Hey guys. Sorry for the long wait. That last chapter changes EVERYTHING. Don't worry. Same old story though.

Despair

"Oh! Baby, I didn't mean it!"

Fionna stared at her sister with wide, unfriendly eyes.

"I'm just stressed out, is all!"

Fionna was close to tears. "By me, right?"

"No! No, baby, you could never stress me out. I love you!"

"Cake, I think you should leave..."

"But I didn't..."

"...mean it? Well guess what? I don't mean this either. I'm moving out."

"Fionna, you're overreacting!"

Tears ran down Fionna's flushed face. "You of all people should know how that feels!"

Cake knelt down beside her bed.

"Please don't hate me." She pleaded, with tears in her eyes.

Fionna turned her head, away from the one person she had thought actually cared about her.

"I don't hate you, Cake. You say you didn't mean it. Maybe not in that way. But I can take a hint. I know I'm a challenge, with my depression and suicide issues, and you don't deserve to be tied down. I'm leaving you. It's obvious you're tired of caring about me. You want to live YOUR life. Your life of poverty. Your life of abusive boyfriends. YOUR life, Cake. Cuz it sure as hell isn't OUR life anymore!"

It was Cake's turn to cry. She wailed and wailed and wailed. Finally, both the nurse and Fionna got tired of it.

"Ma'am, visiting hours are over. I'm sorry, but it's time for you to leave."

Cake dried her tears then walked out of the room. All her sadness was replaced by anger and she never looked back at the girl who's heart was shattered, like the rest of her body.

After Cake was gone, Fionna cried into the nurse's sleeve. She had introduced herself and Nurse Pound, but the other nurses called her Pound Cake because of her love for the dessert.

Fionna stopped crying, then sniffed. "Were visiting hours really over?"

Nurse Pound Cake looked guilty. "Well, no. I just couldn't stand it."

"Yeah. Me neither."

Desperately looking to change the subject, Fionna inquired about Marshall's state.

"Well, he's coming around. He still suffered some internal bleeding and almost punctured his lung, but he's fine. May I ask how this happened?"

Fionna relayed everything from that night, including how she had called him an idiot.

"He drove really fast to scare me, but his sick joke just put both our lives in danger."

Nurse Pound Cake frowned. "That was very stupid."

Fionna groaned. "Great. You BOTH think he's stupid."

"Oh, no! I'm sure he's a very capable young man, but even smart people make stupid decisions."

Fionna felt angry. She knew a very smart person who had made a stupid decision.

Recovery was slow, especially with Fionna's new found depression. Her sister never called to see how she was doing. When Nurse Pound Cake, who had become like a mother to Fionna, volunteered to go to Cake, the house was empty and all it's contents were gone. Any attempt to contact Fionna's lost sister was to no avail.

Fionna cried, and thought about her sister's words for past 2 months. She knew she had overreacted, but she was angry. She thought that maybe she could make her sister feel as horrible as she did then, but now her whole world was crashing down.

And there was no one to help her hold it all up.

It was a bright Sunday morning, when Fionna awoke, feeling pain free and full of bliss. All her casts were removed, and she was given the all clear to be discharged that day.

She packed her overnight bag then hugged Nurse Pound Cake. They made their way to the hospital's main counter to finalize her release.

At the door, Nurse Pound Cake took Fionna's hands.

"Where will you go?"

Fionna sighed. "Wherever life takes me."

Nurse Pound Cake had tears in her eyes. "That's not good enough. Why don't you stay with me? It's really close to your school. And I'd take good care of you. I have a son just a little bit older than you. He could be like a big brother! It would be great."

"I couldn't intrude on your family..."

"Nonsense! You're like the daughter I've never had."

Fionna thought about this for a while. She'd only known this woman for 2 months.

But it feels like years, she thought.

"Ok."

Nurse Pound Cake squealed with delight. "Hold on. My shift ends in an hour. Wait here."

Fionna nodded, then sat down in a chair in the corridor. Her mind flickered back to 2 months ago, when She and Marshall had gone to his concert.

Just as she had finished the thought, four noisy teenagers hustled in through the door.

Fionna looked at the group. They seemed a bit familiar.

Suddenly, one of them turned around to look at her.

She gave the red-headed Mohawk guy a confused look and he returned the gesture.

Then she recognized them.

It was Marshall's band.

MARSHALL!

She dropped her bag then raced down the corridor after them.

Phew! I am exhausted. So many new developments in one chapter. Anyways, there was a 2 month time skip in which Fionna got better and she and Nurse Pound had gotten closer. Please review and tell me what you think about the latest developments.