Cry Me a River

Part 8

     "Willow, what was so important you called me down here?" My mother says in a tone implying heavily she doesn't want to be here.
The saddest part about my mother is that during the early stages of my cancer, she was a great mother. She would cheer me up and stop my tears. Then some mysterious switch turned that person off. I wish I was clueless to why but my brain is bugging me with a theory.
     "Willow?" She snaps me out of my thoughts.
     "Huh? Oh, sorry," I say meekly while still trying to get out of my thoughts. "I know this sounds strange but I received email inviting me to this college."
     There's a pause of silence and staring. She blinks at me while I try to read her facial expression.
"First of all, do you really expect me to pay for collage. That's expensive and I don't have some magical money tree. Not to mention with all your hospital fees. Also, what about your treatments? Are you just going to waltz in there with an IV attached to you the whole time? Plus you said they invited you which makes me think you didn't fully get accepted."
     I'm on the verge of tears. This is the first opportunity I have that gives me hope and now it's going to be gone.
     "Miss Harring! I'm so glad you're here. This news is better with the both of you here." Amelia walks in with a smile on her face.
     She can see the pain in my eyes. She most likely knows why too.
     "Willow, you knew from the start there was a very high chance you would get better. Your doctor has informed me that in about three weeks you will be cured." Amelia practically sings the last sentence.
     "Hold on." My mother steps forward putting her hand up in front of her. "Usually whenever patients are at a certain stage they can stay at home and a nurse, like you, would visit."
Oh no. I don't usually keep secrets from my mom but she's very close to discovering a big one. About three months ago, I had this opportunity. Amelia talked to me in private about it and I made her swear to not to tell my mother about this option. A little before this option was available, my mother started acting different. This probably sounds selfish but I didn't want to be surrounded by that all the time. Call me crazy but a hospital sounded like a better option. I don't think I regret it though.
"Oh...." Amelia pauses, contemplating whether or not to tell the truth or lie. "Willow had the choice of that three months ago."
     I'm hoping my mom will figure the rest out.
"Very well then. I wouldn't count on having a home after three weeks. Also, you have two visitors coming in ten minutes." My mother swiftly exits.
The tears threatening to fall from earlier have won and are now streaming down my face. I don't blame Amelia for telling the truth. It was bound to get out at some point.
I'm terrified for what i'll do after three weeks. The worst part is, I don't know if I deserve that or not.
Amelia turns to leave but I stop her. "Please stay."
She hands me a tissue. After a few moments of recollecting myself, I ask Amelia a question.
"Who are these visitors my mom talked about?"
"I wish I knew." She responds while looking down at her watch. "They'll be here in four minutes."
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A/N= author's note
The truth is finally out! She wanted to stay in the hospital than go home.
     I will try my best to find time for editing previous chapters.