House Of Cards: Wilson's Bad Day

by the-notebooks-voice

Wilson wakes up and has what some might call bad luck.Well,Wilson's day is going horrible and it doesn't get any better House can't be found,What's He up to and will Wilson's day get better?Will turn into Slash and language and content later on,so rated

2. House of Cards: Lunch Time

Title: House Of Cards: Lunch Time

Author: the-notebooks-voice

Summary: Part 2 to 'House Of Cards: Wilson's Bad Day'. House would never miss the opportunity to steal food from, his best friend Wilson, but what happens when House doesn't show up to lunch after mysteriously being MIA all morning.

Author's note: This story will be posted in paragraphs, because I'm really busy and haven't gotten to write lately, and because each part I've separated like mini chapters, with their own titles.

A/N: I wrote this when I was mad at Wilson, thought I love him so much, I had just seen the episode 'House's Head' and 'Wilson's Heart'. Sorry to all who liked Amber, but I hated her so much and I was so mad when Wilson just walked out on House after all he did, even risked his life to try to save her, to make Wilson happy.

House Of Cards: Lunch Time

He got up to his office and sat down, resting his head in the palm of his hands, while taking a deep sigh; Hoping his day would change and become better, But Wilson just wasn't so lucky. Over the course of the rest of his day he had to tell 8 of his patients they were dying and the father of one of his patients even punched him; giving him a bloody nose and a black eye. Before he did any of that though, he had his hand looked at, he had a hair line fracture in 2 fingers and a broken pinky. By the time his lunch came his hand was still throbbing under its cast, his eye was sore and puffy, and he had a really bad head ache. When he went down stairs to the cafeteria he expected to see House waiting for him, but he wasn't waiting, he wasn't even in the hospital cafeteria, in general. House always had lunch the same time as Wilson. House would never pass up the chance to steal Wilson's food. In a way Wilson looked forward to lunch time every day with his rude, out of his mind best friend. His day really was going terrible. Wilson sat there at one of the tables him and House usually ate at, and began to eat his lunch. He glanced down at the sandwich in front of him. He couldn't finish it, usually House would have had some of it by now and Wilson would be done. This time he just threw it out and went silently back to his office. He didn't have another patient the rest of the day so he sat there in his office, thinking.

TBC, please R&R I love comments!