AN: Hey everyone, this is my first Hannah Montana Fan Fic. I hope you all like it. I love getting reviews, so please review.
Why Me?
CH 1:
She was going to have to cut down on the skateboarding with Lilly, Miley thought as she applied cover up to her bruises. Hannah Montana couldn't have so many bruises and covering them up was becoming a hassle. She wasn't even sure how she had gotten them, she had a really bad looking one on her hip but she didn't remember falling or banging it. She put it in the back of her mind and continued to get ready, the concert started in 15 minutes, and she was running late.
She was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow that night. She had a killer headache and she had been so tired lately, but she thought that was just because her busy schedule. She loved being Hannah Montana, but it could be so stressful sometimes and Hannah had a new album out. That meant more concerts and more interviews and TV appearances. Juggling being Hannah, along with school, had made her absolutely exhausted lately.
Miley sighed as she sat bored, in the doctor's office. Her dad saw one of her bruises and when she told him she had no idea how she gotten it, he had insisted they go to the doctor. "Teenage girls don't just sprout bruises, it's not normal" he had told her. That had been 3 days ago, she went to the doctor and after examining her the doctor had give her given her a prescription to have blood taken, she hated needles but she got the tests done anyways. The doctor's office had called and told them to make another appoint the next day so that's where they were now. Miley hated doctors, so spending time there 2 times in the course of the week was not her idea of fun, the only good thing about this was that the only appointment they had was during school, so she was missing school. She knew her dad was right though there had to be a reason for all of those bruises and the sooner she found what that was, the better. She hated having to put that cover up on before every concert and whenever she wanted to wear a skirt or tank top.
"Miley Stewart"
Finally the nurse had called her in, another thing she hated about doctors, they always made you wait.
After making them wait some more once they had put her in a room, the doctor finally came in. The doctor came over with her file, Miley tired to read the doctors face but she couldn't.
"Miley after reviewing your symptoms the bruises, the tiredness and weakness and swollen lymph nodes, I had a suspect what might be wrong. I ordered the blood tests, which showed an abnormal blood count, which explains your symptoms."
"What does this all mean?" Robby Ray interrupted, he did not like where this was going.
"It means that I think your daughter has leukemia"
"What?" Miley said. That couldn't be right. She knew from Biology that leukemia was a type of cancer. She was just a kid, she couldn't have cancer. Old people got cancer not 14 year old girls. It couldn't be right, she must have heard wrong. There was no way she had cancer. She took her dad's hand.
"Leukemia, it's one of the most common cancers found in children and teens. It's also one of the most treatable forms, and hopefully we've caught it early enough"
By then Miley had tuned the doctor out, lost in her thoughts. She wasn't going to die, was she? What about School? What about Hannah Montana? What were Lilly and Oliver going to say? Oliver, she had secretly had a crush on him for awhile, but now she would never be with him. Stupid Cancer, oh my god she though, I have cancer. Tears started to slowly poor down her face.
She heard her dad ask the doctor something, that was her Daddy, always there for her when she couldn't be there for herself.
"What are we going so that Miley gets better?"
"First Miley is going to need to be admitted to a hospital, they've got a children's hospital in LA with a great oncology wing. She'll need to get a bone marrow aspiration and biopsy, so we can determine exactly what type of Leukemia Miley has and what course of treatment would be best for her"
Miley started crying harder and her dad wrapped his arms around her. Ever since her mom died she hated hospitals, and now she going to have to stay at one indefinitely. This was getting worse and worse.
"Can this wait until tomorrow? I think Miley would like to just spend the day with her friends and family before she has to undergo all those tests."
"Yes but the sooner she gets started on treatment, the better."
The doctor gave Robby a list of numbers and doctors around the area and then left them alone.
Robby turned to Miley "Miles, to figure this out and get through this, just like we do with everything else"
"But Daddy what if we don't what if I go through all those treatments and stupid tests and end up like Mom.
"Bud, that's not going to happen, I won't let it. You're going to get better, I promise. Don't think like that, okay?"
"Okay"
"Now come on lets, go home. I've got to call some of these numbers and we've got to tell Jackson."
Miley got up off the bed and wiped her remaining tears, there was no use crying over something you couldn't change, right? Besides she had a feeling she'd be doing a lot of that in the upcoming days and she didn't want to get funny looks from the people in the waiting room. Oh how she wished that she could go back to an hour ago when the worst thing she had to do in her life, was wait in the doctor's office for a long time. Everything was so different now, and she wasn't sure if it would ever be the same again.
so thats the 1st chapter. I hope you all liked it. Please review, it really helps and motivates me :)