I Gave Them My Kidneys They Gave Me Hatred Novels & Stories

Convinced that I was the thief, she locked me out of the house and reflected on my behavior in the snow. The next day, I came down with a raging fever and nearly lost my life. I blamed her for that. Even though Tanner and I were her children, she would only heed his call. Still, I couldn’t leave her to die. She gave me life, even if she played favorites. Ultimately, I resolved to donate one of my kidneys to her. As I was severely underweight, the doctor determined that I was unfit to be a donor. I stuffed myself with food to gain some pounds. Even when my stomach cramped violently, I didn’t once give up.

*** After the doctors explained everything and Robin saw the scar herself, her eyes filled. She pulled me close, whispering through tears, "I'm so sorry, Kayla. I was too late. I didn't protect you. You've always loved looking pretty... and now you're stuck with that scar. And your kidney—I failed you." Her tears burned. My whole body shook. I opened my eyes, reaching for her. "Robin." I thought I'd never see her—or Mom and Dad—again. But I bit it back. No point making her cry harder.

Her blue eyes flaming with anger. She's not the only one angry right now, I also am, and I couldn't take it anymore. "Fine! Your family was there for me, which I'm always forever grateful, but I was also there for you guys okay. I willingly transplanted one of my kidneys for your dad, yet I never knew your mom had that much hatred for me!" "I thought I could change her mind. You know what, just leave my life. Get out of it. I thought we were more than this!"

The guy stared at him with his mouth wide open; probably it was his first time hearing about the kidney. "Wait... you mean my sister even gave you one of her kidneys? And she never told any of us about it... I should have known it was the reason for the constant sickness... you're wicked!" Here I was thinking my mind was the worst. Little did I know mine was just the least of what men can do. So the lady gave one of her kidneys to him, and he still went ahead to treat her like trash... he's cruel.

Over the past four years, I had gathered more than a few possessions. I accidentally knocked over a book. A piece of paper fluttered to the floor. It was a love letter Harvey had written to me when he was courting me. He had neat and vibrant handwriting. Then, he had only been eighteen. We were like a cliché TV drama. He was eighteen and reckless with his affection, while I fell for him helplessly. At twenty-three, he developed kidney failure. I secretly donated one of my kidneys to him. As a result, I became gravely ill. We were only a few wards apart in the hospital. The doctor asked if I wanted to see him one last time in case I didn't make it, but I refused.

I pushed his hand away and said determinedly, "I've already told you. I don't want Lucia's kidney!" Dario smashed the glass onto the ground and yelled at me with red eyes, "Elena Rossi! Stop being so difficult! Lucia is the only person whose kidney matches with your blood type. You will die if you refuse to receive her kidney!" "I would rather die than accept her kidney," I said, reiterating every word clearly as I watched him lose his cool. Dario quickly regained his composure and apologized, "I'm sorry. I was just too worried about you. I just didn't want to think that you'd leave me… It's too much for me to bear."

Without realizing it, I clenched my fists, and a hint of hatred burned in my eyes. Seeing that I hadn't responded for a long time, Joseph's brow furrowed. His face was full of anger as he questioned me, "Quin! I never thought you were such a heartless and ungrateful woman! Have you forgotten everything Helly has done for us? When you were in that car crash, if it hadn't been for Helly transfusing her blood to you, you would've died… Understand?! "Anyone can refuse Helly's request, but not you! You owe her your life! Now that she needs a matching kidney, what's wrong with me asking you for one?"

She could only trace my features with tear-filled eyes. She clutched the diary close to her chest and whispered, "I was wrong. I was so terribly wrong." I felt nothing on the inside while listening to her remorse. The doctor said my body was too weak to handle any emotional distress. After that, Mom and Jeremy took turns caring for me. One day, after the doctor called them away, Rhea walked in. We used to have a good relationship, but ever since she received my kidney, she started hating me instead.

Eric roared. The man looked at him with an increasingly cold gaze, “My son was sick. He was the same age as you all, but he developed kidney failure at such a young age. The doctor said he must have surgery as soon as possible, otherwise he won't survive this year. I won't let him die, so I must find a suitable kidney source for him... As long as he can live, I don't care about breaking the law..." Eric shouted impatiently, "You idiot, not everyone's kidney is suitable for him. If we give him our kidney, it could cause rejection, and your son would die even faster."

“I don’t want anything from the Walkers. Donate it. I have nothing to do with you or the Walkers anymore.” Justin panicked and reached out to grab my hand. “Eva, how can you say that? Your kidney is still inside me. You saved my life, and I love you.” The mention of it made a dull ache throb in my side. I pressed lightly against the scar, keeping my voice cold. “I gave you my kidney to repay you for Grandma’s surgery.” Justin stepped forward and pulled me into his arms, his voice shaking. “I don’t want to be even! Eva! I only want you! Please come back. I really love you!”