Sanity.

Conditions.

It took the nurse a while before she got back to my room with results.
I lay silently looking at the ceiling and then I hear someone come into my room, I turn my head and it's the nurse, she has a weird look on her face.
"You have, clinical depression, anxiety and bipolar.." Says the nurse as she hands me the results.
"But nothing is wrong with me..? At least I didn't think there was, so I've had a few bad days.." I say crying.
"Nothing is wrong with you, you just have few more difficulties than other people." Says the nurse trying to make me feel better.
"Okay.." I say trying to put on an act.
"You can leave in a few days." Says the nurse and she walks outs.
I lay there, looking up at the ceiling. I run my fingers up my scars and healing cuts. How could I do this to myself, how could I put everyone through so much. Especially my mother. I think to myself.
I got a journal today. I'm home now. I'm better. Sorta.
I'm at home now, lying in my bed, looking up at the ceiling, I wish I could see you again dad. I miss you, if you were here mum wouldn't need me.. She'd be fine without me. I love you, please come back.
*knock* knock*
I awake to someone knocking on my bedroom door. Come in I say. It's mum.
"Darling, Chelsea is here, she would like to see you."
Chelsea had been my best friend since I was like three, we shared so many amazing memories together and she was always there for me. She had helped me through so much.
"Jane?" Says my mother.
"Sorry, I was in a daze, umm yeah she can come in." I say smiling at her.
My mother walks out of my room and a few minutes later Chelsea comes running in with chocolates, flowers and a teddy, she also had some movies.
"You didn't have to chels." I say smiling at her.
"I know this but you're my best friend, I'm really worried about you Jane, and I know you hate it when people ask you if your okay all of the time but this time I know your not okay, you were raped babe, and your mum seen your scars... Please talk to me.." Says Chelsea nearly in tears.
"Chels, I really am okay know, I'm on medication and I'm seeing someone at school, but I do need to talk to you about something.. The doctors said that I might be pregnant." I say crying.
"Awh baby, I'm always here for you, you know that don't you? Because if you didn't you have to know now, if you are it will be okay. I understand that you may be confused about what you want to do with it-"
"I'm not getting rid of it if I am" I say cutting off Chelsea.
"I'm not saying that Jane, and you know I'm not, I know you're not the type of person to give up a child. I'm saying that you may be confused and unhappy about the situation. It's your child, you are the one who gets to decide if you keep it. Does Jack know?" Asks Chelsea.
"I know what you mean, but why would Jack need to know?" I ask bluntly.
"He's only been your best friend for like twelve years? Everyone knows that you are going to become a couple, I mean come on, you even have sleep overs." Says Chelsea.
Yeah Jack had that bad boy look with the soft heart but he was my best friend, and nothing more.
"He's my best friend..? He doesn't need to know anything.. Plus I'm pretty sure he hates me."
"He doesn't hate you Jane, but anyway we don't need to talk about this today, it's time for a horror movie sesh." Says Chelsea.
"But chels-" I say as Chelsea cuts me off.
"But nothing" says Chelsea.