Weeks have passed since House’s initial detox. The pain’s getting worst as the days goes by and with that, he himself is deteriorating inside. There’s nothing new with the feeling of being alone, what’s new is that finally, he accepted that indeed he is.
Wilson was surprised to see his friend after two months. House isn’t House anymore. No more arrogant son of a bitch and he is no longer a jerk but he turned into a sorry bastard who won’t believe in his own intellect and abilities. His eyes weren’t the same piercing blue eyes but it’s like those bloody ones that you’ll see only in a thriller movie.
Wilson: Feeling okay now? <House his head> Keep working it, it will be…
Silence owned them. House’s eyes never met Wilson’s gaze since he sat down. All he stared at is his hand in front of him, holding the other.
House: I am really that pathetic, am I?
Wilson: What?
House looked at Wilson and tilted his head to let Wilson figure out what he means.
Wilson: The rehab ---- it’s working, isn’t it?
House: I’m clean for about five to six weeks now but I feel like hell…
Wilson: It’s part of it…
House sighed and tried to smile. His gaze walked past by Wilson as the “Cuddy” image, with Amber holding her arms, appeared on the visitor’s area doorway. Wilson, who was alarmed by his gesture, also looked at the doorway but see nothing. House stood up as he removed his IV tube and needle from his hand.
Wilson: <Looked at House with wide eyes> House… What the hell are you ---
House began walking to the door, to the “Cuddy” image he thought was real. Wilson stood up as well.
Wilson: Get back here and get back your ----
House: I don’t want her to see my like this…
In House’s mind, the “Cuddy” image, still with Amber, began to walk out again from his sight. He hurriedly walked after it and Wilson came after him and grabbed his arm that made him stop. He turned to look at Wilson and he was panting quite hard.
Wilson: Are you okay?
House: <Stammered> Yah…
Wilson: Seriously? What did you see?
House: It’s just another hallucination… --- It’s gone now…
He swallowed deep and looked at the hallway where he thought Amber and the “Cuddy” image walked on.
That evening, House was lying on his bed while twirling his cane like a baton in the air. Amber was seated on his chair looking at him.
Amber: You are really pathetic…
House: Would you shut up?
Amber: I would… ----
Amber stood up and walked seductively towards him. She stayed beside him and whispered softly in his ear.
Amber: If you told Wilson who you saw this morning…
She smiled another sinister smile as House turned to look at her letting his hand stopped twirling the cane above him. He followed where Amber’s eyes are laid on. His heart skipped a beat when he saw Cuddy, with Wilson who was talking with Dr. Pitt, outside staring at him with few steps away from his room.
Amber: So…
House looked at Amber.
Amber: Do you think it’s real this time or another piece of your life-long fantasy?
House sighed and began to walk to stand up a few inches from his glass wall. He stood there for a while exchanging stares with Cuddy.
Cuddy: <Whispery> House…
Wilson and Dr. Pitt stopped talking and looked at House who got the blind shutter string.
Amber: If you think the person staring at you belongs to the world I am in, close it… But if you chose to believe the other way, you’re still a pathetic loser…
House hardly pulled the string and the blinds were closed at once. Cuddy and the two men exchanged looks with each other as House’s silhouette shows he went back to his bed.
Cuddy: <To Dr. Pitt> What was that?
Dr. Pitt: That’s actually the first time that he’s done that…
Wilson: You think it’s okay?
Dr. Pitt: Well, I’m not saying it is but he’s already fine and clean from Vicodin. He’s finished with his detox but he admitted that he’s still having some hallucinations…
Cuddy: And you figured out that he just hallucinated again?
Dr. Pitt: Maybe he thought you’re a hallucination again…
Wilson looked at Cuddy with eyes ready to ask her about something.
Wilson: He’s hallucinating you?
Wilson tilted his head waiting for Cuddy to answer him but Cuddy didn’t bother to.
Wilson was surprised to see his friend after two months. House isn’t House anymore. No more arrogant son of a bitch and he is no longer a jerk but he turned into a sorry bastard who won’t believe in his own intellect and abilities. His eyes weren’t the same piercing blue eyes but it’s like those bloody ones that you’ll see only in a thriller movie.
Wilson: Feeling okay now? <House his head> Keep working it, it will be…
Silence owned them. House’s eyes never met Wilson’s gaze since he sat down. All he stared at is his hand in front of him, holding the other.
House: I am really that pathetic, am I?
Wilson: What?
House looked at Wilson and tilted his head to let Wilson figure out what he means.
Wilson: The rehab ---- it’s working, isn’t it?
House: I’m clean for about five to six weeks now but I feel like hell…
Wilson: It’s part of it…
House sighed and tried to smile. His gaze walked past by Wilson as the “Cuddy” image, with Amber holding her arms, appeared on the visitor’s area doorway. Wilson, who was alarmed by his gesture, also looked at the doorway but see nothing. House stood up as he removed his IV tube and needle from his hand.
Wilson: <Looked at House with wide eyes> House… What the hell are you ---
House began walking to the door, to the “Cuddy” image he thought was real. Wilson stood up as well.
Wilson: Get back here and get back your ----
House: I don’t want her to see my like this…
In House’s mind, the “Cuddy” image, still with Amber, began to walk out again from his sight. He hurriedly walked after it and Wilson came after him and grabbed his arm that made him stop. He turned to look at Wilson and he was panting quite hard.
