Hi everyone! Sorry the chapters are short but they will get longer after Chapter 3, promise!
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Chapter 2
What if he is hurting?
Wilson sat in his office, at his desk, staring at a patient's file while thinking about his best friend House. Lately, House wasn't himself and felt more- crude and cynical. While to most that is normal, to Wilson that meant something was wrong with House.
Is it just the side effects of Vicodin? Or is he just in severe pain?
Wilson softly chewed on the tip of his pen as he wondered. He could talk to Cuddy or go straight to House and talk to him; but he knew there would be no use since House would just shut off.
Why? Why does he have to make everything so difficult? Why can't he just be like me and just, talk about your feelings? Because, genius, that's how he copes, the way you should sometimes.
Wilson sighed and rubbed his hands over his face. There was a knock before a petite blonde walked in smiling.
"Ready for lunch?"
Wilson put on his best smile before grabbing his suit jacket and walking to lunch with his new cling-on.
He will be okay. Everything will be okay.
