Who's fault?
A/N: I hope this drabble will help me get back to writing. After writer's block, computer issues and some time away from home, I really hope I can get back to writing my fanfics.
Disclaimer: I still don't own House and Wilson. :(
„Since when?" House asked.
Wilson avoided his eyes and watched the leaves falling outside.
It had taken them years to get this far, to establish a real relationship, and now Wilson had thrown it all away. He had had an affair with one of his patients – again.
"House, I'm sorry." Wilson reached out his hand, but House turned away.
Finally, Wilson grabbed his coat and left House alone in the empty apartment.
Wilson had cheated, but House knew it was his fault. He walked over the piano and popped a few pills. He never had been good enough for Wilson.
This is the first real drabble I ever wrote. I usually have huge problems keeping my fics short, so this was hard for me. Comments are much appreciated.