Wilson: Are you okay?
House: <Stammered> Yah…
Wilson: Seriously? What did you see?
House: It’s just another hallucination… --- It’s gone now…
He swallowed deep and looked at the hallway where he thought Amber and the “Cuddy” image walked on.
That evening, House was lying on his bed while twirling his cane like a baton in the air. Amber was seated on his chair looking at him.
Amber: You are really pathetic…
House: Would you shut up?
Amber: I would… ----
Amber stood up and walked seductively towards him. She stayed beside him and whispered softly in his ear.
Amber: If you told Wilson who you saw this morning…
She smiled another sinister smile as House turned to look at her letting his hand stopped twirling the cane above him. He followed where Amber’s eyes are laid on. His heart skipped a beat when he saw Cuddy, with Wilson who was talking with Dr. Pitt, outside staring at him with few steps away from his room.
Amber: So…
House looked at Amber.
Amber: Do you think it’s real this time or another piece of your life-long fantasy?
House sighed and began to walk to stand up a few inches from his glass wall. He stood there for a while exchanging stares with Cuddy.
Cuddy: <Whispery> House…
Wilson and Dr. Pitt stopped talking and looked at House who got the blind shutter string.
Amber: If you think the person staring at you belongs to the world I am in, close it… But if you chose to believe the other way, you’re still a pathetic loser…
House hardly pulled the string and the blinds were closed at once. Cuddy and the two men exchanged looks with each other as House’s silhouette shows he went back to his bed.
Cuddy: <To Dr. Pitt> What was that?
Dr. Pitt: That’s actually the first time that he’s done that…
Wilson: You think it’s okay?
Dr. Pitt: Well, I’m not saying it is but he’s already fine and clean from Vicodin. He’s finished with his detox but he admitted that he’s still having some hallucinations…
Cuddy: And you figured out that he just hallucinated again?
Dr. Pitt: Maybe he thought you’re a hallucination again…
Wilson looked at Cuddy with eyes ready to ask her about something.
Wilson: He’s hallucinating you?
Wilson tilted his head waiting for Cuddy to answer him but Cuddy didn’t bother to.
Here I am,
So close, but so far from you.
In the cold I am standing,
Outside your stone brick wall
I cannot break through.
So I just stand there foolishly,
Peering through your window.
Loosing myself in your deep blue eyes,
My eyes fixed on your broken smile,
You are simply all I desire.
The pain inside floods me,
I am drowning in my misery.
But when I see your face, it all seems to fade,
And when I taste your red lips,
My heart skips a beat
As the rest of me goes numb.
The love I feel for you is real
But so are fears of hurting you.
So all emotions are pushed aside,
Right next to all the tears I’ve cried.
In this life of wrong I live,
You remain the one thing I got right,
The only one I let inside.
Now heartache and hate has filled its place,
And I never want your smile
To fall from your face.
*Inspired by the episode The Itch*
Hi,
This isn't that interesting really, it just made me smile today.
I'm a fan of 13. more on that later though.
I work in the security industry (malware, viruses, all that jazz).
I bet you're all familiar with spam emails, right?
Now we have this 'saying' in the industry that you ain't someone just yet until you're used for spam.
What's funny is that OW made her spam debut earlier this year: link
see Figure 2. LOL.
I've been thinking of sharing this to her through Twitter, but since she's not following me *sob* i can't send it as a direct message. I can't just address it to her cause then all my other followers (officemates mostly) will know that I am happy about spam, which is not so good in my line for work. :p
So there. I hope I didn't bore anyone with this. I know most of you are younger than me and not really interested with work stuff, but it was just too fun to not share, at least for me. :)
This isn't that interesting really, it just made me smile today.
I'm a fan of 13. more on that later though.
I work in the security industry (malware, viruses, all that jazz).
I bet you're all familiar with spam emails, right?
Now we have this 'saying' in the industry that you ain't someone just yet until you're used for spam.
What's funny is that OW made her spam debut earlier this year: link
see Figure 2. LOL.
I've been thinking of sharing this to her through Twitter, but since she's not following me *sob* i can't send it as a direct message. I can't just address it to her cause then all my other followers (officemates mostly) will know that I am happy about spam, which is not so good in my line for work. :p
So there. I hope I didn't bore anyone with this. I know most of you are younger than me and not really interested with work stuff, but it was just too fun to not share, at least for me. :)
Hey I'm CraZ, I just became a member, although my friend made me this account without my knowledge. :)
Anywho, I've been experimenting, adding videos and pictures, talking in the forums. I really enjoy being on this website and it's addictive.xD
I'M so happy that the House MD spot fans are so dedicated, I LOVE House.
I Just wanted to say how nice everyone is and how friendly I've been treated. I feel very welcomed and I just hope you all know that someone appreciates it. :P happy holidays!
Anywho, I've been experimenting, adding videos and pictures, talking in the forums. I really enjoy being on this website and it's addictive.xD
I'M so happy that the House MD spot fans are so dedicated, I LOVE House.
I Just wanted to say how nice everyone is and how friendly I've been treated. I feel very welcomed and I just hope you all know that someone appreciates it. :P happy holidays!