I had a long day today and I was feeling in a mood to write a one shot, so here it is. Really hope you enjoy it. Thanks for reading! It's OOC.
House POV.
Today, I woke up. To some people it was just another day but it wasn't to me. It was the day that something ended and something started so long ago. We're the 28th of June, 2010. On this same day, 20 years ago, something happened. I left. I left Lisa, I left to prove something to myself. But little did I know that I would never see her again up until the time I was looking for a job. I knew I loved her the moment I saw her. But I abandoned her after our first night together. 2 decades has passed since that shameful day. It's one I regret. In my whole life I have never felt so much guilt. It was like something was being ripped and taken away on this same day, every year.
It wasn't fair, but I knew I'd never be forgiven for what I did, so we never talked about it. It was in the past, buried. She didn't know my secret and it was to remain that way, at least that's what I thought.
In my heart I knew that's not what I really wanted. It wasn't my hearts desire. But who am I to be all, romantic? Only Lisa Cuddy has seen that side of me, and it was to remain that way.
I was lying in my bed, shifting and trying to sleep but my dreams didn't take over leaving me wide awake, unable to fall asleep and being tortured by my own thoughts.
I wasn't planning on going to the hospital today, I always do usually, but it has been 20 years on this day. I left a note on my desk, late last night so people wouldn't asked where I was… but I knew Cuddy would and she would show up sometime today, pretending to care about her best hospital asset.
It's been far too long since that horrible day.
I got up, massaging my leg for a few seconds and then grabbed my cane. I went to my living room and took my electric guitar. I started to sing and play, not caring about the noise or the early time. I let my fingers be guided by the strings and the melody that had escaped my head. I played all day, the piano as well but I always kept changing to the guitar. Maybe, because the sound of the guitar sounded loud, brutal and strong. It had more power and the piano was soft and sweet. That's what I felt today… it was all in the guitar.
Knowing she would be here soon, as the clock stroked 6, I started playing a new song. It echoed throughout the room.
Well I've been running from something
Twenty years in my car
Down a road that's leading me nowhere
Yeah we drive through the farmland
No one knows where we're from
Could I kiss you and make you a queen?
Or something in between
Do you want to see it?
The place where I am free?
Cos in my mind I need it
But you're nowhere near to me
Move to New York City
Take your woman by the hand
Leave her there with your things on the doorstep
And there's no way around it
Could this be our last dance?
Just fall asleep with the TV darling
I'll be back again
Do you want to see it?
The place where I was free?
Cos in my mind I've been there
And there's no one here but me
In the morning it'll find you
Let the light shine away
Down a road that's leading me nowhere
And there's no way around it
Could this be our last dance?
Just fall asleep with the TV darling
I'll be back again
When the song ended I heard a faint sob, barely audible, but it was there. I got up and walked to the door. I put my hand on the knob and hesitated. This moment could change everything. Without really thinking, I opened the door to a crying Lisa. She looked up, surprised that I was in front of her.
"Hi Lisa." I said to her, realizing only after that I called her by her first name.
She gave me a faint smile.
"Hi, Greg." That put a smile on my face. I closed my eyes for a split second. It was like I was back with her in med school, all over again.
"Come in." I suggested.
She nodded and followed me in.
"I suppose you heard the song, judging by your tears…" I said, not being myself with every second that went by.
She nodded. "Yes. Yes I did."
I waited for her to say something but she never did. I knew this was going to happen. She glanced around the room and the calendar caught her attention. The 28th was circled in red. She then turned around and looked at the piano, where stood her picture lying there. She smiled but a tear slipped from her eye, revealing her true sadness. Not knowing what to say, I went back to my couch and grabbed my guitar and started playing again. I let my voice get to her, as I wished it to. She sat down next to me as the tune filled inside her.
There are twenty years to go
And twenty ways to know
Who will wear,
Who will wear
The hat.
There are twenty years to go,
The best of all I hope.
Enjoy the ride, the medicine show.
And thems the breaks for we designer fakes.
We need to concentrate on more then meets the eye.
There are twenty years to go,
The faithful and the low.
The best of starts, the broken heart, the stone.
There are twenty years the go,
The punch drunk and the blow.
The worst of starts, the mercy part, the phone.
And thems the breaks for we designer fakes.
We need to concentrate on more then meets the eye.
And thems the breaks for we designer fakes.
But it's you I take 'cause your the truth not I.
There are twenty years to go.
A golden age I know.
But all will pass, will end to fast, you know.
There are twenty years to go,
And many friends I hope.
Though some may hold the rose some hold the rope.
And that's the end and that's the start of it.
That's the whole and that's the part of it.
That's the high and that's the heart of it.
That's the long and that's the short of it.
That's the best and that's the test in it.
That's the doubt, the doubt,
The trust in it.
That's the sight and that's the sound of it.
That's the gift and that's the trick in it.
You're the truth not I.
"You are the truth to my love. You are the reason for my pain. You are the burden that I carry. You are the love that I cannot have. You are the key to my happiness and the one who has my heart." I whispered in her ear, not being able to hide my smile.
She burst into tears and lay on my chest. This day will change everything.
"I'm sorry for everything, Lisa. I'm sorry that I left you…"
"It's okay, I know you are here now and you're not going anywhere." She told me.
Words never made me feel better than the ones that I had just heard.
"I love you." I confessed.
"I love you more." She said.
"Impossible." I told her, thinking there's no way she can love me more.
Maybe every year on this day something has been ripped out of my heart, but on this day something was given back.
The end.
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