OF TWO CITIES. Anna loved the book and she couldn't wait to see the show. Tomorrow she would be seeing it.
"Hi honey," Sara said as Anna came in, "How was your day?"
"It was great mom," Anna said laughing again, "I'm going to see a show tomorrow for a class trip"
"Great. I hope you have fun"
"I'm sure I will," Anna said, "But I'm a little tired right now. I'm going to go take a nap"
Anna went upstairs and changed into something more comfortable. She gasped when she looked down at her thigh and saw a large black and blue bruise. She knew where it came from. She had bumped into the door on her way to school this morning but it had just been a minor bump. This could only mean one thing.
"OMG, OMG, OMG!"
Katie heard her sister and knocked on the door.
"Anna-baby," she asked using her nickname for Anna
Katie entered the room.
"Anna honey what's wrong?"
"Mom is going to hate me," she said
"She won't," Katie replied, "What happened? Did you break her vase or something?"
"I wish," Anna said tears filling in her eyes, "It's a lot worse then that"
"I can't donate my parts to you anymore," Anna whispered putting the emphasis on can't.
Kate didn't understand why Anna would think her mother would hate her because of that.
"It's not that I don't want to," Anna said, "I literally can't"
She showed Kate the bruise.
"Lovely," Kate said sarcastically
"You don't get it," Anna said, "I bumped my thigh earlier this morning on the door. It was a nothing bump. Now I have this horrible bruise"
"Anna," Kate said gently trying to stay calm and at the same time terrified, "It could be anything"
Kate was no fool though. She knew exactly what was going on with Anna.
"Honey you have to show mom"
"I can't," Anna exclaimed, "She'll hate me"
"She's not going to hate you. It's not your fault"
"I think I'm going to talk to dad first. He'll understand a little bit better"
Brian was getting ready for work when Anna knocked softly at his bedroom door.
"Dad," he called, "can I came in?"
"If you had to tell someone something and you knew they weren't going to like what you had to tell them would you tell them anyway or would you not tell them"
Brian put a hand on his daughter's shoulder.
"I would tell them," he said, "They need to know even though they might not be happy about it"
Anna took in a breath. The air around her seemed thick and unforgiving. She closed her eyes. She took another breath.
"Dad," she said, "I think I have what Kate has" and she showed him the bruise on her thigh.