Smells Like Teen Spirit. (Chapter 14)

I couldn't hear or see anything. It was just blackness. I felt like I was suffocating. The darkness was reaching out for me. Wrapping its arms around me. Killing me, slowly. I woke up screaming. I didn't know where I was. I looked around and recognized I was in the hospital. Why? All I remember was going over to Becca's house and I was about to leave and then my mind went blank. Then I started remembering Nick which led to me remembering Taylor told me he had cancer. I must of passed out after that. I felt the tears in my eyes. I tried to be strong but next thing I knew, I was sobbing. I heard someone open the door but I didn't look. I just continued crying.
"Annie..." I could tell by the voice that it was Carmen.
"Yeah..?" I asked.
"It's me Carmen. Are you alright? Why are you crying?" she asked. I waited a minute because my mind was working to slow to comprehend.
"I know and yes, I'm fine. I'm just crying because..." I wiped my tears away.
"Because why?" Carmen repeated.
"Nick has..cancer." I started crying again.
"Oh...I'm so sorry." She said as she hugged me and tried to comfort me.
"Is my Mom here?" I asked,
"Yeah, she got here as soon as work was over." Carmen smiled at me trying to lighten the mood.
"Can you get her for me?"
"Sure thing." Carmen smiled again,
"Thanks." I smiled back.
I watched as Carmen left and my Mom replaced her spot.
"Mom, I love you." I smiled even though we had a fight I still loved my Mom more than anything.
"Aww sweetheart, I love you too, more than you'll ever know." She whispered. I beamed. I'm so loved I thought.
"Were you crying?" she asked.
"Yeah, but not anymore. I'm fine." I smiled, but that made me think of Nick which made me cry anyways.
"Oh..honey what's wrong? You can tell me anything."
"Mom, I don't want to talk about it yet. Please understand."
"Ok. I understand."
"So, how was your day?" I asked.
"Well, I have some bad news."
"What kind of bad news?"
"I..um...kinda flipped out on my boss and he fired me." She looked down at the floor ashamed.
"Aw Mom, it's going to be ok." I reassured her.
"I hope so."
"Um..Mom I have been thinking."
"Thinking about what?" She asked.
"I think you need to get tested..."
"Tested for what?"
"Bipolar." I whispered.
"What?! No!"
"Mom, just think about it. You flipped out on me and then you were all happy and a minute ago you were happy, right after you boss fired you."
"NO! Not going to happen!" She screamed as she walked out of my room and slammed the door. This was the exact thing I was talking about. She is bipolar. I know it. I have a feeling. I started crying again. Thinking about Becca,Nick,cancer,Mom,bipolar and just how terrible my life is at this very moment.